Chapter 537

Ji Mo smiled and said in a warm voice, "just be satisfied."

Qi Shaoqin's hand, which was brushing his teeth, shook and almost poked his gum.

She secretly glanced at the mirror. Ji Mo stood aside and his eyes fell on her face.

She raised her eyes and suddenly collided with the people in the mirror.

Qi Shaoqin's heart trembled fiercely, and he really poked his gum this time.

"Hiss..." she inhaled in a low voice.

Ji Mo seemed to finally realize that he was in the way here. He rarely knew himself clearly and said to her, "I'll go out first."

"An - Yin - elbow (hurry up)!" she hurried away with unclear words.

Ji Mo turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Qi Shaoqin looked up at the mirror.

The self in the mirror was flushed and frightened.

"No breath!" she murmured to herself.

But at the thought of her embarrassing appearance just now, Ji Mo looked at it all, and she felt like hitting someone.

After brushing his teeth, Qi Shaoqin opened the door and went out after all the blushes on his face faded.

Ji Mo was not in the room. He probably went to the guest room to clean up himself. She smelled a smell of rice and couldn't wait to sit at the table.

Just sat down, heard footsteps, looked up and saw Ji Mo come in neatly.

"I usually watch you whet and haw and do everything without delay. Why do you change your clothes so quickly today!" Qi Shaoqin was really surprised.

This man is too changeable.

Ji Mo walked slowly again. He didn't take a few steps in front of her. He was stunned for several seconds.

Sitting down beside her, he smiled and said, "I'm not worried that I'm too slow. If no one helps you cook, will your hands be tired?"

Hearing what he said, Qi Shaoqin wanted to say why he was so hypocritical.

However, Ji Mo has already started cooking for her.

He separates the meat and bones on the ribs. His movements are elegant and smooth, which is very pleasing to the eye.

"Delicious! Who made this?" Qi Shaoqin asked as he ate the meat.

Ji mowen said, "which is better than yesterday's?"

Qi Shaoqin's eyes turned and seemed to aftertaste the taste of yesterday.

A few seconds later, she said to him solemnly, "today's one is not bad, but yesterday's one is better."

Yesterday's ribs were the best she had ever eaten.

Ji Mo heard her answer. The smile on the corner of his lips was thick. He said to her in a good voice, "although it can't compare with yesterday's, you can get together and eat some. I got up late and was afraid you couldn't wait, so I asked the private kitchen to make it."

Qi Shaoqin was eating meat. His brain suddenly turned around. He looked up in surprise and asked him, "didn't you wake up with me?"

Ji Mo gave a little meal with his chopsticks. He smiled, "the private kitchen came to stand by early in the morning. I didn't go to the kitchen by myself. They must be ready for us at any time."

"So it is! Then you arranged it very carefully. But, hey, you say you are not a professional cook. Why is it better than their professional cooking? Aren't you robbing others' jobs?" Qi Shaoqin sighed.

Ji Mo was amused by her words. "I'm not very good at cooking, I can do those things. Compared with the professional private kitchen, I don't spend so much time in the kitchen."

Qi Shaoqin gnawed at the meat and turned his eyes: "after that, I want to eat ribs. Can I still eat what you made yourself?"

Qi Shaoqin is not too picky. It's really that the ribs made by sick seedlings are too delicious and greedy. People will have endless aftertaste after eating them.