"Oh." Lu Mian nodded, "the relationship between you and your grandfather should be very good."
Xiao Qimo opened a handful of celery and picked the leaves without speaking.
Mo strontium came in from the outside and wanted to see if there was anything that could help in the kitchen. After all, Mo Ye's cooking skills
After hearing their conversation, Mo strontium explained: "Miss Lu, you don't know. Mr. Mo and the old master have the closest relationship. Mo Ye's lucky number is 7, or from the old master
"What do you say?"
"After 7 years of age, we will be able to recognize the number of seven years old
After Mo strontium came in, he unconsciously occupied Xiao Qimo's place and stood on the side of Lumian's body.
Lu Mian hands the things to him. He is unpacking and putting them in the refrigerator.
"Very lucky indeed." Lu Mian knows more about Xiao Qimo's past.
No wonder he always likes to use the number 7.
Strontium is a lamp bubble.
Xiao Qimo grabs celery leaves. He looks faint and slants at Mo strontium, indicating that he should get out quickly.
Mo strontium shakes the body and puts down a box of broccoli weakly.
"Mo ye, why don't you just call mm Ji's dish?" It's so much easier!
"Oh." Xiao Qimo's expression is colder, "a subordinate who can't even recognize the master's son is qualified to question the master's decision?"
Strontium
I'll go, I'll go!
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Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo are cooking in the kitchen. Xiao gradually leaves and walks in the living room outside.
He saw a table in the corner of the living room, on which were placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
as like as two peas, he walked over and looked at the Xuan paper spread on the table. He smiled and hurried to greet the strontium. "You see, the calligraphy of sleeping and sleeping is exactly the same as mine, and I almost didn't know it."
Ink strontium extend a head to see, return really.
At first glance, I thought it was written by the old man himself.
Just look at it. I'll take a look at it Xiao gradually left the technique of itching, picked up the brush, and unfolded a piece of rice paper again.
Strontium is there to help him.
"Sir, may I change a better paper for you?" When the old master's calligraphy was not made of the highest grade Xuan paper, it had to go through many procedures and be carefully mounted.
Xiao gradually away from shaking his head, "I write to my fans, it has nothing to do with those."
“……” Mo strontium pause, but Miss Lu is not your fan
Xiao Jianli wrote four words on the new paper: love for a hundred years.
The iron painting and silver hook are absolutely the best in calligraphy.
Strontium In order to urge the marriage, the old man also made great efforts.
In the kitchen.
Xiao Qimo is very serious to help Lumian. Lu Mian has quick hands and feet. He has thought of all kinds of recipes and arranged the time in his mind.
When to marinate, when to cook, when to stir fry, all arranged clearly.
However, Xiao Qimo was in a hurry in the kitchen.
Lu Mian turned around in his busy schedule, raised his eyebrows and threw a ceramic knife in his hand. He made a cool joke.
"Director Qi, I remember the hamburger you made before was very delicious. You're a good cook, aren't you? "
Xiao Qimo looked at the knife and didn't know whether to say it or not
"Well, not bad." He lowered his head, quietly took out his mobile phone, and opened Baidu.
No, but he can learn.
Just at this time, Xiao Qimo received a call from Wang Zhiqi.
Lu Mian freezes a hand and throws him a clean towel. "Wipe your hands."
"Good."
Xiao Qimo took the towel, while wiping the water stains on his hands, he went to the balcony to answer the phone.
"Mr. Mo, we have dealt with it well. Captain Dane has completed the handover, and he has also assessed the level of meritorious service. Back then, I can get a raise again. " Wang Zhiqi was very happy in his words.
Xiao Qimo pursed his lips and, um, he didn't have much interest.
Wang Zhiqi didn't recognize it and continued: "by the way, Mr. Mo, do you know what I saw in the Interpol team?"
"Say it."
Wang Zhiqi lowered his voice mysteriously.
"Didn't we crack a case of gene trafficking before? I went to the headquarters this time and went over my credit book. I found out that they even hacked into Dr. Hua's database. "
“……” Xiao Qimo flicked the railing on the balcony with his fingertips.
There was a crisp sound and a long aftersound.
That's interesting.
"You say, what secret does Dr. Hua hold in his hand? Not only do the leaders of various countries name him to save him, but also he is watched by so many people. I always feel that he must know something big secret. "Xiao Qimo meditated for a moment.
Yes, what important things does Dr. Hua hold?
He was not interested in Dr. Hua's affairs, and after the kidnapping case, he did not intend to go into any further research.
However, Lu Mian was involved in this matter.
And Lu Mian's life experience.
The man's deep eyes slightly convergence, "you settle good doctor Hua, find the best doctor to help him treat, protect him."
It seems that he should have a good look at this man.
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Xiao Qimo goes back to the kitchen with his body frozen. Lu Mian immediately realizes, "what's wrong with the case?"
The man shook his head. "No problem."
"Oh." Lu Mian asked nothing more.
Anyway, the case has been transferred to IEG. She basically knows everything and doesn't need to know from director Qi.
"Sleep, did you know Dr. Hua before?"
Lu Mian's expression is very casual. When he cuts vegetables, he answers Xiao Qimo's question.
"No. I only know that he is well-known in his major, so I went to him for paternity test. "
"Oh."
The man said with an unexplained chuckle, "he's a doctor of treasure."
"Well?"
Xiao Qimo means something: "it is estimated that there are some secrets hidden in him."
Lu Mian smiles, and the last knife is finished. The feather eyelashes tremble a little and gather a deep thought.
It seems that we still need to find a chance to check Dr. Chahua.
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the chef Lu Mian and Xiao Qimo made a table of dishes very quickly.
There are dishes, soup, meat and vegetables.
Miss strontium can't cook at the same time. She knows that she can't cook with ink on the land.
Anyway, Mo Ni, Mo V, Mo Zn, they certainly do not have this treatment!
Xiao gradually away from the beginning to the end of all smile ha ha, clip some dishes a few mouthfuls, not stingy praise: "this taste, than the level of MM record is even higher."
Xiao gradually left to wuheng many times, naturally also went to MM Ji, he also liked the dishes inside.
If Jinjing has a semicolon, he must take the old guys to eat every day!
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