Shuianluo covered his face with one hand, and in a moment, he couldn't even eat the coarse grain pancakes.

"Ha ha - brother Chu, why are you here? Aren't you in the company?" Shuianluo laughs like a dog's leg. Even Mo Lu Su can't see it any more.

"How can I know such a thing in my wife's eyes if I don't come?" Chuni Yi laughs.

Shuianluo's cold sweat is emitting. Brother Chu, your wife is afraid when you talk like this.

"No, I mean, brother Chu, you are the one who loves me most. You really love me more than my father. Brother Chu, listen to me."

Mo Lu Su looks at Shui Anluo chasing Chu Ni Yi out, and his mouth is slightly raised. Xinle and Shui Anluo are not the same kind of people at all. At least Xinle will never do things like Shui Anluo, but what he likes is Xinle, the woman.

Instead of having dinner, Mo Lu Su went to pack a duck blood fan, a rice noodle in casserole, and radish balls on the third floor. The so-called packing in school was actually to spend an extra dime to get a bag, so he wanted to go home as soon as possible.

He thought that Xinle would like it.

Inexplicably, he also looks forward to Xinle's expression, as if no matter what he does, it is to make Xinle happy. As long as Xinle is happy, everything he does is worth it.

Shui Anluo is right. He loves Xinle more than he thinks!

When Mo Lu Su went back, Xinle was making a fuss for her mother to eat fans. Her mother nodded her head and scolded her. She didn't see when it was.

Mo Lu Su was holding the bag in her hand. She heard Xinle's mother's words and coughed subconsciously. She carried the bag behind her. When they saw it, she said, "I'll come back and get something." Then go straight upstairs.

Xinle is curious, and he needs to go there himself.

"Lele, bring me a bowl of water."

"Oh." Xinle dodges her mother's hand and goes to the kitchen. Why do you want a bowl? Isn't the cup OK?

Xinle took the water with curiosity, but after opening the door, she smelled the familiar smell, "ah, ah, ah -"

"Shh -"

Mo Lu Su pulled her in and closed the door.

Xinle also quickly covered his mouth, whispered: "do you bring it for me?"

When did Mo Lu Su do such a furtive thing?

But looking at Xinle's smiling face, he would feel that it was all worth it.

"My rice noodles, my fans, my balls." Xinle called with a smile, immediately picked up chopsticks and began to eat, "you don't know, just looking at anluofa's picture, I really salivated, for a long time didn't eat our school food."

Mo Lu Su sat down beside her, looking at her happy appearance, just the mood is also satisfied.

"Xinle, I want to ask you a question." Mo Lu Su suddenly opened his mouth and said, as if with uneasiness and uncertainty.

"Well, you ask." Xinle said while eating, which is obviously to say: what you give me to eat, I will tell you what you ask.

"Did you pass a meal card to a senior in your freshman year?" Mo Lu Su asked, and then looked at Xinle seriously.

Xinle pause, bite half of the ball fell into the noodle soup inside, splashed a nest of water.

Mo Lu Su still looks at her seriously. He thinks that is what Shui Anluo means.

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