Chapter 422： Lu Yilan's phone number

Chapter 422 Lu Yilan's Phone

Tang Qi looked at Mo Shaoshen, "What's wrong?"

Mo Shao smiled and didn't return to her. He turned to Longfeng Chengxiang and walked towards the carry-on suitcase that was placed next to the wardrobe in the bedroom.

In her suspicious eyes, she took out a box of light green cooling cream from her suitcase.

Tang Qi:…

After applying the cooling cream, the girl's lips became red, swollen and bright, as if she had eaten lard.

God knows how much effort it took for Mo Shaochen to hold back his laughter.

Tang Qi didn't notice this, because the ointment was applied by a man for her.

The call was from Mrs. Mo Lu Yilan. Tang Qi was sitting on the sofa watching him talk on the phone. After the mother and son said a few words, Mo Shaochen suddenly turned around and handed her the phone.

Tang Qi was stunned, and showed a questioning look.

"My mom said she missed you and wanted to say a few words to you."

In fact, the last time she went to the imperial capital, she should have visited Lu Yilan.

After all, when he was in City B, Lu Yilan invited him to dinner and took him out to climb the mountain. As an elder, as Mo Shaochen's mother, the other party can be said to have released the greatest kindness towards her.

Tang Qi answered the phone, and just after feeding, Lu Yilan's happy voice came over, "Qiqi, are you used to eating and lodging abroad? If you are not used to it, you have to tell me, and I can help you arrange it. Mosquitoes in the countryside are also very humid. Heavy, I have a house in downtown Los Angeles, and it's always supervised and cleaned, and you can move there at any time."

Tang Qi said calmly, "It's good, I'm used to it."

After all, she lived in country M for more than ten years in her previous life. If she is not used to it, then there is probably no place in this world that she is used to.

Lu Yilan asked very enthusiastically: "What about food? I know you like to eat xiaolongbao. I specially asked the chef of the Chinese restaurant to make it and send it over. I haven't eaten it, but I just heard that the Chinese-style buns in this restaurant are very good. Very authentic."

When Tang Qi was eating the xiaolongbao, she still praised Mr. Raymond for his good cooking skills. The xiaolongbao was no worse than Zhang Ji's. It turned out that Lu Yilan asked the chef of the Chinese restaurant to make it and deliver it.

This thought alone could not help but move her.

"Thank you Aunt Lu, the xiaolongbao is delicious, I ate the whole one."

Hearing Tang Qi's name, Lu Yilan was so happy that her face turned into a flower. She used to be Aunt Lu, but now she is Aunt Lu. After a while, should she be called Mom.

Lu Yilan thought very well, she didn't even think about Tang Qi, who hasn't even graduated from high school yet.

Of course, in Lu Yilan's eyes, age is not a problem at all.

After all, there are many countries in the world where 18-year-olds can register for marriage.

"Is the tea egg delicious? I told Raymond how to cook it for you. Although he is a famous chef, he rarely cooks Chinese food, for fear that it will not be tasty enough."

No wonder the tea eggs smelled of rosemary, it turned out to be cooked by Butler Raymond.

People here like to put rosemary in their food.

"It tastes good." Tang Qi glanced at the man who was checking his emails on the computer beside the desk, "A Chen also ate a tea egg."

Although I vomited later.

Lu Yilan's voice sounded very surprised and surprised, "Really? Ah Chen didn't like to eat boiled eggs since he was a child, so he could only make custards or chicken cakes for him."

Said, Lu Yilan seemed to choked for a moment, and his voice was lower, "If you like to eat, I will let Raymond cook it for you every day."

Tang Qi wanted to say that there is no need to trouble, but thinking that this was the other party's kindness, she did not refuse.

"Thank you Aunt Lu."

Mo Xianlin's voice urging to go out came from Lu Yilan's phone, and then Lu Yilan hurriedly warned her and hung up the phone.

Mo Shaochen, who was behind the desk, saw that she had finished talking on the phone, looked up and waved at her, "Qiqi, come here."

Tang Qi held the phone and handed it back to the man.

Mo Shaoshen stretched out his hand but didn't pick up the phone. Instead, he pulled her to his lap vigorously and wrapped his other hand around her slender waist. He asked with a low smile, "What did you call me just now?"