Han Li didn't dare to persuade him. He had known Mo Jingtian for so many years, but he had never seen him so impulsive.
"See you in an hour."
"By the way, go to the supermarket and buy something to bring." Mo Jingtian said.
Han Li thought that he had just arrived in the capital, and the house here had not been occupied for such a long time. Although there was cleaning and cleaning every other period of time, he still lacked any necessities of life.
However, looking at a series of soy sauce, vinegar, ginger, scallion and garlic, shrimp, beef, eggs and vegetables, Han Li had an impulse to die.
Why does the big boss think he knows these things on his shopping list?
Although he had eaten all of them, he was not familiar with the raw materials.
The agreed hour, because of the shopping list, Han Li successfully changed one hour into two hours, with the help of Donglei.
Looking at Mo Jingtian's skillful handling of food materials in the kitchen, Han Li rubbed his eyes, some doubting life.
"He He... " Han Li points to the back of inked Jingtian and looks at Donglei in shock.
"OK, OK, don't doubt your eyes. It's not an illusion, it's not a dream. You're right. In the kitchen is our boss who turns his hands into clouds and covers his hands for rain in the mall."
Dong Lei is very calm and says that he is very satisfied to see Han Li's disrespectful appearance. At last, some people are as shocked as he is.
"I didn't expect that he could cook! How can I feel that I have known a fake mojingtian in recent years? " Han Li said with emotion.
Dong Lei squinted at him, feeling of superiority. "What's more surprising is still behind. Mo Jingtian not only can cook, but also has excellent cooking skills. You can't be too shocked when you have a meal later."
"I didn't expect that Mo Jingtian would cook for us when he was so humanized! This year's employee benefits are wonderful! " Han Li said with emotion.
Mo Jing Tianjie apron, as always silent and dignified, "to the study."
In the bedroom, Jiang Mo sleeps uneasily.
In front of my eyes, the bathtub is full of bright red blood, which is spilling out one drop at a time, falling on the white floor tiles and accumulating into a pool.
The girl was pale and lying in the bathtub with blood flowing out of her wrist and a strange smile between her lips.
Jiang morshu woke up with a start, his hands tightly holding the quilt corner, gasping heavily, and his shirt was soaked with sweat.
The smell of blood kept her stomach churning and nauseous.
Jiang morfei quickly rushed into the bathroom, squatting in front of the toilet, constantly retching, vomiting faintly, all lost strength, sitting in the bathroom.
Mo Jingtian, who is talking about his work, faintly hears the voice, regardless of Han Li, who is reporting his work, and runs out of the study.
"What's the matter? What's the matter? " Han Li didn't know, so he went out with him.
Ink Jingtian into the bathroom, see ginger foam all over the sweat, a face embarrassed sitting in the bathroom.
"What's the matter?" He quickly picked up people and put them on the sofa. He wiped the sweat on her forehead with a paper towel. He asked anxiously, "what's wrong?"
Jiang Mo shook his head, is disgusted with his body wet dada, "I want to take a bath."
Mo Jingtian covered her forehead with one hand. Fortunately, she didn't have a fever. "Eat something to wash. Just wake up and take a bath. It's easy to catch a cold."
Jiang Mo sniffed and felt sticky and wet hair. She could not bear it. She stood up directly and went to the bathroom. "Wash now."
Mo Jingtian hugged people from behind, "I'll give you water, you sit down first, drink a glass of milk, OK?"
Ginger foam sat on the sofa again, holding a cup of just hot milk in both hands and sipping it.
Han Li and Dong Lei, who were watching the whole time, were stunned. How could their boss be so gentle, so patient, and so coax others?
Did they open their eyes in the wrong way?
Jiang Mo noticed that there were other people in the room and looked up.
Han Li immediately changed a smiling face, "good sister-in-law..."
Ginger foam put down the milk in his hand and rushed to the bathroom. Then there was a series of vomiting, which made him vomit faintly, as if he was going to spit out his stomach.
Mo Jingtian is very upset. He can't help anything except handing water and wiping his mouth, which makes him regret that he is not a doctor.
"How about it? Do you still feel like vomiting? " He asked softly.
Jiang Mo gargle gargle, weak, can only wave his hand, to express his meaning.
"Why do you vomit? Is there something wrong with the stomach Mo Jingtian frowned and speculated, "but if you have stomach trouble, uncle Qin can't see it."
"Big boss, thanks to your invincibility in the shopping mall, don't you know that vomiting is not necessarily due to stomach disease, but also to pregnancy." Han Li warned.
Mo Jingtian's whole body is stiff, for a time, the brain is down.Pregnant?
He looked at the ginger foam in his arms and was shocked. His heart was full of surprise.
"Let's go to the hospital."
Jiang Mo immediately waved to protest, "not pregnant."
His hoarse voice was weak.
Han Li came over and said earnestly, "sister-in-law, this kind of thing can never be embarrassed..."
Jiang Mo immediately covered his eyes, covered his chest with one hand, and pressed the acid in his stomach.
Ink Jingtian instant understanding, looked up to Han Li, "you stand behind us, don't let foam see you."
Han Li pointed to himself and looked at Mo Jingtian and Jiang Mo in surprise, "isn't it? Although I am not a peerless handsome man, but also a good God, I grow a disgusting face? "
Han Li felt deeply hurt.
Jiang Mo opened his eyes, and the feeling of vomiting was finally suppressed, "sorry, it's not your problem, it's my problem."
Although she said so, she did not look back at Han Li.
Dong Lei was so happy that he said, "Han Li, Han Li, you also have today! After a while we have dinner, you don't have to go to the table and stay in the kitchen alone
Han Li was very unconvinced. "I said that my sister-in-law didn't bring any discrimination against her appearance. Donglei was not as handsome as me? No discrimination. "
And he was going to go around the sofa to the front.
A knife like sharp eyes stopped him. He wanted to live a few more years. He didn't want to die young. Han Li stopped.
"It's not your problem. You untie your tie. Don't let me see it." Jiang Mo was also a little embarrassed. Maybe he was tired and had no strength.
Han Li looked down at the dark red tie. Under the intense gaze of Mo Jingtian, he quickly untied it and put it into his trouser pocket.
Ink Jingtian frowns, deep Phoenix eyes flash across a deep light.