Chapter 47

Think of some of the previous experience, Feng Su Jin eyes dim, there are still some sad.

She sighed in her heart. She listened to Dr. Qiu's words and thought of what Jun Mohan had done for her.

But for Mr. Jun, she doesn't know if she can survive yet!

So she decided to say goodbye to the past.

In the past, let it be a smoke cloud. She will be a good wife, a good wife and a good wife.

Although Jun Mohan is driving, he has been paying attention to Feng Sujin's look.

Looking at her lonely and bright look, Jun Mohan asked softly, "what are you thinking?"

Feng Sujin looks sideways at Jun Mohan and smiles brightly, "I'm thinking that doctor Qiu really cares about you as a friend. He hopes you can be happy."

Feng Sujin just smile, with light pleasure, as if really put down a lot of psychological burden.

"Don't you misunderstand his words?" said Jun Mo with a flash of cold eyes

Feng Sujin shook her head. "Don't get me wrong, I hope some friends care about you."

Jun Mohan smiled and didn't speak, but he was obviously in a good mood.

After returning to the villa, it was almost dinner time. Jun Mohan asked Feng Sujin, "what would you like to eat?"

Feng Sujin is thinking about something. Leng buting hears Jun Mohan's question. He says without thinking: "according to the custom, if you follow the wind, do you want to eat noodles?"

Finish saying, wind Su Jin feels a little embarrassed, oneself put forward a request like this, be not good?

In fact, she thought that Jun Mohan had been away for so long. When he came back, he should eat noodles. Catch the wind!

Jun Mo said in a cold and warm voice, "if you say noodles, I will make them. If it's something else, my cooking skill seems to be poor."

Feng Sujin opens her eyes and looks at Jun Mohan, "you Can you make noodles? "

Now, there are very few boys who can cook. In the city of Beiquan, all the children of the powerful family are far away from the kitchen.

Most of them quote the words of the ancients, saying that gentlemen are far away from cooking, and that their time is used to do more important things. How can they waste their time cooking!

Even the college Nalan Yunqing can't cook and even make noodles.

Let alone LAN Beichen, she used to cook for him.

However, Feng Sujin would not know that Lan Beichen later made Liu Shiya's own soup.

Thinking of these two people, Feng Sujin shakes her head quickly and removes them from her mind.

Jun Mohan also knows some current customs, so he thinks that Feng Sujin shakes her head and doesn't believe in his cooking skills, "don't you believe it? I'll make it. You can taste it if you think it's delicious. "

Feng Sujin was excited, and her eyes were full of expectation.

She put down the newspaper in her hand and stood up

Jun Mo nodded, "OK."

The two husband and wife cooperate in the kitchen, but they are very tacit. They are not like new acquaintances, but like old husbands and wives.

Just in such a warm atmosphere, Feng Sujin's mobile phone rings.

Jun Mohan looked at the noodles and said to Feng Sujin, "go to answer the phone. There's nothing to do here. Noodles will be ready in a moment."

When Jun Mohan brought the noodles to a small dining table outside, he saw Feng Sujin sitting on the sofa, holding her mobile phone, dazed and said, "why don't you answer the phone?"

Feng Sujin hung up the ringing phone, "it's blue Beichen's, I don't want to have any more contact with people in the past."

Jun Mohan looked at her childish appearance and came up to advise: "you don't need to do this, everything is just as it should be."