As soon as Mo Qijue heard that she was hungry, he immediately put down the work on his head.

Suddenly stood up, quickly walked out of the study and looked at Tong jiumo. Jun smiled, "I'll take you downstairs for dinner."

He took her downstairs to the restaurant.

The dining table is a constant temperature heating table. The food will not be cold on it.

Tong jiumo looked at the delicious food on a table, but she had no appetite. She looked up at Mo Qijue and said, "I don't want to eat these."

"What would you like to eat?" Mo Qijue asked patiently.

"I'd like beef, tomato noodles, fish and mushroom dumplings."

Tong jiumo only wants these two.

Because it smells like mom.

Mother often makes all kinds of pasta and dumplings for her.

She misses it.

"OK, I'll do it now." Mo Qijue put her on the dining chair, rolled up her sleeves and went directly into the kitchen without an apron.

He asked his servant to buy fresh ingredients this morning. There happened to be fish and beef.

He prepared the ingredients and began to mix noodles.

After making noodles, start making dumplings quickly.

After wrapping about 20, he went to put the noodles in the boiled soup and put the beef and tomato in.

Mo Qijue brought a bowl of beef and tomato noodles to the table, then turned back and brought out the steamed dumplings.

Knowing that she liked spicy food, he specially asked the servant to make chili sauce.

Dip her in dumplings.

Looking at the hot noodles and dumplings, Tong jiumo's eyes were wet.

She looked at Mo Qijue, "Mo Qijue, you don't go to work. Why do you always cook for me?"

Mo Qijue sat down, looked at her little face seriously and said, "the responsibility of a man is not only to shuttle through the bullets and rain, but also to linger in the fireworks in the world."

"It is the husband's duty to take care of his wife's mood and cook for his wife."

Looking at her, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, but now they are red again.

He quickly raised his hand, wiped the corners of her eyes and said softly, "silly girl, eat quickly. The noodles are going to paste."

When Tong jiumo looked down, he saw a big red on his wrist.

She frowned, reached out to hold his big hand, put it in front of her eyes and looked, "what's the matter with your hand? It's blistering! "

"It should have been caused by steam just now." Mo Qijue remembered the moment just now.

He thought that she would be hungry, but he didn't care to be scalded by steam, so he hurried to make food.

If you delay for even a second, you will be as hungry as her.

"Don't you know the pain?" Tong jiumo frowned and got up quickly.

Mo Qijue held her wrist with his back hand, looked at her standing up and asked, "where are you going?"

"Go get the medicine box!"

Tong jiumo said.

"You sit down and eat. I'll deal with such small things." Mo Qijue painfully pressed her on the dining chair and asked her to sit down for dinner.

Then he went to get the medicine box and went to the living room to deal with it by himself.

Tong jiumo looked at the figure he dealt with alone. She couldn't bear it. She put down her chopsticks, walked over, took the cotton swab in his hand, sat down and dealt with the blisters seriously.

Mo Qijue looked at her and sat down with a nervous look on her face. "Didn't you let you eat?"

"I've been hungry for several days. I'm not short of this time." Tong jiumo didn't tie his hair. At the moment of lowering his head, the soft hair slipped.

Mo Qijue looked at the strands of hair. It was very beautiful. He stretched out his hand and pinned it behind her ear, "foam, it's nice to have you."

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