LAN Yilin looks at Mo xiner. She knows that Mo xiner just pretends to be friendly to Shen Lingxi. She can see that she hates Shen Lingxi.

Then he said with a smile: "Xin'er, I found that your acting skills are also good."

Mo Xin'er looked at her and said with a smile, "did you see it?"

LAN Yilin said in a low voice: "Shen Lingxi really has a problem. Shifu also asked me to pay attention to her usual behavior."

The master that Lan Yilin refers to is naturally the master who takes her in the gate of Qin.

Mo Xin'er looked at her: "Oh, you are an undercover now."

LAN Yilin nods with a smile. When she enters Shen Lingxi's laboratory, she naturally has to pass the approval of Qin men's leaders.

Out of the door of the laboratory, Shen Lingxi smiles in the corridor. Now she has set up her own company and has a lot of external capital injection. She has successfully taken the first step.

If she can cooperate with Empire group through Mo Xin'er, she will succeed again.

She will step by step towards that high, precious man, and one day become the woman beside him.

She was very excited to think that one day she could stand side by side with Qin Beimo and look down at the world.

For this goal, what is sacrificing a Shen family? She can sacrifice everything!

The next day.

Su Heng said Jiuye would come back today.

Mo Xin'er ran to the kitchen and decided to make dumplings for Jiu Ye.

One morning, Mo Xin'er was busy in the kitchen, and he didn't let the servant help him.

Qin Beimo returned to the imperial garden. As soon as he entered the hall, he asked Su Heng, "what's your heart?"

Su Heng glanced at the direction of the kitchen and said, "Ninth master, miss Xin'er is in the kitchen. She said she would make dumplings for you."

Smell speech, Qin North Mo's cold face don't have what facial expression, walk toward kitchen directly.

Su Heng followed.

In such a big kitchen, a line of servants stood neatly, Mo Xin'er refused to help, and she dared to step forward. Mo Xin'er rolled a few noodles and wrapped a few bags in the kitchen.

Qin Beimo's narrow eyes looked at such a small serious figure. The corners of his mouth bent slightly, revealing a smile that seemed to have nothing.

Then he looked at the dumplings that had been made on the table.

Su Heng followed Qin Beimo's eyes and saw that the dough was in a strange shape, and the dumplings were also in a strange shape.

With one look, he screwed up his eyebrows.

Well! It can also be called jiaozi. It's so ugly!

This words, natural beat to death he also dare not say, after all nine ye have not said what!

Seems to feel someone, Mo Xin'er suddenly raised his head and saw Qin Beimo standing at the door.

With a smile: "Jiuye, you are back. I am making dumplings for you."

Su Heng stood aside, almost laughing.

Mo Xin'er's face is rubbed with flour. It looks very funny.

Qin Beimo walked up to her with long legs and looked at the girl's delicate face like a river of stars. He raised his arm and gently wiped off the flour on her forehead and nose tip with his slender fingers.

Realizing that there might be flour on his face, Mo Xin'er said with a dry smile, "I'll wash my face after packing later."

"When did you learn to make dumplings?" With that, Qin Beimo looked at the dumplings on the table.

Mouth outline, a smile.

Mo Xin'er is a little embarrassed. Does Jiu Ye laugh at the ugliness of her dumplings?

Then he said, "Jiuye, although the dumplings are a little ugly, they must be delicious." After a pause, he said again, "Ninth master, you should also pack one."

Then he grabbed Qin Beimo's big hand and put a deformed face in his heart.

Su Heng thought that his host would not make dumplings.

Then, Mo Xin'er put the stuffing on the dough, and then he picked up one, put the stuffing on it, and instructed Jiu Ye how to do it.

"Just close it like this and squeeze it together."

Qin Beimo seriously looked at the things in his hand, then closed the dumpling skin according to Mo xiner's words, and pinched it two or three times with his slender fingers.

Jiuye actually did it!

However, the dumplings made by Jiuye are not only uglier! And because of too much force, the stuffing is all exposed.

Mo Xin'er took it over to have a look. The ninth master made a bag for the first time. It's OK. Then he nodded and said, "it's OK."

Su Heng can't see it any more. It's OK. I really want to cover my eyes!

The servant on one side wanted to cover his eyes an hour ago!

However, Mo Xin'er doesn't plan to let Jiu Ye continue to try, and it's almost finished. It should be ready to cook.

"Well, that's enough. Let's wrap these today." Looking up at Qin Beimo: "Jiuye, you wait for a while, I'll cook it in a minute."

"Good." Qin Beimo looked at her and answered.

The water has opened. Mo Xin'er puts the dumplings in.The servant looked at it and felt that the dumpling might turn into a pot of porridge.

Sure enough, boiling, boiling, Mo Xin'er's face became more and more strange, and he could not help muttering to himself: "how can the skin be separated from the stuffing?"

Even so, Mo Xin'er is still cooking carefully.

Su Heng and one side of the servant simply did not see, the key nine Ye unexpectedly also seriously sat on the side of the small table waiting.

Qin Beimo looks at the little guy who cooks dumplings for himself seriously. A warm current flows slowly in his heart. This kind of feeling is very wonderful and beautiful.

Her heart is really more and more let him love.

After a while, finally out of the pot, Mo Xin'er fished for a long time.

The trough! Finally, we fished out three complete ones!

Mo Xin'er said happily: "ah? There are three good ones

Su Heng almost laughs, but because of Qin Beimo's murderous eyes, he stifles it. Later, he praises Mo xiner without conscience.

"The first time miss Xin'er makes dumplings, she can have three good ones, powerful ones, powerful ones!"

The servant next to him echoed: "yes, it's the first time miss Xin'er has packed it. It's already very good."

Mo Xin'er, holding three dumplings in one hand, looked at Qin Beimo and said, "Ninth master, don't forget this time. I'll give it to you when I do it several times

"No, bring it here." Qin Beimo looks at the light voice way.

Mo Xin'er put three dumplings in front of Qin Bei's ink noodles. Then he picked up chopsticks and put one in his mouth.

Mo Xin'er looks at Qin Beimo and chews it gracefully. Then she swallows it. She looks at his expression.

Qin Beimo looked at her: "it tastes good."

"Really?" Mo Xin'er looks at him, some uncertain questions.

Qin Beimo took her hand, pulled it into his arms and sat on his long leg. Then he picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and handed it to Mo xiner's mouth.

"If you don't believe it, try it yourself." He said.

He didn't cheat her, although the appearance is not very good-looking, but the taste is really good, you can taste it, the filling is very careful.