Good Morning, Miss Ghost

Mo Mozhen seemed to hear the beeping sound across the computer.

I was a little annoyed that I should not say this to Dudu impulse for a moment. Because of the urine of their family members, I can definitely ask this question for three days and nights.

Sure enough, the phone from Dudu's mother had already urged to ring.

Mo Mozhen reluctantly picked up the phone and played Tai Chi with her own sister and sister for more than half an hour, which was more tiring than dealing with those gossip reporters. The people in their family can be mixed with an eight-bag elder in minutes.

I finally managed to wait for Dudu's mother to speak dryly, Mo Zhen seized the opportunity to hang up the phone decisively, and saw Li Yan step down from upstairs.

"Hazel." Li Yan just woke up, and the tiredness on her face had not completely dissipated. The whole person looked like a lazy kitten.

Mo Mozhen put down her hot cell phone, stepped forward subconsciously, and pulled her to the sofa beside her, sitting down: "Does your head hurt?"

The gentle tone of water makes people want to be coquettish. Li Yan looked up at him, nodded slightly, "a little bit."

Mo Mozhen touched the piece of gauze on Li Yan's forehead, her voice softened again and again: "Oh, you'll get better soon. Are you hungry?"

"hungry!"

Could not help but laughed twice, Mo Zhen handed an unopened box of biscuits on the table, just the white chocolate biscuits just delivered: "Eat a little belly, Tang Qiang will come to cook later . "

Tong Liyan: "Tang Dong ?!"

"Any questions?"

"..." Is it all right?

Tong Liyan did not expect that Tang Qiang really came to cook, and it happened after 5 minutes. At that time, Li Yan's chocolate biscuit was not finished.

When I saw Tang Qiang coming in, Li Yan put down half of the biscuits in her hand, and stood up cautiously: "Good evening, Tang Dong!"

Tang Qiang pulled the corners of his mouth and came in with a big bag and small bag and came in: "Is your injury all right?"

"It's okay, just a little abrasion."

Tang Qiang tilted his head to see Mo Zhen, but with a little abrasion, he looked like he was going to peel his skin? Can there be any **** of the opposite sex?

It turns out, yes.

Mo Mozhen touched Li Yan's head and said with a smile: "If you want to eat later, tell Uncle Tang Qiang that he can do everything."

Tong Liyan: "..."

Tong Tangqiang: "..."

Labour and capital are headed by Chinese youngsters! Not a Chinese master!

"It is really honored by King Mo." Tang Qiang drew into the kitchen with the corner of his mouth. Mo Zhen looked at his back and smiled and answered, "You're welcome, you deserve it."

Tong Tangqiang: "..."

As an old single youth, Tang Qiang can raise himself for nothing, and he definitely has two brushes. Li Yan looked at the table full of dishes and sighed as if: "Tang Dong, you are so good! If you don't work as an agent in the future, you can still open a restaurant!"

Tong Tangqiang: "..."

thank you.

Mo Mozhen laughed twice and raised her head to Tang Qiang, "It will be opened at that time, and I will give you the biggest flower basket, Mr. Tang."

Hmm ... is it necessary to sing and flash like this? Isn't Tang Qiang no one asking for it? How many star tender models want to hug his big tree, some people use him as a cook, oh!

Mo Mozhen raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Qiang's eyes meaningfully: "Tang Qiang, how many times have I told you, the inner drama is played in my heart, don't be so obvious."

Tong Tangqiang: "..."

Standing up with a smile, Tang Qiang diligently took the empty bowl in front of Mo Zhen, and looked like a hard-working conch girl: "Mr. Tian, ​​I'll help you add a bowl of rice."

Watching Tang Qiang leave, Li Yan swallowed the rice in his mouth hardly: "Is he really Tang Dong?"

Mo Mozhen glanced at Li Yan and asked, "What does Tang Qiang you know look like?"

Alas ... this is definitely not the case anyway.

Tong Liyan smiled and continued to chop the rice in the bowl.

"Don't just eat, eat more meat wounds to get better quickly." Mo Zhen said, and took a piece of beef into Li Yan's bowl.

"Thank you." Li Yan was moved with tears in her eyes, who would marry hazelnuts in the future is really blessed. Her husband who would persuade his wife to eat more meat are good husbands!

After Tang Qiangsheng came over, he saw Mo Zhen trying to put vegetables in Li Yan's bowl.

I really want to take a picture of him like a dog leg and post it on Weibo for exhibition.

The tragedy of Tang Qiang is that he always dares to let it be an idea.

After I finished eating, the task of washing dishes naturally fell to Tang Qiang. In Mo Zhen's words, Li Yan is injured and needs recuperation and love, and he himself ... Where is the haha ​​sink?

Tong Liyan looked at the back of Tang Qiang and Chu Chu, and inside he followed Chu Chu: "I'll go and help Tang Dong."

"No need, you sit still." Mo Zhen held a glass of warm milk in her hand and handed it to Li Yan. "Drink this and go upstairs to sleep. Oh yes, you have a day at home tomorrow. "

"How can that be!" Li Yan held the glass in both hands and looked at Mo Zhen with a gaze, "You are so busy, how can I rest here alone. My injury is really okay, I am not so weak . "

Mo Mozhen looked at the person on the opposite side, his face was as quiet as water. She lay on the hospital bed for half a year, how could her body recover so quickly, and now there is a car accident. Although the injury was not serious, she must have been frightened a lot. The more he thought, the more distressed he finally moved his corner of the mouth, and said solemnly, "Relax, I won't deduct your salary."

Tong Liyan: "..."

不是 Isn't this a problem at all?

"If you don't want to stay at home, go out and buy a gift for me. The day after tomorrow is my niece's birthday." Going shopping is also a good relaxation.

"Your niece's birthday?" Li Yan seemed interested in the topic, and even her eyes lit up, "How old is she?"

"Eight years old." This time is too busy, if not to remind him, he would almost forget her birthday.

"Eight years ..." Li Yan muttered to himself, as if thinking about what gift the eight-year-old girl would give her. "Well, isn't the day after tomorrow the 30th? She and my birthday are only one day away!" "

Mo Mozhen froze, her frown tightly and her tone of nervousness followed: "Are you number 29?"

"No, I am on May 1st. The working people are the most glorious!"

Mo Mozhen was relieved. Fortunately, it was too late.

When Li Liyan said here, he suddenly said to Mo Zhen as if suddenly remembered: "By Hazel, I may have to go home for dinner on the first day."

Mo Mozhen's eyes moved and she nodded to Li Yan: "Okay, but you have to come back here to sleep at night."

"Why?"

"It's convenient for me to take you to the studio the next morning."

Uh ...

Alas, she obviously can take a taxi.

She looked at Mo Zhen, and there was still a flood of water in his focused eyes, as if she would drip water as soon as she refused.

"Okay." She finally succumbed to his beauty.

I got a satisfactory answer, and finally Mo Zhen's mouth rose again. Tang Qiang in the kitchen turned around and just witnessed this scene in the living room. He snorted, and it seemed that Mo Zhen had really planted this time ... well!

A gloat of joy filled the kitchen. Even if he brushed the bowl, he was particularly motivated!

The next day, Mo Zhen went to the studio on time, Li Yan asked Chen Qingyang to come out and choose a gift with her.

Chen Qingyang froze his sore calf, hugged his handbag and sat down on the bench on the side of the road. He said he would not leave: "Strongly, your boss and niece have a birthday, and you want to buy a gift. You Is this going to be an editor or a nanny? "

"Uh," Li Yan took a sip of the milkshake in her hand, walked to Chen Qingyang and sat down. "The boss is usually too busy to spare time to buy gifts."

"It doesn't matter to you!" Chen Qingyang hated Li Yan and stared at him. "It doesn't matter to me!"

"I don't know what to buy ..." Pulled Chen Qingyang out of the chair, Li Yan threw out the bait. "I'll invite you to dinner later and swipe the boss' card."

Chen Qingyang heard the words and came to the spirit: "Strongly, your boss can rest assured to give you the bank card? How much money is in his card?"

Tong Liyan glanced at her mouth, and continued to move forward: "You still don't have to ask, you know to destroy the three views."

Chen Qingyang: "..."

Her three views are as hard as iron, so easy to destroy!

The two finally chose a dress for Dudu. Although it was not creative, the skirt was really cute. Both of them wanted to go back to the age of eight and put on this photo.

I chose the gift, and Li Yan was relieved. The two were tired after a day of shopping, and they found a sushi restaurant near them, and they were still in it. Because Li Yan said that he swiped his boss's card, Chen Qingyang ordered the dishes without hesitation. He didn't have to pick the best one, just the most expensive one.

Tong Liyan looked at the bill and felt a little uneasy. Would she start too hard? Chen Qingyang was still in trouble and had to go to eat the next one. After Li Yan confused her face, he carried her clothes back to Mo Zhen's home.

Mo Mozhen came back earlier today. When Li Yan was awakened by the sound of opening the door, she looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and it was not long after twelve.

As soon as Mo Yan entered the door, she saw Li Yan sitting on the sofa, and couldn't help frowning. "Don't you let me not wait for me? Sleeping here will catch cold."

Li Liyan got up from the sofa and smiled at Mo Zhen: "Hazel, I brought sushi back, you wait for me to heat."

Tong Liyan said, ran to the kitchen and turned on the microwave oven. The sushi had been in it for a long time, waiting for Mo Zhen to return. After adjusting the time, Li Yan returned to the living room and handed Mo Du the gift he bought for Dudu along with the bank card.

"Hazel, I eat a lot at night ..." Li Yan hesitated, should you give Mo Zhen the invoice for the dinner?

Mo Mozhen couldn't help but, he took the pocket that Li Yan handed over, but didn't pick up the bank card: "Keep the card."

"What?"

"Well ... if I want you to buy something in the future, I won't have to get you a card every time."

"..."

"Oh yes, aren't you saying that the password is not secure with your birthday? You help me change it to 724501."

"..." I also said the new password. Don't tell me why you didn't hear it. Wait, 724501?

Qi Liyan's face turned red immediately, and Mo Zhen pretended to approach her without understanding, and said with a surprised expression, "Why is your face so red? Is it a fever?"

He said that he went to Li Yan's forehead with his right hand, and Li Yan made a random noise, pushed the card into Mo Zhen's arms, and ran up the second floor.

Mo Zhen, who was still in the living room, laughed endlessly. In the end, a crisp sound of a "ding" in the microwave oven ended the burst of laughter.