I really wanted to be discharged, but this 'male nanny' Yin Henze was always taking care of me carefully. How could I have the chance to be discharged?？
"Ze, I want to be discharged." Ze, I'm begging you. I ate, slept, and ate in the hospital. Looks like I'm the world's biggest fat pig.
"Okay, but you have to move to my house.”Ze, go to your house. You have ulterior motives.
Anyway, it didn't matter. Mo Shuang nodded.
Ze's home was indeed magnificent, and he was always alone in the magnificent house…
It was too embarrassing to eat and drink for free at Zaize's house. He had to do some work. Ze, is it necessary for you to always stay by Mo Shuang's side? Mo Shuang even needs you to care about her toilet!!
There was no freedom, no freedom, no freedom.
" I made you disobedient, I made you crazy, I made you sick…" What was all this nonsense? It was Ze's ringtone…
"Hello," Ze, his tone was very calm.
He hung up. Ze hung up right after he finished the call. He said that he had something on and might be back very late tonight…
It was no wonder. He was also a busy person. How could he have so much time to gather feelings with Mo Shuang…
Although there were people in the house, these people did not seem to pay much attention to Mo Shuang. However, these servants only answered Mo Shuang with one sentence.
"Please return to your room to rest." What did he mean? The irony in this sentence was very serious…
I might as well go back to my room to rest and find something to do.
The servants were so busy, but Mo Shuang peeked into the kitchen. The chef seemed to be very good at cooking. It smelled so good…Mo Shuang had nothing to do anyway, so learning how to cook was not a bad idea.
In the past, when they were in the sect, Xuan Chen was the one who cooked all the dishes. Xuan Chen's cooking was not bad either…
However, Xuan Chen refused to teach Mo Shuang how to cook no matter what. He even said that he would cook for Mo Shuang for the rest of his life. It was very mushy.
Now was the time to cook…
Master, teach me how to cook." A master doesn't care about people. Do you think that just because you're a master, you can pretend to be noble?
"Master, please teach me how to cook. Thank you!!”Mo Shuang was already very polite…
Ignoring him, Mo Shuang used her trump card…
"Old fart, teach me how to cook!!!”Mo Shuang used this megaphone to shout in front of this old master's ears...
Let me see if you still have any reaction…
There's a reaction ^
" Miss Mo Shuang, it's just cooking. I'll teach you…" Old man, you're smart…This old man was digging his ears so hard that his ears were probably already crippled.
" Old man, how do I fry eggs…" I think we should start from the basics-frying eggs.
Wow! This old man wasn't bad. A master was indeed a master…The egg skillfully rolled in the pot, turning left and right in a circle…
" Here, Miss Mo Shuang, do it again..." I'll do it.
How am I supposed to do this?
Ah, how much oil should be sprinkled? No common sense, frying eggs without oil…
The old master shook his head. What did he mean? He meant to start over.
If you don't want to pour oil, then I'll pour water.”Should he put in one big scoop of water or two big scoops? Don't know?
He could just put a large bucket of water in it…
Oh my god, there's no need to fry eggs. I'll just wash the pot…
Again…
Well, this time, Mo Shuang didn't put anything but an egg. How was she going to peel the egg?
Mo Shuang tried to peel the eggshell, but she couldn't.
Mo Shuang was going to use brute force…
"I'll pinch it." The eggshell was broken, but the egg inside had also turned into powder. What was the point of eating? What was the point of frying eggs!!
" Master, demonstrate again…" Why did the master keep shaking his head? Did he take ecstasy?
Master wasn't taking ecstasy. Master shook his head because Mo Shuang was unteachable. She had redone it so many times, but she still couldn't learn it. It couldn't be helped. Mo Shuang didn't have the genes to cook.
He did demonstrate, but Mo Shuang still…
'I'll just ignore it and create something new myself. Isn't there a need to create something new now? Alright, then I'll put innovation first and safety second…'
Wow, Mo Shuang treated salt as chili powder and added chili powder into the egg…
Now, it was time to start cooking. How to start the fire? I twisted, twisted.
The fire was on, but how big should it be? He ignored it. It was more mature to open the largest.
It had already been ten minutes, and Mo Shuang still hadn't turned off the fire. The eggs were probably fried beyond recognition.
"Wacha." Fortunately, the old master had turned off the fire. Otherwise, how could she survive? The house would have exploded long ago. Mo Shuang's face was ashen. It seemed that she still had to work harder in cooking...
Mo Shuang wanted to leave the hall and enter the kitchen!!
Was the hall a living room, but the kitchen? He still couldn't get in. He couldn't blend into the kitchen at all. He couldn't experience the joy of cooking. Every time he cooked, he had a bitter face. He should be smiling!!
Mo Shuang stood outside the window in a daze. What was she thinking?
Ze, why isn't he back yet?
Could it be that Mo Shuang was moved by him? What was there to be moved about? Now was not the time to be moved.
The sky was so dark. Even if there was light in the room, Mo Shuang's heart was still dark. She would never be able to wait for the day of light...
"Hualala!" The rain was so heavy that the pedestrians had all gone home to collect their clothes.
Would the lake get wet? Why are you so worried about him?
What was Dark doing now? She was half-hearted, thinking about this man and that man…
Dark, he was probably spending the night at the bar again, having fun…
Why did the person downstairs look like Mo Yuming? Could it be that Mo Shuang's eyes were playing tricks on her or that she was hallucinating…
It wasn't an illusion, it wasn't an illusion, it really was Mo Yuming down there…
What an idiot. It was raining so heavily, yet he was standing there in a daze with a huge bouquet of roses in his hand. What the hell…
"Mo Shuang, I'm sorry." What's the use of apologizing…If everyone apologized for doing something wrong, why would they need the police?？？
However, the rain downstairs was really heavy. Would Dark catch a cold and get sick…
"Mo Shuang, forgive me." No matter how loud she shouted, Mo Shuang would pretend not to hear her…
Strange, why did her heart hurt so much? Didn't Mo Shuang have no feelings for Dark at all?
Why was Mo Yuming drenched in the rain downstairs, and Mo Shuang had the urge to go down…
Mo Shuang drew the curtains and stopped looking. If she didn't look at Dark, her heart wouldn't ache anymore, but her heart still hurt so much...
Mo Shuang was lying on the bed…" Rumble!" Thunder God struck so loudly.
She couldn't help but look out of the window. Dark was trembling, trembling, trembling. Why didn't he hurry home?
No matter what, Mo Shuang still gave him this favor…
Mo Shuang went out with an umbrella…
"Mo Yuming, are you stupid? Are you an idiot? Are you crazy? It was raining so heavily and he didn't hide. What if he got wet?”Mo Shuang scolded him as her tears mixed with the rain. Right now, she wasn't sure if it was tears or rain that flowed down her face...
"Mo Shuang, you're finally willing to come see me.”
As if you've been waiting for a long time…
"Dark, you can go back. In the future, it will be even better if you forget me.”When he heard this, his heart trembled. Forget her? How could he forget her?
"Mo Shuang, don't be like this. Don't sentence me to death so cruelly.”It was you, Mo Yuming, who personally sent Mo Shuang to hell. Now, Mo Shuang has come out and you are begging for mercy. Mo Yuming, what do you think Mo Shuang is?
"I beg you, please go back!”This was the first time Mo Shuang had ever asked someone for help…
"Mo Shuang, come back with me.”Go back? Go back yourself. Mo Yuming, haven't you injured me enough? The injuries on my body and the injuries on my body are all caused by you...
Alright, you can just stay here and not leave. I'll go back and take a nap first. If it's thunder, I won't be able to sleep well.
On the way back, a large truck crashed into Mo Shuang.
"Ah!" Mo Shuang shouted,
"Mo Shuang." Mo Yu didn't even think about meditating before pouncing over. He wasn't injured, was he?
"Dark, how are you?" Mo Shuang was checking if he was injured.
In an instant, he suddenly hugged her.
"Mo Shuang, I know, I know you still care about me. Don't leave me, okay? I will never doubt you again, and I will never doubt you again…" Mo Shuang believed him. In the future, Mo Yuming, I hope that the first person you trust will be me.
The two of them hugged each other tightly. He was afraid that she would leave. She was afraid that he would go back on his word…
The rumbling thunder and the heavy rain had made their marriage a good one. The rain was worth it…
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