Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

The ramen restaurant on the corner was empty.

Lan Xi was enjoying a bowl of beef noodles. On the opposite side, Mo Jingchen stared at her unblinkingly, the corners of his mouth were raised up neatly, and the bottom of his eyes sparkled.

Lan Xi ate half of it silently, and finally looked up at him unbearably.

"You hungry?"

Mo Jingchen blinked, "You eat yours, I'll just see you."

Lan Xi: "..."

She put down her chopsticks with a snap, her expression darkened, "Hurry up and eat."

"Ok."

Mo Jingchen was very obedient, and immediately picked up his chopsticks and ate his portion before she got really angry.

In fact, after tossing all night, I was really hungry without eating anything. The two walked in and came in when they saw that this ramen restaurant was relatively quiet.

Compared to Mo Jingchen's pickiness, Lan Xi may be more receptive. It may be a habit in the past. As for food, it is enough to fill his stomach, and his requirements are not particularly high.

When I was busy with my studies and research tasks before, I was happy to be able to eat one meal a day, so there was no chance of picky eaters.

She wiped her mouth, looked at the grandma who was busy alone in the ramen restaurant, and said, "I haven't eaten such traditional beef noodles for a long time."

From the method of ramen to the method of beef, the most primitive skills are preserved.

Most of the businesses now have already abandoned the original taste of food, and have made diversified changes in order to cater to the market.

It is rare to find such a classic taste in the market.

"You like to eat, I will make it for you next time."

Mo Jingchen's words surprised Lan Xi, "You know how to do it?"

Mo Jingchen chuckled, "I can learn."

Lan Xi expressed disbelief, "Don't waste resources and waste food."

"My cooking skills are very good, but you didn't give me a chance to show it."

Mo Jingchen spoke quite confidently, and the corners of Lan Xi's mouth twitched, "You seem to have misunderstood something. I was praising this mother-in-law for doing a good job of ramen. What credit are you taking in disguise?"

Mo Jingchen didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, "I just want to show my strengths in front of you, so that you can see my goodness as soon as possible, and then accept me."

The corner of Lan Xi's mouth twitched, obviously she didn't want to talk to him, "Have you finished eating?"

"good."

"Let's go."

When paying the bill, Lan Xi saw that Grandma was busy alone so late, so she asked, "Why don't you ask someone to help?"

Granny has a kind face and a friendly smile, "I can't sell much in a day, so I don't need to hire someone, mainly because I like to do it myself."

Looking at her age, she should be in her 70s, but her clothes are neat and tidy, and she does things quickly and cleanly. She is not like the kind of old lady who is forced to live. Perhaps, she really likes it because of her knowledge.

Lan Xi smiled, "It's really delicious,"

After hearing the praise, the grandmother smiled even more happily, "This is the original intention of me insisting on making noodles."

Lan Xi nodded, already understood.

In fact, it is not that simple for a person to persist in doing what he likes to do in his life.

After leaving the ramen restaurant, Mo Jingchen stretched out his arm, put it on Lan Xi's shoulder, and took her into his arms, "I've decided, I'll come to Granny tomorrow to learn art from a teacher."

Lan Xi shook twice, trying to shake off his hand, but failed, so she gave up.

"Don't cause trouble for others. Although grandma is still very agile, she can't suffer for a long time at that age."

Mo Jingchen's smile deepened, "Perhaps, she would rather not sell ramen, but also teach me!"

Hearing this, Lan Xi slapped him mercilessly, "Stop putting money on your face, grandma's employees are unwilling to hire her, so how can she accept apprentices."

What's more, it's still his kind of young master who can't lift his hands or shoulders at first glance.

For her contempt, Mo Jingchen didn't say anything more.

"Wow, someone is proposing in front, it's so romantic." I heard the admiration of people passing by.

Lan Xi looked up and saw a group of people gathered at the gate of a square at the intersection ahead, and the sound of romantic music even reached their ears across the street.

"Let's go, let's have a look."

Mo Jingchen suddenly became interested, and led Lan Xi to join in the fun.

The girl who was proposed was not very old, she should be in her early twenties. The boy was holding a bouquet and a ring, and was expressing his love with a microphone in his hand.

"Although the time we have been together is not very long, but in this short period of time, I have already determined that you are the person I want to hold hands with for the rest of my life. I hope you can promise me, so that I can always go to Do what I want to do most, that is, be with you every day."

Boys confession, nothing special, very ordinary, but very affectionate.

He looked a little older than the girl. At this moment, he looked expectantly at the girl standing in front of him, which really confirmed that sentence. She was full of affection.

Mo Jingchen whispered to Lan Xi's ear, "Do you think she will agree?"

"meeting."

"why?"

Lan Xi blinked, and looked at the girls in the field, "She has a shy expression, and she looks like she's happy because of it."

Mo Jingchen looked inquiringly, "Really? Why didn't I see it."

Lan Xi raised her chin slightly, "Then what did you see?"

"I didn't see anything." He was very interested, "She's not you, what's so interesting about me."

Lan Xi: "..."

Then why is he so interested in watching someone propose?
"Hey, don't squeeze."

"That's right, just look at it, what's so crowded."

It may be that there are too many people, and the people next to them are pushing and shoving.

Lan Xi frowned, and her body swayed as they pushed her.

"do not move."

Mo Jingchen instinctively stretched out his hand to help her, but just as he was about to wrap his arms around Lan Xi's waist, Lan Xi happened to be bumped by someone, and his hand suddenly landed on her hip...

Lan Xi: "..."

Her body froze suddenly, even Mo Jingchen's deep eyes froze in vain.

At this time, the palm is very soft and has an excellent touch.

Lan Xi was stunned for a moment, began to grit her teeth, and asked angrily, "How does it feel?"

The corner of Mo Jingchen's mouth twitched, but he answered seriously, "Very, not bad."

"..."

In order to prove what he said, his hand moved slightly.

Lan Xi suddenly felt as if his brain was congested with blood, clenched his fist hard, turned around and swung at him a few times, "I swear, I really want to tear you apart now."

Mo Jingchen was very helpless, "I also swear, this is really an accident!!"

"To shut up."

Lan Xi pushed away from the crowd, with the words "I'm very upset" written all over her body, and left angrily.

Behind him, the answer from the proposed girl came in a very timely manner: "I am willing."

Mo Jingchen quickly caught up with Lan Xi, "Your vision is really accurate, and she really agreed."