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The next day, Mengmeng got up at four o'clock and went out.When he left, Lin Qinghe was still asleep, and he moved lightly, for fear of waking Lin Qinghe up, and Lin Qinghe would go with him.

It's not that he doesn't want Lin Qinghe to see his working state, but the work is too boring. He said that it is to take pictures, but he still needs to make up and style. It takes a long time to take pictures of a set of clothes. He couldn't talk to Lin Qinghe, he had to let people wait around, he was afraid that Lin Qinghe would be bored.

Moreover, after one day of filming, he would be exhausted to the bone, and the salary is not very high. If Lin Qinghe finds out, he will give him money in a different way, so that he will not go out and suffer.

He didn't want to rely on Lin Qinghe for everything, he would be tired if he was always relied on, he didn't want Lin Qinghe to be tired.

After work, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Just now, he found time to send a text message to the person at home, asking him to eat first, but when he got home, he heard movement in the kitchen.

He looked at the poured figure through the glass sliding door of the kitchen, feeling uncomfortable.

He is a rich second generation. At home, he always stretches out his clothes and opens his mouth to eat. Let alone cooking, I guess he would have to ask for food, but now he has to cook for him like a mother. Not only did he cook, but he also washed his clothes, brushed his shoes, and took care of all the housework. Why bother?

Mengmeng sucked her sore nose, walked into the kitchen, jumped onto Lin Qinghe's back, put her arms around his neck and sucked, "Honey, what are you doing?"

Lin Qinghe held onto the spoon and dared not move, "Go down first, it will burn you later."

Mengmeng didn't go down, but took a look at the contents of the pot. The cooked instant noodles, before letting Lin Qinghe wash the bowls, almost smashed the kitchen, and now they can cook instant noodles on fire, which is simply a leap forward ah!

Lin Qinghe turned off the fire, turned to get the bowls and chopsticks with his back on his back, "Are you lying to me when you tell me that you have eaten?"

"So you cooked the noodles?" After Mengmeng finished speaking, she glanced at the cupboard, "Why did our bowl change?"

"What changed?"

"I haven't seen plastic surgery for a day."

Lin Qinghe laughed out loud, "They even had plastic surgery. They all died heroically today. These are newly bought."

"Are you doing the dishes again?"

"No." Lin Qinghe turned to take the noodles, but was stopped by Mengmeng, he wanted to continue to eat, it was delicious.

"Today I wanted to learn how to cook, but who knew the pot would leak and the bowl would break."

"What kind of dish did you cook?"

"Scrambled eggs." Lin Qinghe replied very calmly, and didn't think there was anything wrong with scrambled eggs that almost set the kitchen off. "At first I wanted to make scrambled eggs, but when I found it was too difficult, I changed to boiled eggs."

"and then?"

"Then I thought that if I could specialize in cold dishes, I might become a master of cold dishes in the future."

Mengmeng jumped off his back, bit his ear, and then licked it around the helix, "Don't specialize in cold dishes, attack me too, from now on you will be the master of Mengmeng."

The pot in Lin Qinghe's hand almost fell to the ground. He put his elbow on Mengmeng's stomach and pushed him away, "Hurry up and put the heat insulation pad on the table and eat."

"it is good."

Two people sit at the table and eat instant noodles around a pot.For this noodle, Mengmeng didn't have any expectations, who knew it was delicious when eating it.

"You didn't overcook the noodles!"

Lin Qinghe coughed, and secretly glanced at the trash can. There was Sanguo noodles in it that he had failed to cook. In the afternoon, he even threw out a few strips...it was almost half a box.

Although he cooked such a pot of noodles after working all day, he felt that everything was worth it after hearing Mengmeng's comment.

"I have an uncle who owns a performing arts company. Otherwise, let him introduce you to some advertisements. One piece is estimated to be around 20 or [-] yuan. You look so handsome, so it must be fine. You don't need to work so hard to shoot these .”

Mengmeng sucked on the noodles and shook her head, "You also know that I am handsome, if I become popular, it will affect my life so much, how can I get into Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future?"

"Seeing that you love singing so much and are versatile, I thought you were going to be a star in the future."

"No, I want to be a scientist in my life!"

If this was said by someone else, Lin Qinghe must have thought that that person was just playing around like a child playing house, it was unbelievable, but when the words came out of Mengmeng's mouth, it became different and believable One hundred percent.Maybe it's because Xi Shi is in the eyes of lovers. Now that Mengmeng wants to cultivate immortality, he thinks that Mengmeng can succeed, so he turns around and goes out to buy an alchemy furnace.

"Okay, are you going to work tomorrow, scientist?"

Mengmeng shook her head, "No, scientists have to do their homework and make love tomorrow, take two days off before going."

"Where is a scientist as dishonest as you?"

"I'm not serious. This is a normal human need, so there's no need to be embarrassed."

Lin Qinghe looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Do you have to study why your needs are stronger than normal people's?"

Mengmeng sighed, "I think you still don't know me very well. I'm not a little vigorous. I think about it every minute."

"Thinking about what?"

"I think about your body, your face, your voice, and the various poses you use. Just thinking about it makes me hard. When I took a picture just now, I accidentally thought of you, and I was almost ashamed."

Lin Qinghe squinted at him, "Look at how promising you are."

"Who is to blame for this? If you satisfy me, I can use my fantasy!" After Mengmeng finished speaking, she held his face and kissed him hard, then she couldn't kiss enough, and then kissed again One mouthful, each time the lips parted, there was a bang, very loud and clear, as if announcing "I kissed you" to him.

Lin Qinghe wiped his mouth, "It smells like instant noodle seasoning."

As soon as his voice fell, he heard Mengmeng say, "I feel like I'm in love with you."

"Don't tell me it's because of a bowl of instant noodles?"

Mengmeng nodded, "When I was busy outside, I had a worry in my heart. When I came home, there was someone waiting for me and cooking for me. I have always wanted to experience the warmth of home to the end. What is it?"

Lin Qinghe looked at the person in front of him. He was lonely since he was a child. He clearly longed to be loved, but he kept pushing people away. He was not used to being loved, not used to being cared for, let alone being comforted, so he There were a lot of distressed words in my heart, all of which were twisted into knots and blocked in my throat. After weighing it for a long time, I couldn't say a word.

Sometimes Mengmeng looks weak and always acting like a baby, but after getting to know him deeply, I found that he is still very strong, but after a closer look, I found that he is still a soft-hearted person who cannot withstand any torture, so I gave my heart A shell is installed, and if you have a good relationship, you can touch the shell. If you have a bad relationship, you don’t even want to see what the shell looks like.

He knew that even if Mengmeng said such a thing now, it didn't mean that Mengmeng opened the shell for him to see, but he could wait until the day he could open it, or just don't touch it and help Together he guards what's inside that shell.

"Brother Lin, can you give me a home?" Mengmeng put her arms around his neck, resting her chin on the top of his head, "No, let's build a home together, okay?"

Lin Qinghe patted him on the back, "It's awkward to hear you call me brother Lin, you should call me husband, anyway, we both have marriage certificates."

"The one you drew was so ugly, I threw it away."

"Throw it away? That's because I scrapped a whole red watercolor pen to paint on the marriage certificate. You just throw it away if you say so?"

"correct."

"Are you right?" Lin Qinghe squeezed Mengmeng's chin and glared at him angrily, "The little guy has grown up and dared to fight against my husband. It seems that I am going to revive my husband today, and let you know who is the leader in the family." Boss."