Beloved generation marriage

Mo Chiqing took a deep breath, and then got up to open the door. He saw Mu Chenyi with an indifferent face raising his hand to knock on the door again.

"Master Mu." There was a light in Mo Chiqing's eyes that he didn't even notice, "Are you done with your work?"

Mu Chenyi didn't answer, he just looked at Mo Chiqing, Mo Chiqing couldn't understand that gaze, he reached out and touched his face, could there be something wrong with his face?

But he couldn't see it either, he felt a little helpless, even a little embarrassed, he didn't know what made Mu Chenyi look at him like that, if he knew he should go to the bathroom and wash his face first.

Mu Chenyi's eyes moved, and he hid the emotion in his eyes, "Didn't you say to eat?"

"Oh, yes, let's eat." Mo Chiqing suddenly remembered, "But the porridge may not be very hot now, why don't I serve another bowl?"

"No need." Mu Chenyi took a step forward and walked in. As long as it wasn't cold, he didn't worry at all. Although his stomach wasn't that good, he wasn't really that hypocritical.

The pumpkin porridge made by Mo Chiqing was very thick, with a hint of sweetness. It wasn't a very delicious thing, but it made people appetite inexplicably.

Mu Chenyi was a little anorexic. It started when he learned that his legs would be lame nine years ago. He no longer remembered why he was injured or why his feet were lame because of the delay in treatment. He just heard from his subordinates that he When he came back, he was covered in injuries and refused to go to the hospital.

Later, the people under him risked their lives and sent him to the hospital after he passed out, and when he woke up, he really didn't mention the previous things.

What happened before, in fact, even Mu Chenyi wanted to know why his subordinates said that he would come back with a whole body of injuries, but he was unwilling to treat him. He obviously had never been injured in his memory, but sometimes, I feel empty in my heart.

It was also from that time that he didn't have such a big desire for food. At the beginning, his reaction was stronger, and everything he ate would be vomited out.

The doctor said that he has a bad stomach and needs to be raised.

But from the beginning, it wasn't that he didn't want to eat, it was like a psychological suggestion that if he ate it, he would spit it out.

From the very beginning, he wanted to eat, but then he gradually got used to it. He would get used to eating a little of every kind of food, some could eat a little, and just a little was enough.

The doctor said that he had never encountered a situation like this before, and he seemed a little helpless. Mu Chenyi didn't care too much, anyway, as long as it could provide him with the nutrition to survive.

Mo Chiqing didn't know what Mu Chenyi was thinking, he just sat aside and watched Mu Chenyi eat half a bowl of porridge, which was rare, and asked in a good mood: "Master Mu, is the taste okay? Tonight I Stewed chicken soup, guaranteed to be delicious."

Mu Chenyi nodded reservedly, "It tastes good."

Then he paused again and said, "It's enough for you to leave these things to the kitchen, you don't need to do it yourself."

Mo Chiqing smiled, "But I found out that the cook cooks for Master Mu, and Master Mu doesn't seem to like it."

——Mu family, you are so picky eaters, will you stop eating other people's food without me in the future?

——You can’t do this, if you starve to death, then I will be guilty!

Mu Chenyi frowned all of a sudden, and the voice came again.

Mu Chenyi didn't understand the pattern of the sound at all. He obviously couldn't hear it for several years at first, and he also went to see a psychiatrist, but he said that it was just an auditory hallucination that he wanted to hear. , It's just nonsense!

When Mo Chiqing saw Mu Chenyi frowning, the happy look on his face immediately subsided, "If Master Mu doesn't like my cooking, then I won't go to the kitchen anymore."

Mu Chenyi came back to his senses, looked at Mo Chiqing and said, "That's not what I meant."

Even after listening to what Mu Chenyi said, Mo Chiqing still looked sleepy. He knew that he didn't have any skills, and the food he made couldn't be called delicious. A person like Mu Chenyi who can eat delicacies from mountains and seas at any time, It must not be rare for him to do it.

Mo Chiqing opened the corner of his mouth, he shook his head at Mu Chenyi, he looked at Mu Chenyi and said, "I know, Master Mu doesn't need to explain."

He glanced at the untouched vegetables, and there was a rare sense of loneliness in his eyes. When he saw that Mu Chenyi's bowl had bottomed out, he stepped forward to grab it, "Since Master Mu has finished eating, I'll put the things down first." .”

Originally, he wanted Mu Chenyi to eat the dishes he cooked, but now he lost all his courage, and no longer dared to persuade Mu Chenyi to eat.

Mo Chiqing hurried to the door and stopped suddenly. He turned to look at Mu Chenyi, "Master Mu, can I go out at night?"

Mu Chenyi didn't speak, but nodded lightly, "When you go out, take Huo Yi with you."

"I see." Mo Chiqing responded with a smile, but when he turned around, the smile on his face subsided, and he seemed a little sad.

In fact, even Mo Chiqing didn't know what was wrong with him, he just felt stuffy in his heart, a little uncomfortable, he didn't feel like himself at all.

He took the things to the kitchen, and he dumped the untouched vegetables into the trash can. A cook who was washing things in the kitchen couldn't help but said, "Young Madam, why is this so strange?" fall down?"

Mo Chiqing smiled, "It's okay, anyway, there are still so many that haven't been fired, Master Mu doesn't like it, and he will lose his taste if he keeps it for a while."

"This..." The cook sighed, "This is really pitiful, it's rare for the young lady to cook."

"Auntie was joking, my skills are only as good as yours." Mo Chiqing laughed at himself, and when he thought of what Mu Chenyi said, his heart suddenly felt sad.

He is obviously not a person who would feel down because of this kind of thing, and it was because he fell in love with Mu Chenyi that he felt that way about Mu Chenyi's words.

Mo Chiqing raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head. For no reason, he felt some pain in the place where he was hit before. He looked at the cook, "Auntie, is the half chicken I want ready?"

"Okay, authentic old hen, I washed it and put it in the basin!" The cook laughed.

Mo Chiqing also laughed, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Hey, what are you talking about? It's all I should do. What is the young lady planning to do?" The cook quickly waved her hand and said.

Mo Chiqing replied, "I'm going to make Hericium erinaceus chicken soup."

This soup has the function of warming and tonifying the spleen and stomach, adjusting the qi and blood of the spleen and stomach, and at the same time, it also has the function of nourishing the qi and blood of the human body. It is best to drink it for Mu Chenyi.