Yang Mo's good days ended when Sika arrived, and his sister's combat power was comparable to that of her boyfriend.
Using analogy, in layman's terms, it is two men competing for one woman, evenly matched!
On the one hand, there is blood and family affection, and on the other hand, there is beautiful love, where should Zheng Xiujing go......
However, there is no contradiction between the two, after all, it is illegal for close relatives to marry, and girls cannot have children.
That's not love, dear!
Taking advantage of Sika's bath, Yang Mo took Zheng Xiujing to his room, and sure enough, it was better to escape at this time.
Zheng Xiujing sat on the sofa, leaning on Yang Mo, looking at the dark night sky outside, and the lights that couldn't stop coming into view.
"I like this feeling, I just want to lean on you like this."
Zheng Xiujing squinted her eyes comfortably and said with a smile.
"I also like the feeling of you leaning against me."
"Did you come here on purpose?"
"I've come to see you."
Yang Mo nodded affirmatively.
"Can't you play?"
Zheng Xiujing had a glint of hope in her eyes, obviously thinking that Yang Mo's words were more than that, otherwise who would have taken a plane for more than ten hours to come over to see her.
"I can't play."
Yang Mo shook his head and said.
Zheng Xiujing's face froze: "Can't play?"
” "I'm here to see you."
Yang Mo looked at her.
Zheng Xiujing was very conflicted, both happy that Yang Mo came to see her, but also frustrated because she couldn't play for a while longer.
Her face changed, and finally smiled sweetly: "I'm glad you came to see me." ” "Really?"
"Really!"
Her voice grew lower and lower, until at last all she was left to mutter, "It would be better if I could play." ” "I can't play, but I can eat good things."
Yang Mo put his arm around her shoulders and smiled.
Hearing the words "eat good things", Zheng Xiujing suddenly came to her senses, after all, foodie Jing didn't need to prove it for a long time; But it didn't take long for her face to sink again, and she looked at Yang Mo fixedly, without saying a word.
What provoked her again?
Yang Mo thought secretly in his heart.
"Eat something good"?
No.
"Really"?
No.
"Specifically to see you"?
No.
That is, "just to see you" but "eat good food"!
What is primary?
"I think you like food very much, so I booked a table early and came over to accompany you."
Yang Mo explained.
"Don't you want to eat something good?"
Zheng Xiujing was satisfied, but her tone was still full of danger.
"In order to be able to eat delicious food with you."
Feelings are the basis for forming feelings, and feelings make feelings different, especially when touched.
Zheng Xiujing felt that Yang Mo's body was warm and soft, and felt solid because of the actual touch of the muscles, and her body was unconsciously close, hugging him with her arms.
"How about resting with me at night?"
This is a very normal request.
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Zheng Xiujing bit her lip and nodded slightly, indicating her agreement.
That night, Yang Mo's rival in love, Sika, had been staying quietly in the room and hadn't come over to make trouble, and she also knew something...
There are many things that she can't influence or change, and she can't do it, even if she was told that Xiujing was going to stay here for a day the next day, she could only hug her sister and board the plane herself.
The restaurant that Yang Mo took Zheng Xiujing to is one of the best restaurants in South America, a slightly more affordable high-end restaurant that focuses on local Chilean flavors.
It didn't take much time for Yang Mo to order, from the time he started ordering until the waiter disappeared in front of him, Zheng Xiujing looked at him with her cheeks in her hands.
Yang Mo raised his head and smiled at her: "Is it good-looking?"
” "Ani," Zheng Xiujing pursed her lips and smiled, "The time for waiting for dinner is a little boring, so let's pass the time." ” "How much time are you going to spend on me?"
Zheng Xiujing seemed to be in distress, frowned, and said quite entangledly: "How is the second half of my life?"
” "Hmph," Yang Mo couldn't help laughing, and immediately shook his head: "It's not good, you picked me up, so I still want you now." ” "Oh~, Yang Mo, you're so numb."
Zheng Xiujing pretended to have a cold war.
Yang Mo winked at her twice: "Actually, I think so too." ” On the other hand, the back kitchen is working intensively, just to give the guests the most comfortable dining experience, not to make the guests wait too long, and of course, to increase the flow of customers.
In such a restaurant, a dish is not only the chef's work on taste, but also his pursuit of art - so that a dish can be presented like a painting.
The scenery is intoxicating and delicious.
The waiter politely placed the food in front of the two of them, explained the characteristics of the dish, and went down to serve other dishes.
The two stopped talking and quietly savored their food.
The dishes in this restaurant, just like the others......
Small amounts......
But just eat slowly, talk slowly, and after one dish is eaten, another dish will come up.
Looking down on the entire restaurant, some people are quietly savoring the food; Some people eat heroically; Someone came for the first time and seemed cautious; There are also people like them, the time of food flows between talking and laughing, and the rest is not clear whether it is delicious and happy with happiness, or happiness mixed with deliciousness, whether it is delicious or happy, it is the confirmation of life left in memory.
Coming out of the restaurant, Zheng Xiujing's smile never broke, and she held Yang Mo's arm very comfortably; After a while, he jumped to the small shop on the side of the road to watch the goods in the store, grabbed Yang Mo's hand and coquettishly asked him to buy it.
At this time, it is the best choice to buy directly without talking nonsense, so Yang Mo is responsible for taking out the money and carrying the bag.
In just half a day, Zheng Xiujing seemed to feel the urgency, so she played desperately, pulling Yang Mo around, and then the result was a large box of mailing luggage, which was the result of four hours in the afternoon between the two of them, and Yang Mo's things only accounted for a small part.
The return plane is still from the United States, Zheng Xiujing flew back to South Korea because of the itinerary, Yang Mo decided to end the work in South Korea first because of her, which is not too troublesome for him, and his future work will focus on Huaguo, after all, Chinese people can eat and eat, and Huaguo is already a well-known thing.
It was already more than five o'clock in the evening when he arrived in Seoul, and after a day of flying, Yang Mo didn't want to cook at all, so he sent his assistant and took Zheng Xiujing to eat outside.
The dinner venue is the small shop "The Boss and the Boss", the reason why it is called this name is not only because Yang Mo wants to name it like this, but also because Zheng Xiujing also invested a little money and occupied a certain share in it.
She never doubted whether Yang Mo would lose money when she opened this store, but because Yang Mo said that she wanted to open a restaurant, she took the initiative to make a sum of money.
Although this money is nothing to Yang Mo, she didn't think about making money at the time, she just wanted to have more contact with Yang Mo, but it was true that she also made a lot of money because of it.
The restaurant environment is elegant, and the lighting is very soft, which naturally reveals a sense of luxury.
Of course, the food and pricing inside are not for civilian consumption.
Authentic Chinese food may be difficult for Koreans to adapt to, but there is no shortage of dishes in China with a wide variety of dishes, and there is always something to suit local tastes.
The boss and the proprietress went to the store to eat in person, and the people in the store took out twelve points of enthusiasm to serve, although Yang Mo reminded them to concentrate on serving other customers, but some eyes still glanced over unconsciously, and there was no way to care.
When they're outside, neither of them says anything too private, and in places where it's more likely to be seen, it's easier to keep things from being heard.
The two exchanged briefly, ate dinner unhurriedly, and drove home slowly.
There is a sound in the house!
Ah, yes, Yuna is still living at home, and the New Year is approaching, so she is almost moving away.
I almost forgot that Sika also lives here......
The door opened, and Zheng Xiujing probed her brain to look inside.
Contrary to what she had imagined, there was no one in the living room, but the TV was turned on, and the time was playing TV shopping.
Further inside, the kitchen lights were on, but it was still empty.
The two dragged their heavy luggage to the third floor, the light in the living room on the third floor was on, there were some snack bags on the coffee table and a pair of myopic glasses with large lenses, and the open magazines were thrown on the sofa at random, but they couldn't see the people who were flipping through them.
Zheng Xiujing shook off Yang Mo and hurriedly opened the door of Sika's room.
This was originally her room, and since she used a room with Yang Mo, this room was occupied by her Ernie, so she later found herself an empty room, although she didn't usually sleep in the new room.
"Ernie!"
Zheng Xiujing screamed in surprise, and ran to Sika's big bed with open arms, and there were two mask monsters sitting side by side on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed.
The two people on the bed were startled by Zheng Xiujing's shouting, and suddenly turned their heads and saw Zheng Xiujing pounce on them.
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"Ernie!"
"Ouch!"
"Ah, Zheng Xiujing!"
My sister is called, there is no doubt about it.
The two mask monsters took the boss's effort to move Zheng Xiujing away from her body, and then carefully tapped the edge of the mask with their fingers to make sure that the mask showed no signs of falling off, and then looked at Zheng Xiujing together.
"It's funny to see this scene."
At this time, Yang Mo put down his suitcase and walked in.
"Why are you coming in, this is the girls' room!"
Sika shouted.
Yang Mo pouted his head indifferently: "I chased Xiujing in." ” "Yang Mo, go out, this is the girl's room!"
Zheng Xiujing still fell to the pro-Ernie and expelled Yang Mo in turn.
"I suddenly remembered a story, Sika and Yuna are a couple, one day, the two of them happily put on masks, I thought they could be like this forever, but one day, Xiujing broke in, yelling that they couldn't ......"
Zheng Xiujing ran forward and pushed Yang Mo outside, and the two of them on the bed glared at him angrily, eager to beat him up.
"Why not!"
Yang Mo continued, "You two are already in love, why do you want to take away my lover!"
” "Yang Mo, you're crazy, get out!"
Zheng Xiujing screamed absurdly, Yang Mo half-pushed and half-pushed out of the door, and he was greeted by a loud bang of Zheng Xiujing's door.
He seemed to hear the door on the tip of his nose say, "Please forgive my faux pas, Smecta!"
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