C564 There's a Woman at Home
C564 There's a Woman at Home
"You don't need to work today?"
During his recuperation overseas, the only way he could spend his time everyday was to play games with the Pomeranian profile picture. After a long time, he had figured out the other party's living condition.
Logically speaking, today was not a Sunday. The other party should be working.
"There's no need. I've taken a long vacation recently, and I'll have time in the future."
The Pomeranian avatar replied quickly.
Mo Nan was no longer worried. He continued to immerse himself in the game.
As for what Ling Wushuang was doing downstairs, he had long forgotten about it.
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There were many empty rooms in the villa.
Ling Wushuang tidied up a bedroom for herself and came out. She comfortably leaned against her bed.
She played with the phone that Director Guo gave him. She quickly operated the phone while muttering discontentedly.
"He really didn't recognize me..."
However, thinking about it, she was still young more than ten years ago. Plus, she didn't have many opportunities to return to the training camp, so it was only natural that Mo Nan forgot about her.
However, she didn't forget.
There were a total of seventeen or eighteen people in the training camp back then. They were often mentioned by her grandfather. Mo Nan was the only one who was often mentioned by her grandfather.
Gradually, she became more curious and concerned about the boy who was only a few years older than her.
Curiosity was a scary thing.
The more she knew about Mo Nan, the more Mo Nan's shadow lingered in her mind.
Later on, she took the initiative to appear in front of Mo Nan. Mo Nan, who was already irritated by the boring life in the training camp, quickly treated her as a friend.
At least that was what Ling Wushuang thought.
She did not have a clear memory of that time. She only vaguely remembered that Mo Nan would bring her to the woods from time to time and use the excuse of medical research to touch him.
When she grew up, she understood that the boy did not have good intentions.
"Bah!"
As if she suddenly remembered something, Ling Wushuang blushed and lightly spat. She lowered her head and looked at her chest which was well developed compared to her peers. She gritted her teeth and said,
"You have touched everything you should not touch. If you want to leave me now, I don't care. There is no way."
As she was distracted, the character in the game was killed immediately.
A certain someone immediately sent a bunch of question marks.
After the game ended, Mo Nan sent a lot of scolding words.
Ling Wushuang smiled even more happily.
Until night.
Jessica and Jee Xiaoxiao, who had gone crazy, finally remembered to go home. When they came back, they looked at Mo Nan who was sitting leisurely on the sofa and then looked at the figure that appeared in the kitchen. For a moment, they did not know where to ask.
Jessica came over with a sense of crisis and said pitifully,
"Idol, isn't it enough to have a woman at home?"
"Get lost."
Mo Nan pushed her away. "You are nothing. You have lived here for a few months. Tell me about it. Have you ever done cleaning and cooking?"
He looked at the busy figure in the kitchen as he spoke. It was as if he had just experienced the importance of having an opposite sex at home today. He said with satisfaction.
"Take a good look at her. I won't scare you. In the afternoon, I was wondering if I should let the two of you move out for the time being, considering the intensity of her work."
Jessica was silent all of a sudden. He did not care about being pitiful. He quickly ran to the kitchen and busied himself with Ling Wushuang.
Even if Ling Wushuang told her that she could be busy, she did not dare to leave.
"Tsk."
Jee Xiaoxiao sat next to Mo Nan and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen. He was so grateful that he forgot about Mo Nan.
He had never changed his mind about Jessica. If Jessica could really develop in the direction of a good wife and a good mother, he would definitely benefit the most.
"Get lost."
Mo Nan kicked him off the sofa.
Before Jee Xiaoxiao could say anything, he said angrily,
"Didn't you say she wasn't talking about you?"
"There are a lot of unwashed clothes in the laundry room. Hurry up and wash them."
Jee Xiaoxiao turned around angrily. He looked at Mo Nan, who was sitting leisurely. "What about you?"
"I am a wounded man."
He raised his walking stick.
It was a perfect excuse.
Jee Xiaoxiao quickly walked towards the laundry room with his head down.
The two living things in the house finally understood how to work. Mo Nan then sighed in relief. Not long after, Jessica ran over with a bowl of meat porridge in his hand. He tried to please Jessica.
Just when Mo Nan was about to take it, Ling Wushuang ran over quickly. She took the bowl and spoon first. She blew carefully and opened her mouth with the spoon in her hand.
"Ah ~"
Mo Nan cooperated and opened his mouth.
His old face turned red because of enjoyment. He could only think in his heart: The Taoist priest who passed by the door at a small time was indeed right. He really had the life of a young master.
"How about you stay at my house from now on?"
Mo Nan suddenly said.
Ling Wushuang obviously thought too much about what he said. She panicked and said, "Aiya." She blushed and threw it away in a panic.
Mo Nan was left on the sofa with his mouth open and his face covered.
Later, he looked at Jessica, who had secretly started to drink the meat porridge, and said in a depressed tone. "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, I don't think so," Jessica said.
Jessica shook his head and raised his bowl.
"This porridge is really delicious."
"That's mine!"
Mo Nan clenched his teeth.
"No!"
The next morning.
Yesterday was definitely the most comfortable day for Mo Nan. He opened his eyes early in the morning and looked at Ling Wushuang who was already standing by the bed. Only then did he put his heart back into his stomach.
Fortunately, it was not a dream.
"What are you doing?"
He looked at Ling Wushuang who was holding a pile of clothes and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"I'll help you choose your clothes."
Ling Wushuang saw that he had woken up and looked up seriously. "I heard that wearing clothes can affect a person's mood and mood is very helpful for the recovery of the body."
"Come, try this one."
Mo Nan didn't think much of it at first.
Half an hour later, he started to feel that something was wrong. He looked at Ling Wushuang, who was still trying hard to choose her clothes. He asked tentatively,
"Do you like things like training?"
"What is training?"
Ling Wushuang blinked her bright eyes. That day's appearance really made people not have the heart to doubt.
Mo Nan did not take it seriously when he saw this. He even felt uneasy in his heart. Could this girl be evil?
Fortunately, after changing a few more clothes, Ling Wushuang finally let him up with satisfaction.
Walking downstairs, Jessica and Ling Wushuang had already started to eat breakfast. Yesterday, the two of them were still a little uncomfortable with Ling Wushuang's arrival. At this moment, they had completely accepted the fact that there was another woman in the house.
"I finally don't need to eat soybean milk and fried dough sticks anymore in the future..."
Jessica drank the seafood soup as he exaggeratedly wiped his tears.
Jee Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement.
God knew that they had already reached the point of throwing up when they smelled the soybean milk and fried dough sticks Mo Nan used for a few months.
"Let's have Wellington steak for lunch."
Ling Wushuang put breakfast in front of Mo Nan as she looked at the two of them and said.
Jessica and Jee Xiaoxiao cheered.
Author Jun used two sets. Attack Speed Shoes + Endless Combat Blade + Lightning Blade + Vampire Blade + Dawn + Armageddon 2. Attack Speed Shoes + Vampiric Blade + Endless Combat Blade + Frost Lance + Dawn + Po Jun
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