Chapter 122 I accompany you to Longjiang, can't you accompany me to Hangzhou? (Kneeling for a r
Chen Mo slept well last night.
Maybe it was a psychological factor, maybe it was the effect of alcohol. In the early morning, just as the sun rose, Chen Mo woke up.
A bottle of red wine naturally cannot make two people drunk.
Therefore, the wonderful events that happened before, did not happen again this time.
The door of the small bedroom was open as usual. After getting up, Chen Mo walked out of the small bedroom and saw that the door of the big bedroom was also not closed.
The open door allowed Chen Mo to see the spring inside at a glance.
Strands of golden sunlight passed through the curtains, sprinkled on the floor, and scattered on the bed.
Lin Xiaqing, still wearing Chen Mo's white shirt, was riding on the quilt with his back to the door, and was sleeping soundly.
This was the first time that Chen Mo got up earlier than Lin Xiaqing.
It was also the first time I saw Lin Xiaqing's sleeping position from outside the door.
The slender and fair thighs seemed to have magical powers, attracting Chen Mo's eyes.
Chen Mo's shirt was very wide for Lin Xiaqing. When wearing it normally, it could cover half of his thigh.
It was even longer than the suspender dress that Lin Xiaqing wore.
However, at this moment, because of the sleeping position, the originally long shirt was naturally rolled up a little.
This seems very tempting.
In addition, Lin Xiaqing was riding on the quilt at the moment, and Chen Mo suddenly felt a surge of anger in his lower abdomen.
It's morning.
Morning is the time when blood flows backwards and rises into the sky...
guilt guilt...
Lin Xiaqing was attracted by an alluring aroma.
Walking out of the big bedroom, I saw Chen Mo slowly working in the kitchen.
"Are you awake? Take a shower and get ready for breakfast."
Chen Mo turned his head and looked at Lin Xiaqing, who had just woken up and seemed still a little lazy, and said.
"Well, what did you make delicious? It smells so good?"
Lin Xiaqing didn't go to the bathroom, but probed his head to see what delicious food Chen Mo was cooking.
"You go to wash first, you'll be fine right away, you'll find out later."
Chen Mo deliberately blocked Lin Xiaqing's sight and continued.
Lin Xiaqing could only nod when he heard the words.
Go to wash now.
...
On the dinner table, there are two bowls of vegetable porridge and a plate of fried buns.
"Come on, Queen Lin, how about trying this fried bun?"
Chen Mo pushed the fried buns he made to Lin Xiaqing.
Lin Xiaqing picked up a fried bun and wondered:
"You did this?"
The steamed buns were not hot enough, but they smelled good.
Lin Xiaqing was seduced by this fragrance.
"How can I have this ability," Chen Mo waved his hand and said:
"It's over there in the park. There's a bun shop run by a native of Hangcheng. Everyone says it tastes authentic, but his family may be too busy to make raw fried buns. I buy it and fry it myself."
Chen Mo knew that Lin Xiaqing was from Hangcheng, and he used to eat fried buns for breakfast, so he bought it and made it himself.
However, after all, it is the first time to make it, and even though it is facing the teaching video on Douyin, it is still average.
However, fortunately, the buns themselves taste good, because they should not be too bad.
Lin Xiaqing was stunned for a moment. She knew that Chen Mo was not very good at cooking, but unexpectedly, she made a fried bun for herself.
With a sigh, Lin Xiaqing took a light bite.
Although the heat of the raw frying is not enough, there is no special fragrance that comes out of frying, but the buns themselves are juicy and thick, and the taste is not bad.
The magic capital is very close to Hangzhou. Many people from Hangzhou have opened restaurants in the magic capital, and the locals also like to eat fried buns. Therefore, Lin Xiaqing can actually eat authentic fried buns often.
However, for some unknown reason, although Chen Mo's fried buns were average, Lin Xiaqing felt that they were the second best fried buns he had ever eaten.
The best food is made by my mother at home.
However, because of his busy work, Lin Xiaqing has not been home for a long time.
"Chen Mo, do you have any other arrangements after returning from Longjiang during the 11th holiday?"
Lin Xiaqing, who was gently biting the fried dumplings, asked suddenly.
After eleven?
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Lin Xiaqing meant.
"There are no special arrangements. After I come back, it will be some matters of our company. Others, I don't know..."
"What? Is there something wrong?"
Lin Xiaqing did not answer directly, but raised his head, looked at Chen Mo, and continued to ask:
"Then have you been to Hangcheng?"
Hangcheng?
Chen Mo shook his head, he had never been there.
Seeing Chen Mo shaking his head, Lin Xiaqing was overjoyed and said happily:
"Then let's go to Hangcheng for a few days. How about I'll be your guide?"
Hangcheng?
guide?
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, why did he feel something was wrong?
But what's wrong?
Seeing Chen Mo dumbfounded, Lin Xiaqing pouted and asked in a condensed voice:
"Why, I accompany you to Longjiang, but you can't accompany me to Hangzhou?"
Chen Mo was suddenly a little stunned.
Why do you want to accompany me to Longjiang?
Didn't you ask me to accompany you to the music festival, and then took the initiative to accompany me back to Longjiang?
However, seeing Lin Xiaqing's pouted mouth, Chen Mo decisively swallowed the question, took a mouthful of porridge, and said:
"There's nowhere, there is Lin Datian as a guide to play in Hangzhou, I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it..."
snort!
Lin Xiaqing fiercely took a bite of the water-cooked bun, and groaned twice in his heart.
Smelly Chen Mo, count you as acquainted...
...
After a thrilling breakfast, it was already a quarter past eight in the morning.
Looking at Lin Xiaqing who was wiping his lips happily, Chen Mo suddenly remembered a certain scene from last night.
"Sin of sin..."
Naturally, Lin Xiaqing didn't know what Chen Mo was thinking. After a day when he was full, he picked up his phone, checked the time, and prepared to ask Qin Xiaoru to pick him up and Chen Mo to the airport.
"Well, at a quarter past eight, it's time for Xiaoru to leave..."
Um?
Suddenly, Lin Xiaqing's small hand shook and exclaimed:
"Ah! It's broken!"
Chen Mo, who was washing dishes, turned his head, looked at Lin Xiaqing who was startled, and asked:
"What's wrong? I feel like I've eaten too much now, is it a little late?"
Out of ten fried buns, you ate 8...
Chen Mo has resentment.
"Oops, no, it's a new song!"
Lin Xiaqing operated the phone without raising his head, ignoring Chen Mo's sarcasm.
"I'm going to release a new song 'Mo' today, I forgot to post on Weibo..."
Chen Mo was slightly stunned, thinking that he can forget this?
Sure enough, women can't overfeed.
Not only will you gain weight, but your brain may also be unusable.
8:20.
Lin Xiaqing's Weibo status was finally updated.
New song: Ink, released.
Ink originates from black soil, hoping that the black soil that nourishes the earth will always be fertile, and the white clouds cruising in the sky will always be free.
Imperial Music Festival, here I come!
Lyrics: One or two black soil.
Vocals: Lin Xiaqing.
...
"I'll go, startle me, I thought Lin Datian wouldn't sing today?"
"Tomorrow is the opening of the Imperial Capital Music Festival. How can Lin Tianhou not release a new song, haha, although it's a few minutes late to update Weibo."
"However, the name of this song is a bit strange, is it a single word 'mo'?"
...
On the Internet, the release of the new song "Mo" immediately suppressed the hot search of the Imperial Music Festival.
Lin Xiaqing continued to occupy the first place in the hot search list.
The third, fourth and fifth on the hot search list are Lin Xiaqing's three new songs, A Diao, Foam and Zuo Zhiyue.
Song Yuling breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw that Lin Xiaqing's Weibo on her phone was finally updated.
Song Yuling was too lazy to ask where Lin Xiaqing spent the night.
She's not a fool, can't she know now?
Looking at Qin Xiaoru, who was driving with Dudu's mouth and humming, singing A Diao while driving, Song Yuling felt annoyed in her heart.
This girl actually cheated herself with Xia Qing.
Lin Xiaqing and Chen Mo really have something to do, is their objection valid?
Besides, can you object?
I am not sick...
"Stinky girl, hurry up, you're babbling, be careful to deduct your salary!"
Looking at Song Yuling next to her in amazement, the little girl felt a little wronged.
"Sister Ling, aren't you... menopause, right?"
Song Yuling...