Chapter: 1889
Lan Yanxi was dumbfounded. She leaned against the wall next to her, staring at the delicious beef noodles with her beautiful eyes. The shiny soup made her lick her lips.
It seems that if Ling Mofeng hadn't been in politics, he might be a good seed of a top chef.
Bah, bah, how could she be thinking so wildly?
If Ling Mofeng knew that she regarded him as a cook at the moment, would he kick her out of the door?
"Ling Mofeng, I remember you said before that you know a little cooking, but I didn't expect you to cook so many delicious foods. Where did you learn it?" Lan Yanxi wanted to know him better, because, is there a lot of secrets hidden in this man?
"I studied in the army!" Ling Mofeng answered her lightly.
"Oh, so that's the case, have you ever been a soldier?" Lan Yanxi couldn't help asking.
"Yes!" Ling Mofeng answered lightly.
Lan Yanxi bit her lower lip lightly: "No wonder you have such a good figure..."
"What are you talking about?" Ling Mofeng actually heard what she said clearly, and his thin lips raised a bit, but he wanted to tease her, so he asked this on purpose.
"Ah, it's nothing, I didn't say anything!" Lan Yanxi sneaked a few glances at his broad back with a guilty conscience. This man's figure is really good, tall and strong, which makes people feel safe at first glance.
Ling Mofeng filled two bowls of beef noodles and walked out of the restaurant with them: "Okay, eat quickly, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes!"
"Oh! Ling Mofeng!" Lan Yanxi wrung her small hands in front of her face. When she saw him walking upstairs, she couldn't help but quickly stopped him. The man turned his head, his eyes slightly startled.
"Thank you!" Lan Yanxi immediately expressed her gratitude, staying at his home without any sacrifice, and letting others take care of herself like this, Lan Yanxi was ashamed, so when it was time to say thank you, she would never be stubborn.
Ling Mofeng knew that this girl was a simple-minded person, but when she heard her thank you personally, she still looked a little dazed, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
The man didn't answer her anything, but after being stunned for two seconds, he continued to turn around and walk upstairs.
Lan Yanxi bit her lip, did he hear her sincerity just now?
The moment Ling Mo Feng turned around, his thin lips lifted up. For some reason, when someone said thank you to him, he would doubt the authenticity of it, but the woman's sincere eyes just now made him feel good, so it must be true.
When Ling Mofeng went downstairs again, he was already in a dark suit with a white shirt and a dark tie. He might have an important itinerary today. He was dressed very orthodoxly, with a serious look, just like the one he saw under the camera every day. He was so serious that people dare not be presumptuous in front of him.
Lan Yanxi was sucking a noodle, but seeing him appearing in front of her in vain, she couldn't help choking, and was choked by a noodle. Fortunately, she bit off the noodle in time, otherwise she didn't know how hard it would be to choke.
Seeing her covering her lips and coughing fiercely, Ling Mofeng looked at her strangely: "What's wrong? Is the cold serious?"
"No, no, I'm fine, it's just that the noodles you cooked are so delicious, I'm a little anxious to eat!" Lan Yanxi dared not tell the truth, because he choked with fright because of his ascetic appearance.
Ling Mofeng frowned, just now he felt that this woman's eyes were sincere, but now she was lying, she didn't blush or breathe, women are really difficult creatures.
"By the way, didn't you just say that you have something important to tell me? What's the matter?" Lan Yanxi quickly changed the subject, lest he doubt himself again.
"Didn't you ask me to arrange a job for you? I arranged for you to be the receptionist in the lobby. Your job is very easy. How about answering the phone, registering, and delivering information?" Ling Mofeng introduced lightly.
"Okay, I'm fine, but just ask me, can I get in touch with you in this job?" Lan Yanxi looked at him with a smile and asked, not at all disgusted with this job.
Ling Mofeng frowned again, does this woman really have no demands? Still happy like a fool.
"No!" Ling Mofeng's voice became a little colder.
"Ah?" Lan Yanxi looked disappointed.
Seeing her extremely disappointed look, Ling Mofeng couldn't help being amused by her, and said in a low voice: "What? You hope that your work can have contact with me?" JrNovels.com