Love at first sight: Good morning, Doctor Gao Leng

Chapter 44 Don't You Have a Problem?

Night fell, twilight came quietly.A round of bright moon that will not be round gradually rises to the sky.The silvery white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, like spreading a soft net; or through the window, smearing a thin layer of powder on the face.

This kind of night is very gentle and romantic, which makes Mo Xiaonian really want to write some poems.I really can't think of any poems that fit the scene.Alas, who told her that although she inherited her mother's beauty and cooking skills, she didn't have a bit of her mother's literary genes.

As a veritable science student, Mo Xiaonian had given up her cultivation of literature since high school, and she had no feeling for the flowers and plants and Yingying Yanyan in those poems, and always felt hypocritical.Later, when I went to university, I dealt with bottles and small animals in the laboratory all day long.Even if occasionally there are a few poems that can resonate with her, and she only thinks that the beauty is beautiful when she reads them, but she often forgets them within a few days.

She has always believed that her heart is delicate and affectionate.It's a pity that she accidentally entered the wrong line of work at the beginning, obliterating her talent.

It is rare that there is such a poem "this feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already lost at that time" that she can not only feel beautiful, but also remember it.This must be a good poem.

At this moment, faced with such beautiful scenery on such a beautiful day, this poem came to her mind again, and she wanted to chant it affectionately to express her feelings.But I can still vividly remember the scene where she was mercilessly ridiculed by Zhao Lingfeng because she often recited this poem in school.

Forget it, this guy has always been a master at destroying the atmosphere, maybe he will say that her literary quality is low.

Mo Xiaonian searched for other beautiful lines in her mind so that Zhao Lingfeng could see that she was no longer what she used to be. She was a cultured person with a high appreciation for literature.However, I couldn't think of a suitable poem for a long time.

And Zhao Lingfeng, who had gone to the toilet several times because he drank too much water, saw her scratching her head in a state of contemplation when he came out of the bathroom, and asked curiously,
"Momo, I'm thinking about some important national affairs again. Tell me, and I'll answer your questions."

As he spoke, he took another sip of water, sat beside her and looked at her tenderly, with an air of being ready to laugh at her at any time.

Mo Xiaonian recovered from his contemplation, and suddenly wanted to tease him, so he stared back at him inscrutablely, pointed his fingers from top to bottom, and said maliciously,
"Dr. Zhao, according to statistics, you have drank about eight glasses of water and used the toilet three times in this hour. You can't be, is there a problem?"

After finishing speaking, I felt a burning gaze from the other side towards her.Um, did she say something wrong?Just kidding, why is he so stingy.

Although she felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said, she still lowered her head gradually under Zhao Lingfeng's scrutinizing gaze, thinking silently
"He didn't hear didn't hear didn't hear—"

Then, she felt her waist being embraced by a pair of big hands.When he looked up, his long eyelashes were sweeping across his resolute chin.His chin is very clean, and he has a light but very hard beard when you look closely, with a unique breath.She tried hard to restrain her urge to reach out and touch her, swallowed, pointed her slender fingers in the direction of the bedroom, and told him with mouth shape,

"Don't mess around, my mother is inside."

Zhao Lingfeng, who received her message, smiled heartily and nodded obediently, but the big hand on the waist branch did not intend to leave at all. Instead, he turned sideways, and the two of them fit together completely.

Since she was helping in the kitchen just now, Mo Xiaonian slightly tied up her big wavy hair that was originally hanging over her shoulders.The ones that couldn't be tied in the front were pinned behind the ears. When I lowered my head at this moment, the few strands of hair behind the ears all fell down, covering the small and delicate eyebrows.

Feeling that these few strands of hair were really in the way, he stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of highlighted hair on her cheek, and could smell the faint fragrance of shampoo.He still remembers that she always loved to use orange-flavored toiletries, which made people "very appetizing".

Afterwards, he slowly pinned the hair behind the ear, slid his fingertips down the hair, and lightly touched the pinna lightly, and the pinna instantly became scalding hot, which tended to spread to the whole body.

Mo Xiaonian felt as if a slight tremor had been aroused in her body, and felt that he was slowly approaching her, whispering a few words in his ear,

"Then let's go out, tonight's food—a bit salty."

His voice was not full of banter as usual, but rather blurred, accompanied by heavy breathing.As soon as she raised her head, her eyelashes swept across his chin again, which made her blush and her heart beat, she quickly buried her head, and murmured,
"Where is the food, where is it salty, it's okay for me to eat."

He simply rested his chin on her smooth and delicate forehead to prevent her from moving.Then he said unhurriedly,

“Mushroom Soup~”

Having said that, Mo Xiaonian immediately understood, what he said was that the mushroom soup was too salty.It's no wonder that he drank the whole pot of soup by himself, and she and her mother didn't even taste the scum, so naturally they didn't know how it tasted.

Could it be that he took a pot of soup so abnormally for himself just now because he didn't want them to eat it?It's no wonder he drank such a big pot of soup and poured several glasses of water into his stomach, but she still tried to laugh at him, which is too inconsiderate!
"Then, you all know that this soup is so salty, why do you eat it all? Just say it, throw it away, or add some water to it and make it again."

Mo Xiaonian asked him like this, it was not like Zhao Lingfeng who acted so stupidly.

Then, she tried to get rid of the confinement of his chin, but she had no choice but to give up after working hard for a long time.

Zhao Lingfeng has unprecedented patience at this moment, and is also happy to watch her doing useless work in his arms.He didn't intend to tell her at first, but after thinking about it now, he decided to speak out.

"Momo, my aunt's illness sometimes makes her forget what she just cooked. Tonight's soup is not so salty. I think my aunt may have added salt more than once when cooking..."

Hearing what he said, Mo Xiaonian's heart sank, she was already prepared to face all kinds of situations that might arise with her mother.But she didn't expect that such a small matter would make her a little overwhelmed.

Xu felt that the person in his arms suddenly froze, he squeezed her hand tightly, and said in a lighter tone,

"Don't worry, I'm here. The reason why I didn't say it at the time was because I was afraid that my aunt would be disappointed and you would be sad. But I think you should know about your aunt's situation, and you should be strong so that your aunt has enough confidence Emotion is very important to this disease, understand?"

"Hmm~"

(End of this chapter)