Looking at Mo Leng, who was like when he was young, with his head down and eating rice in a bowl, Liang Jing said with a light smile: "It's all yours, eat slowly, eat so fast, and you're not afraid of choking!" ”

"Choke on something, a noodle, go upstairs and rest, stay up too late, there will be dark bags under your eyes." He is used to caring about her, but he is actually thinking about her, after all, he can't afford the appearance of the actress.

"Well, you can go up after eating, and I'll go back." Liang Jing didn't want to leave the person in front of her, and she couldn't stay with her like this all the time, but silently told herself in her heart that she had to adapt to the days without the person in front of her.

He got up, but when he was about to leave, he remembered the wine she had treasured for him.

I walked to the wine rack again, opened the cabinet door, took out the red bottle, and entered the dining room.

"The last time I shot an advertisement, the collector's edition given by the boss of the house seems to have a hundred years old, I don't know if it's true or not, you can try it."

"And such good goods?" Mo Leng put down his chopsticks, raised his hand and arm to take the wine glass that Liang Jing brought over: "Give me a taste." ”

When she gave Mo Leng a wine glass, she opened the wine, sat on the side and poured it for him, watched him put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and then took a sip: "How about this wine?" ”

"Yes, let's not talk about a hundred years of brewing." Mo Leng loves to drink as much as Lu Dingnian, but because the old man can't drink, he has to quit.

"Really?" Liang Jing smiled lightly, and liked to watch Mo Leng get drunk and look lawless.

Mo Leng poured himself another glass, and drank it freely: "Really, it's delicious......"

"It's good to drink, then you taste it slowly, and I'll go back and say the next line!" Liang Jing patted Mo Leng gently, then rubbed the strength of his shoulder, got up from the chair and walked towards the second floor.

"Hmm." Mo Leng's mind was on the wine, and he didn't pay attention to the reluctance and helplessness in leaving people's eyes, and said to himself: "It's really good wine, delicious, delicious ......"

After a sip of wine, the spicy feeling made him unbearable, but there was not much noodles left in the bowl.

"This man, as before, likes to waste."

Saying that, Mo Leng picked up the bowl of the person opposite, ate the noodles that Liang Jing had only eaten one bite of, and said to himself.

"The wine is delicious, the noodles are even more delicious, if you can eat this noodles every day, you will get fat if you cover it, haha."

It seems that at this moment, Mo Leng also found that no matter how long he and Liang Jing hadn't seen each other, when they met, not only did they not feel strange, but they became more intimate.

Mo Leng said it easily, and when it fell on Liang Jing's ears, it was the happiness of a long stream.

She is not a movie queen, so she performed her life stupidly.

A person who loves someone very much, but never treats him. Table. Dew. Half a point of life.

……

With Mo Leng at home, the inexplicable sleep is naturally unsteady.

He, who had been smoking in the study, also walked out of the room when he heard sparse footsteps in the hallway, and walked towards the location with the light.

Then he hid in a corner and listened silently to the conversation between the two in the restaurant.

He listened very seriously, so seriously that the sighs of the two people never fell.

It wasn't until the woman left disappointed and the man was talking to himself in the kitchen that he left with lighter steps.

After returning to the study, he lay in his room and closed his eyes slightly.

The moment the eyes closed, the line of hot tears slowly flowed down with the curvature of the corners of the eyes.

Yes, he and Liang Jing have long since separated.

To be honest, they are no longer husband and wife, and after she gave birth to twins, they are no longer husband and wife.