The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Xie Xize has nothing to say, let him do everything silently, and...doing well.

The carrots were cut into squares, and each piece was cut into small pieces, the same as those measured with a ruler. Moreover, after being cut, they were put on a plate and piled neatly.

Mo Yanyang took a look, held back, and turned to laugh.

A severe patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The spicy strips are the same as him.

Mo Yanyang couldn't help but sigh at this time, life, blood, is amazing.

After a while, Mo Yanyang couldn't help asking: "Uncle Wu, do you also study genetics?"

"Ok."

"That...Like, obsessive-compulsive disorder, why is this also inherited? Does this belong to the genes?"

Xie Xize, who was picking leeks, stopped and raised his head to look at Mo Yanyang.

"I don't mean anything else, it's pure curiosity, just curiosity... Don't you think you and La Tiao are too similar in terms of cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Xie Xize said seriously: "He is my son, like me, very normal..."

Mo Yanyang: "..."

People are all looks, but you even look like this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, are you... too father and son?

Xie Xize continued to pick the leeks, and after washing them, put the leeks neatly aside to dry.

"What else?"

"Or, cut it...onion."

"it is good."

A minute later, Mo Yanyang looked up and saw Xie Xize’s particularly serious side face. His eye sockets were already hot red with onions, and tears could flow out in the next second, but he seemed to feel no sense. Still orderly.

He pursed his lips, his expression was serious, the kitchen knife in his hand seemed to be a scalpel.

I really think at this moment, what he is cutting is not an onion, but is doing a very important experiment that concerns the fate of mankind.

Mo Yanyang called out: "Uncle Wu..."

Xie Xize raised his head: "Um..."

His eyes were red, and tears hung on his eyelashes. As he raised his head, tears flowed down his cheeks.

Mo Yanyang's pupils shrank, she had a desire to possess her, kiss his cheek, and kiss away the tears.

Xie Xize subconsciously raised his hand to wipe.

Mo Yanyang's heart suddenly jumped in this second, and then she felt that the violent beating just now seemed to push away a heavy stone that was originally pressed by her heart.

The place on my chest, suddenly...relaxed.

The originally depressed, uncomfortable, apprehensive, uneasy... seemed to disappear with the disappearance of the fast stone.

Mo Yanyang didn't know why, probably because of his seriousness for that second, the moment he looked up in a daze, he looked awkward when he raised his hand to wipe his tears.

Maybe, when his tears came down, it was too pretty.

In short, Mo Yang Yang felt that the problems that had plagued her for many days before, just disappeared inexplicably...

She thought, probably after all, Xie Xize's beauty has not been matched.

Xie Xize saw Mo Yanhua looking at him in shock, and asked: "What's the matter, why do you look at me like this?"

His eye sockets were still red, and his nose was a little red. He looked... dumb, but he was surprisingly good-looking, which made Mo Yanyang's heart waver.

Mo Yanyang shook his head: "Nothing."

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned in and kissed her eyes, very lightly and quickly.

Xie Xize petrified instantly, and was stunned.

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