After arriving at Mo Ning's dormitory, the timid Mo Ning wanted to open the door, just like the scene when Zhao An came to her home for the first time.

However, when Zhao An casually closed the door, Mo Ning was too embarrassed to open it again deliberately.

"Click..." The moment the door closed, Mo Ning's face instantly turned red.

"Do you have a stomachache this morning?" When only two people were left, Zhao An asked about Mo Ning's condition while washing his hands.

"It took a while, but it's much better now." Mo Ning responded in a low voice while giving Zhao An chopsticks.

At this moment, it was originally just a very ordinary concern and greeting, but Mo Ning was a little dazed for a moment.

At this moment in front of her, Mo Ning seemed to have seen it from her brother and sister-in-law.

The elder brother was also washing his hands, and then casually and calmly turned around and asked his sister-in-law how the family was doing today... Are the two children having trouble...

At this moment, it seems like a couple is living their lives.

Mo Ning didn't know why his mind thought of these things, but at this moment, Mo Ning felt the warmth of home.

At the same time, Mo Ning also became more aware of her sister-in-law's surprise.

She is a woman who stays at home alone every day, watching over her two children and living a boring and lonely life.

Apart from her children, she doesn't even have anyone to talk to.

Even casual care and greetings like Zhao An's are a luxury for my sister-in-law.

Zhao An didn't realize Mo Ning's emotions, but wiped his hands with Mo Ning's towel.

Although Zhao An has bought his own towel, because he has never lived with a mysophobia patient before, the chord in his mind is not always tense.

After wiping his hands, Zhao An realized that something was broken...

"I...that...I'm sorry..." Zhao An wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they only turned into an apology.

Mo Ning, who was preparing the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and saw the shaking towel when he heard Zhao An's sudden apology.

"It's okay..." Mo Ning glanced at the towel, then at Zhao An, and quickly expressed his stance!

This is just a trivial matter. If it were done to an ordinary person, Zhao An would not only not be apologetic, but perhaps it is just a little fun between lovers.

Men and women in love use each other's things. Doesn't this mean acceptance and affirmation?

Because of my mysophobia, this small gesture of mutual acceptance seems to have turned into a mistake.

Mo Ning felt a little uncomfortable. It was the first time she hated her mysophobia.

If she lived like this every day, it would be completely different from the emotional life she imagined, or even her future married life.

Mo Ning doesn't want his life to be like this kind of restricted, uneasy, nervous and uneasy life.

I am always worried that using something belonging to a mysophobic patient will make the other person extremely unhappy.

Just in the corridor outside the door, in this collective dormitory building.

Mo Ning has seen many mutual love affairs...

Looking at the happiness of others, although in the past days, Mo Ning never thought about his love life, he only wanted to help his sister-in-law raise their two children.

However, in the dead of night, my fantasy of getting married will flash through my mind.

After all, Mo Ning still looks forward to a happy life of his own.

It's just that this excessive mysophobia will make two people feel distant and gradually become like strangers.

No emotion can withstand this kind of torture...

"It's okay..." Perhaps to emphasize that he really didn't care, Mo Ning repeated it again.

Even, in order to strengthen this emphasis, Mo Ning took the initiative to reach out his hand for the first time, took Zhao An's hand and asked him to sit down and prepare to eat.

This kind of active reaching out means that Mo Ning accepts the man in front of him and accepts everything he touches here, including himself...

People say that women are made of water, and their emotions are always sensitive and delicate.

Just in this small scene, Mo Ning's emotions fluctuated one after another.

It's just...Zhao An's brain is a little slow to react.

At this time, Zhao An only has two emotions...

First, it’s screwed. I accidentally used this little germanic woman’s towel.

Towels are a matter of personal hygiene when you are younger, but they can even be labeled as personal items if you are older.

Second, she actually took the initiative to pull herself, her delicate hands were so slippery! Damn...

This is how men are, after reason encounters desire, they will be filled with something in an instant.

A simple and heartwarming meal...

However, there was one small detail that made Zhao An very emotional.

The portion of stir-fried pork with Chinese cabbage in front of me contained only six to seven slices of meat.

In fact, to be more accurate, the unit "piece" should not be used to describe it.

To be precise, they should be small strips of meat, or small diced meat.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the meat automatically fell in front of Zhao An as he ate it.

According to Chinese dining etiquette, most well-educated people will only eat the side facing themselves when eating.

I won’t use my chopsticks to cross the entire dish and go to the other side to pick and choose.

However, those little meat strips or diced meat seemed to have grown legs, and they ran to Zhao An's side as they ate.

This is not a fantasy story, nor is it a magic trick...

Of course Zhao An understood what was going on. It was just that this woman had given all the meat to herself.

Even when Zhao An realized this and stopped taking the initiative to eat meat, Mo Ning picked up the two remaining diced meats on the plate and put them in Zhao An's bowl.

At this time, although this behavior is similar to Kong Rong's giving pear, it contains a huge amount of information.

People with unclean hearts may think that Mo Ning is too deliberate.

Deliberately pretending to be poor, deliberately giving the meat to Zhao An, what he is selling is a good character.

Mingming's one day's income is almost equal to the salary level of the past month. He is so frugal when cooking, even cutting the meat into small and small pieces...

Its purpose is nothing more than to arouse men's sympathy and finally win their love and affection.

However, a man with a more open heart would not subjectively think that Mo Ning acted deliberately.

It is difficult for a person who is used to being frugal to completely subvert his living habits.

Zhao An has been to Mening's kitchen in the corridor's public kitchen and seen her kitchen facilities.

First it was tidy, then it was shabby...

Condiments alone are much less than those of our neighbors.

In addition to salt jars and soy sauce jars, the condiments in Mening's kitchen don't even have vinegar jars.

A woman who is not even jealous...

There are no other condiments in the kitchen, especially those related to meat dishes.

Not to mention the unrealistic seafood...

After all, these days, cold chain transportation is almost non-existent. Even if seafood is transported to the ground in the capital in winter, I believe Mening would be reluctant to buy it.

Just talking about the condiments commonly used in pork dishes in the north, you can’t even see them in Mo Ning’s kitchen.

There are no peppercorns, star anise, ginger, or tangerine peel...

Even if these things were from the 1980s, Zhao An was sure they were worthless, but they did not appear in Mo Ning's kitchen.

There must be only one reason for this, and that is that Mening doesn't need these things at all on weekdays. This means that this woman is reluctant to buy meat.

For a woman who is so stingy with herself, after having a partner, being able to cook a meat dish is already a huge breakthrough.

Zhao An doesn't expect that this woman will be like chicken, duck or fish whenever she makes a move...

Everything she has done so far is already very good.

"Can you make braised pork? And braised lion's head... It would be good to stew chicken and drink some soup." After realizing what he was doing, Zhao An started ordering and at the same time took out his money.

Zhao An did not give the money to Mo Ning, but took a thick stack of money and put it in the drawer of the desk that Mo Ning was currently using.

Looking at Zhao An's actions, Mo Ning looked at the oil star that was not visible at all in the dish...

"Maybe it's too bland, right? Maybe there's too little meat..." Mo Ning realized the problem.

However, just when Mening was a little embarrassed and lowered his head in thought, Zhao An's words almost made Mening slam the bowl of noodles in front of him directly on Zhao An's head.

"You should take some supplements...Although at your age, you may not grow again, but if you gain weight, you might be able to get bigger." When Zhao An said this, he kept staring at Mo Ning.

Look at the chest.

Originally, Mo Ning was still a little ashamed and embarrassed, but it was instantly washed away. Now with a red face, a red neck, and red ears, she wanted to fight Zhao An desperately.

"Hey...I heard that the size of the item determines whether the child will be able to eat enough in the future!
To be continued...