There is something wrong with my Omega ex-wife [GL] [MTL]

Chapter 87

    Listening to Shen Shuyu's question, Yu Mo nodded and said, "If you want."

    Shen Shuyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

    The haze that had been in my heart these days was finally dispelled by half.

    Even if it was a dead end, Yu Mo's invitation would definitely go there happily.

    "Why would I be unwilling?" After speaking, Shen Shuyu put on his slippers again.

    Yu Mo watched Shen Shuyu walking towards him.

    Her silver eyes were full of joy, as if a handful of trivial diamonds were scattered in a cold pool.

    Bright and bright, especially moving.

    Yu Mo's brain was blunt, eroded by the wind and cold, and he looked lost.

    At this time, the doorbell rang for the delivery of food.

    This sound pulled out Yu Mo's soul who was about to be attracted by this cold pond.

    Two takeaways were placed on the seemingly small table at Yu Mo's house, but they were also full.

    The crockpot chicken was surrounded by various side dishes, and a set of dishes was set in front of the two of them.

    The exquisite light on the dining table was shining, and Shen Shuyu took the initiative to distribute health-preserving porridge from the porridge bucket to the two of them.

    Her long hair was hidden, her eyebrows were soothing, gentle and mellow.

    Yu Mo felt that the picture before him was too warm and too dreamy.

    It's like the daily life of two ordinary couples.

    It was like the daily life of her and Shen Shuyu that she had imagined countless times before her marriage in her last life.

    Yu Mo's gaze fell mistily on Shen Shuyu's hands, and what she said that day when she showed her heart to herself appeared in her mind.

    Did she fantasize like this before?

    Dreaming of living such an ordinary and warm life with myself.

    But what's the use of just thinking like this?

    She said it herself, but what she wanted to do was always impossible.

    The light that had just lit up in Yu Mo's eyes fell without being noticed by Shen Shuyu.

    Memories of the past played slowly in the chaotic and slow brain.

    Yu Mo remembered the cold food she had waited at the dinner table countless times.

    There are many times in which I personally cook and learn from the servants at home.

    In Yu Mo's sight, a blue-and-white porcelain bowl and Shen Shuyu's jade-white hand were explored.

    "Taste if this porridge tastes like before."

    Yu Mo took himself from the memory and nodded and accepted the porridge: "Thank you." Shen Shuyu looked at Yu Mo's face and said with a smile: "No You're welcome."

    Yu Mo took a bite of the porridge, a touch of ginger mixed with glutinous rice.

    This porridge still has the sticky taste it used to be.

    The boss will always survive the fire and the tattered craftsmanship is still what she remembered before.

    Yu Mo smiled faintly, and said: "It's still the same taste as before."