Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257: 097: Mysterious Boss Tricks Zheng Xianjing, Rescuing Boss Ni_i

At this point, the snow outside had stopped.

Mo Qishen somehow found two large red scarves to put on the snowmen. These two snowmen, standing at the entrance of the milk tea shop, were attracting a lot of attention as if they were welcoming guests.

Ni Yang touched one snowman, then the other, exclaiming, “Brother Mo, you’re amazing!”

Ni Yang had hands that could heal and cook delicious dishes, could make all kinds of skincare products, but when it came to building snowmen, she was the kind of person who would fail as soon as she tried, despite knowing how to theoretically.

If she were tasked with building such a large snowman, she wouldn’t be able to do a good job even given a whole day…

Mentioning this, Mo Qishen modestly touched his nose tip, replying, “It’s okay, just okay.”

Ni Yang went on to say: “Brother Mo, I made breakfast, come eat with me.”

It was only a little past four o’clock, and she knew Mo Qishen hadn’t eaten yet, so during the lull in her cleanup, she made some breakfast.

When Mo Qishen heard there was food, his eyes lit up, replying “Great.”

The two then entered the noodle restaurant.

Ni Yang placed the cooked breakfast on the table.

Steamy milk tea, a couple of sunnyside up eggs, and a bowl of fragrant sour fish noodles. The surface of the noodles was evenly covered with a thin layer of sour fish, making it a mouth-watering, delectable dish.

As Mo Qishen sat down for breakfast, he asked, “Yangyang, aren’t you eating?”

Ni Yang took a sip of her milk tea, replying, “I’ve already eaten at home, a cup of milk tea is enough for me.”

Mo Qishen ate his meal slowly but with grace. Even when eating noodles, not a single sound could be heard. He was quiet and elegant.

Ni Yang just sat across from him, drinking her milk tea and chatting with him.

Soon, Mo Qishen finished his bowl of noodles, saying, “Yangyang, I’m done.”

“Brother Mo,” Ni Yang suddenly stood up, “Don’t move.”

“What’s wrong?” Mo Qishen was taken aback.

Ni Yang leaned closer to him. The light from the window seemed to drape her in a soft glow, making her seem radiant and surreal. Mo Qishen blanked out, his heart beating erratically, with the only sound he could focus on being the pounding of his own heartbeat.

In between his breaths, he could feel a warm breath, the air seemed to hold a mysterious tension.