318 I can't hold it

"Naturally. Di Mingjue snorted disdainfully.

Who else can make it except Benjun?

Mu Yan was really stunned this time, "You, cook for me with your own hands?"

"Naturally!" is the same answer.

"But why?"

is obviously a high-ranking emperor, and it is clear that this person from the martial arts continent is just an insignificant ant to him.

Clearly...... He should be the one who is admired by all the people in the world, who makes all women flock to him and love him like crazy.

Why should such a person put on such a ridiculous apron and wash his hands and make soup for himself.

Di Mingjue approached her slightly, and said slowly: "Because, Mu Yan, the food you made is too unpalatable, and it is not good for your health." ”

The blue tendons on Mu Yan's forehead jumped suddenly.

This bastard! Touched or something, it's really a floating cloud.

She curled the corners of her lips and showed a mocking and seductive smile, "It's not good for your health, but you still ate so much that day?" I thought you were very satisfied with my craftsmanship!"

"Well, satisfied. Di Mingjue's face did not change his color, "As long as it is made by Mu Yan, I am satisfied." It doesn't matter if you eat it for the rest of your life. ”

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment.

But I heard Di Mingjue continue: "However, you and Xiaobao can't. Your body is weak, Xiaobao is still a child, you can't eat those ...... In the future, I will be responsible for what you have made for me, and I will be responsible for your diet. ”

"As I said, the chef who makes these dishes can keep him with you for the rest of your life as long as you like it. ”

Mu Yan looked at him in a daze, and there was a roar in his ears, as if he could hear the deafening heartbeat for a while.

Her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

She thought that there might not be a person in this world who, like the man in front of her, could forget his identity and do anything for her that did not conform to his identity.

Mu Yan had a bad premonition.

If Di Mingjue's feelings have always been so fiery and resolute.

If so, if she continues to get along with this man day and night, she will soon ...... I can't keep my heart anymore.

"What are you doing stupidly looking at me?" Di Mingjue frowned slightly, and put vegetables into her plate again, her movements were gentle, but her tone was a little unkind, "Even if you want to cultivate the Epiphany Flower, you can't skip eating." In the future, if you let me know that you don't eat anything for four hours and only care about playing the piano, you won't want to see Xiaobao again. ”

This time, Mu Yan rarely did not contradict him.

Instead, he silently sent the dish that Di Mingjue had brought over to his mouth.

The stir-fry is spicy and delicious, and when I eat it in Mu Yan's mouth, I only feel a faint sourness and a faint sweetness.

Seeing that Di Mingjue was still picking up vegetables for herself.

Mu Yan suddenly picked up a piece of shrimp and stuffed it into Di Mingjue's mouth at once, "Don't you want to try your own craftsmanship?"

Di Mingjue was stunned for a moment, and then chewed the shrimp into his stomach expressionlessly.

No one noticed, and the roots of his ears were quietly red.

The corners of the mouth also curled up in a shallow arc.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly coughed lightly and said, "Benjun is also hungry, you continue to give Benjun food." ”

He wouldn't say that his current body doesn't need to eat any food at all.

Even if it is in the Yanwu Continent, it will not be hungry at all.

Mu Yan blinked, "Aren't the chopsticks there?"

The man on the other side frowned, looking very unhappy, "Benjun is tired." ”

So tired that you don't even have the strength to eat?

But you have the strength to clip a lot of vegetables for her?

Mu Yan rolled his eyes, but he didn't pierce the man.