Chapter Seventy-Eight: Wash Your Hands and Make Soup
"Huh?" Murong looked blankly at Zhai Mo who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"This is my home. Zhai Mo knew that Murong had just woken up, and he definitely didn't know where she was at the moment, so he took the lead in solving this question in her heart for Murong.
Hearing this, Murong was stunned for half a minute before he realized why he was here at the moment. "I'm sorry for the trouble again. โ
With such a polite attitude, Zhai Mo knew that Murong wanted to alienate him again. In this regard, Zhai Mo was very unhappy to ignore it.
"Is there anything uncomfortable?" probed Murong's forehead with his hand to make sure that there was no fever or anything like that, so he was relieved.
Murong shook his head.
"Do you want to drink water?"
This time, Murong did not refuse, but when Zhai Mo gave her water and was about to feed her, she stopped her. Zhai Mo didn't show an embarrassed expression, but handed the water cup in his hand to Murong.
It wasn't until Murong drank half a glass of water that Zhai Mo said again: "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"
Murong shook his head again.
"You haven't eaten all day today, how can you not be hungry, is it not an appetite, how about I ask someone to cook you some porridge to eat?"
Hearing this, Murong was surprised, how did he know that he hadn't eaten for a day?
Zhai Mo stretched out his hand to cover Murong's gaze, "Don't look at me with such surprised eyes, anyone with a little brain will know." โ
Murong Wen was angry, picked off Zhai Mo's claws with his hand, and glared at Zhai Mo without a little politeness, just now, is he indirectly indicating that she has no brains?
"Well, stay here for a while, I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat. After rubbing Murong's head with his hand, Zhai Mo got up and left.
Murong looked at the closed door almost frantically, as if he was treating the door as Zhai Mo, and he wanted to stare out of the door with a hole.
Meow, why did that arrogant man make such a move to her? It's easy to misunderstand, isn't it?
It's nerve-wracking.
Thinking of what her father said to her this morning, Murong unconsciously clenched her fists with both hands and slammed into the quilt that she had just thrown aside.
Keep your eyes closed and try not to show your vulnerability.
Half ringing.
Murong cleaned up his mood, and he also had too much to think about this room, grabbed the clothes that he put aside and walked out.
When he opened the door, Murong found that he didn't know what the layout of the house was, so he had no choice but to stand at the door and look at both sides of the corridor, looking for the light, and then went downstairs.
As soon as he arrived in the living room, he was so shaken by the light in the living room that he couldn't open his eyes, and in desperation, Murong could only stretch out his hand to block it, letting the light pass through the gaps in his fingertips to let his eyes slowly adapt to such a bright light. I don't know if it's because Murong is too big, or if Zhai Mo is already alert, Murong just stood still in the living room, and Zhai Mo, who was cooking porridge in the kitchen, found her.
Zhai Mo thought that Murong was hungry, so he couldn't wait, so he went downstairs. However, seeing Murong standing at the top of the stairs, I thought she was ...... because of his dress at this time
In order to show that he is also a normal person, and he still knows how to cook, Zhai Mo shook the spoon in his hand towards Murong, "The servants are asleep, and I can't call them up again at this time, so ......" This is the scene you see now~~ยท~."