Chapter 8: Dark Cuisine

Mu Ran woke up to the aroma of food.

It smells so good...... She swallowed unconsciously, and her stomach screamed at the right time. Mu Ran rubbed her eyes and sat up, the soft mattress under her and the fluffy quilt on her body reminded her that she was in bed.

She was surprised how she was in bed, and she remembered that she had slept on the couch yesterday.

Could it be that the Night Princesses brought her over? Where did he sleep last night?

She remembered the warm and wide embrace in the daze last night, her face suddenly became hot, and she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Mu Ran stepped on his slippers and went out, the aroma of food wafting from the exquisitely decorated open kitchen, and the tall and straight figure of the night courtier stood in front of the cooking table, wearing a cartoon apron that contrasted greatly with his own image.

But Mu Ran only felt warm in her heart, and she suddenly felt a sense of "home" at this moment.

The stomach rang again at the right time, and the night courtier in front of the cooking table turned his head and smiled softly at Mu Ran: "Wake up, go wash up first, and you can eat breakfast immediately." ”

"Good...... Good. ”

Mu Ran's face was red, a little embarrassed, he ran into the bathroom with his disobedient belly, hurriedly washed up, and poured a few more handfuls of cold water on his face, which finally made the blush on his face look less obvious.

When she returned to the table, she was taken aback: "You did all this?"

On the table are two delicate breakfasts, the eggs are fried just right, the yolk is not yet fully set when you poke it, and the bread is buttered, and the burnt aroma of the toast is appetizing.

The night minister looked at her with her mouth open and looked surprised, the corners of her lips unconsciously brought a little smile, and said dotingly: "Aren't you hungry? ”

Mu Ran was indeed hungry, picked up a piece of bread and took a bite, the bread was crispy, the butter evenly penetrated into the soft inside, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise when she took a bite of the sweetness.

Nightlord was amused by her appearance again, "Why? Do you think I must be the kind of person who cooks dark cuisine?"

"No, no, no!"

Mu Ran hurriedly shook his head, put down the bread he had bitten in his hand, and whispered, "I don't even know how to cook......

How long has it been since no one has taken such good care of her?

And when she came out, she saw the blankets and pillows folded on the couch, where the Night Retainers should have slept yesterday. Mu Ran was a little reluctant in his heart.

A big hand gently pressed her shoulder, and there was a faint smile in the voice of the night minister, and there was a hint of gentleness: "You only need one person in the family who can cook." ”

The word "home" warmed Mu Ran's heart a little.

The night courtier didn't know her, but he did so much for her, and he felt a little guilty, Mu Ran thought about it and said, "Let's go buy another bed on the weekend!"

The Night Imperial Minister didn't say anything, sat down in another position, and picked up the knife and fork: "Hurry up and eat breakfast, and I'll send you to the audition after eating." ”

Mu Ran raised his head busily: "Don't bother you, I'll just go by myself." ”

A pair of deep eyes of the night courtier stared at her elegant and delicate little face tightly: "Mu Ran, we are husband and wife." ”

Mu Ran was stunned for a moment, and understood the meaning of his words - since they are husband and wife, there is no need to be polite.

The night minister glanced at his watch, and his voice was quiet: "Eat quickly, it's too late, I'll send you." ”