"Then you do it slowly, I'll go upstairs and sleep for a while." She slept at three o'clock in the middle of the night last night, and it was morning for him to clean up.

"Well, there you go! I'm ready to call you. ”

An Yuran glanced at her uneasily, Mu Xiaoran kept waving at him, and finally he went upstairs to prepare to believe her once.

Mu Xiaoran worked hard to search the ingredients and methods of pasta last time he checked on the Internet in his mind.

Finally, take out the tomatoes from the refrigerator and some ingredients, cut them, put them in the pot and copy them to cook.

An Yuran felt that she was awakened by hunger, and walked downstairs in confusion. "Xiao Ran, okay, no."

"Alright, alright, right away." She's scrambling around, she's only going to cook home-cooked food, and nothing like that.

As soon as he heard that it was almost ready, he sat at the table and waited for the food, but he always felt like he smelled something different. "Xiao Ran, what did you do? How does it taste different? ”

"Ah...... Flavor? What does it taste like? ”

"That's it...... I want to have an indescribable smell. Actually, he couldn't say it, but it didn't taste right.

She packed up the last bit of things and replied casually, "Maybe you just woke up and have a nose problem, and I don't even smell anything." ”

"Really?" Just woke up and have a nose problem?

"Of course, it's time for noodles." She served a brightly colored pasta that made you feel appetizing at first glance.

His face was full of pride, now he should believe in his cooking skills! I didn't expect to be so smart, and I looked so good the first time I did it.

An Yuran looked at it twice, and finally picked up the fork and tasted it. I found that the taste was not bad, sweet and delicious, and the softness of the noodles was just right.

"How? Is it tasty? "It's the first time she's done it, and she's thrilled.

He deliberately didn't speak, his eyebrows furrowed and he watched her look slowly become tangled, and he was in a very good mood.

"Is it that unpalatable?"

"Well, it's okay, barely in the mouth."

"Hmph." She glared at him unhappily, she had worked so hard for so long and was barely able to get her mouth in.

The two of them were full, and An Yuran naturally packed up the plates together and took them together.

She still felt a sense of accomplishment when she looked at the noodles she had eaten, An Yuran was washing dishes in the kitchen, and Mu Xiaoran was reading the newspaper on the sofa.

This feeling is very warm, like a couple of old husbands and wives who have known each other for a long time. Such a luxurious life was what he wanted before, but he didn't expect it to become a reality.

Even if it was just a few days, he had no regrets.

After washing the dishes, he sat down beside her. "What, what are you thinking?"

"No, didn't think anything? Do you really have no signal here and can't make a call? ”

"If you don't believe me, then you can see my mobile phone, give it to you." He pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Mu Xiaoran picked up the phone and looked at it for a long time, and the signal grid was really not half a bar. She didn't give up and climbed onto the edge of the couch and raised her phone.

I saw her stepping on the soft sofa with one foot hanging in the air.

An Yuran's heart attack was about to come out. "What are you doing, come down for me."

"Oh, don't be stingy later, I'll see if there's a signal."

"Test Signal??? Do you want to stand that tall? ”

"Of course! That's what I watch on TV. She said it so naturally, but An Yuran wanted to directly drag out all the people who acted in TV and shoot them.