Yuzi understands that she can't behave too stingy, she should be as her mother said, generous and calm, but as soon as she returned to the kitchen at home, she looked at the rice in the rice cooker, and the scene of Longguang Temple Qian wearing Qingjun's clothes and drying clothes on the balcony suddenly appeared in her mind.

She understands that she can't be jealous, but sometimes, knowing that something is wrong does not mean that a person does not make mistakes. It's like someone drops tens of thousands of yuan, and the person who sees it picks it up, knowing that it's wrong, most people will still put the money in their pockets.

It is easier for people to conform to their inner desires than to have wrong ideas.

In this situation, the jealousy in her heart burned uncontrollably, this is her own rice, her own vegetables, why should she give it to the vixen who came out of nowhere?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, she secretly glanced at the living room, her mother was feeding her father, and the couple entered the time slot of affection.

Well, there shouldn't be time to look at this, she nodded heartily, quickly took the mustard bottle on the side with her hand, squeezed a large pile into the bottom of the rice bowl, and then took out the rice from the rice cooker and covered the mustard.

After doing this move, she looked like a strong man who had been in extreme sports, her forehead was overflowing with sweat, and she was a little stressed in her heart to do such a mischievous thing.

But these pressures did not make her regret it, on the contrary, the excitement that seemed to taste the fruit of forbidden judgment made every nerve in her body jump, and her mind was full of the scene of Longguang Temple eating mustard rice and crying, as for whether Qingjun would be angry, she didn't think about it at all.

Walking to the table, ignoring the loving appearance of her parents, she picked up chicken, beef, and green vegetables, mixed with white rice.

Sanhu woke up from his wife's doting feeding, and said suspiciously: "Yuzi, didn't you just deliver food to that stinky boy?" ”

Yuzi blinked her eyes and said quite innocently: "Qingjun has a big appetite, I'll send another bowl over." She didn't dare to tell the truth, because once she said it, her father's temper would definitely force her to cut off contact with Qingjun.

Sanhu had a problem with his intuition, and when he wanted to ask, Ryoko smiled and put a piece of meat into his mouth: "Honey, don't look around when eating." ”

As she spoke, she winked at her daughter and motioned for her to hurry up.

Yuzi, who understood her mother's meaning, didn't dare to stop, and the soles of her feet were like oil, and her body rushed forward. The action was so fast that the sun hat was blown up by the wind and fell off her head, but she didn't stop to pick it up, ran all the way out, and slammed the door shut.

The evening breeze outside blew on her face, like Qingjun's gentle palm caressing it, her heart was very comfortable, and the dissatisfaction and jealousy that had just accumulated in her heart dissipated in the wind.

She smiled and stirred the rice and mustard with chopsticks, and did not turn the mustard on top, but mixed it with the rice underneath, which still looks like ordinary white rice on the surface.

Humming a messy tune, she jumped to the door of Muto's house, pushed open the door, and shouted happily: "Qingjun, the meal is here." ”

"Oh," Muto Qing, who heard the movement, agreed, and rushed over from the living room, he looked at the way Longguang Temple was eating, the gluttonous worms in his abdomen had been hooked, and he couldn't wait to eat.

Yuzi, who took off his shoes and came in, saw him running over, and then looked at Longguang Temple who was sitting on the sofa eating, the whole person instantly stiffened, and his brain thundered.

Blunder!! I didn't expect that woman to be so cheeky, obviously in someone else's house, she didn't mind whether the owner ate or not, she only cared about herself, how selfish, how shameless, how bad!

In her stunned moment, Muto Qing reached out and grabbed the rice bowl and tugged at it, her heart jumped, her body retreated, not only did she mean to let go, but grabbed it tighter.

This action was obviously wrong, and Muto Qing's face showed confusion: "What's wrong with you?" His complexion looks terrible. ”

"No, it's nothing," she said with sweat streaming down her forehead, her eyes staring at each other with a blank look, her hands stubbornly refusing to let go.

Once loosened, the mustard bibimbap will be tasted by Qingjun, the prank will be exposed in an instant, her former gentle and virtuous image will be shattered, and her life will fall to the bottom, and she will never see the slightest light again.

When she thought of this consequence, she felt chills all over her body, and if she really wanted to do that, she might as well commit suicide by jumping off the building. Wait, if you have the courage to commit suicide, just ...... She was ruthless in her heart, and reluctantly smiled: "Qingjun, I'm sorry, I'm so hungry all of a sudden, I'm not welcome to this bowl of rice." ”

Without giving Muto Qing a chance to answer, she stretched out her tongue and licked the surface of the rice, although the image was ugly, she finally had a reason to refuse to let Qingjun eat it. Then, she sat cross-legged on the ground, lowered her head slightly, and used chopsticks to frantically pick up rice, like a person who had not eaten for three days and three nights, fully exerting the four words of gobbling up to the extreme.

The rice and vegetables on the surface are fine, but once she eats them, the taste of fire comes from the tip of her tongue, and she eats not rice, but fire, and tears.

Muto Qing looked at her tearful cooking, and said a little worriedly, "Are you okay?" ”

"Hmm...... It's so delicious," she was so spicy that she burst into tears, but she couldn't drink water, squeezed out a smiling face, saying that she was fine, but she didn't know how she looked like she was laughing and crying, it was extremely weird.

Seeing this appearance, Muto Qing understood that there was definitely something wrong with the rice, and it was not the world of the Medicine King, and eating food would make people experience the happiness of the Great Sword and the pain of the Sword being caught.

Obviously, Yuzi has added ingredients to this bowl of rice, and the target is even more obvious, which is to target Longguang Temple Qian.

This stupid girl, he sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand and flicked the white forehead: "Stupid, if you want to eat, take it back and eat, sit here and eat, the image of the beauty is all in the soup." ”

After he reminded him like this, Yuzi remembered that there was no need to stay here to eat, or even need to eat, just pretend to take it out and throw it away, you idiot!

However, Qingjun is so gentle, she raised her head and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you." ”

Tears blurred her eyes, her cheeks were red from being too spicy, her lips were covered with a shiny oil, and the rice on them made her want to lick them off with her tongue.

Muto Qing took a step back, restrained his urge to kiss him, waved his hand and said, "You go back and drink saliva first." ”

"Well, well," she couldn't care about the affairs of Longguang Temple anymore, so she went home and drank water first, otherwise her body would be scorched by the flames.

She left in a hurry, Longguang Siqian raised her head, her eyes were full of smiles: "That girl is so interesting, she actually ate it herself when she brought you food." ”

Muto Qing waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about this, if you're full, let's continue." ”

Longguang Temple Qian snorted coldly: "Who is afraid of you, come here!" ”