Back in the apartment, she slammed the door with her backhand.

The man who followed behind him quickly caught the door that slammed hard.

He sneered, "Miss Qiao is so naïve. ”

"I'm tired, Mu Jingxi, you'd better not mess with me."

After a busy day, tired and hungry, Mu Jingxi was still provoking intentionally or unintentionally at this time, Qiao An hadn't broken out yet, that was because she had a good temper.

If he gets another inch, Joan can't guarantee that he won't toss him.

The maid, Aunt Zhang, is a kind middle-aged woman who is very clever in handling things, and always keeps the apartment clean and organized.

and Uncle Wang, the chef who makes good dishes, are a husband and wife, and the two do not live in an apartment and have their own residence.

Just come to the apartment during the day to cook three meals for her and clean the apartment.

On the dining table, there are still a few dishes that have long been cold.

Qiao An pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, with her hands on her cheeks, "Mu Jingxi, heat up the dishes." ”

"Miss Qiao, I'm not your servant."

Joan raised her eyes and glared at him, "I'll count to three, I'll starve to death if I don't eat again." One...... 2. ......"

Mu Jingxi glanced at her coldly, picked up the dishes and went into the kitchen.

Looking at the man's back, Qiao An couldn't help but complain, "The mouth is straight." ”

She also said that she was not her servant, and this servant's work was not done quite smoothly?

In the kitchen, Mu Jingxi resigned himself to putting Uncle Wang's cooked dishes into the microwave to heat them.

Not obedient, but ...... He was hungry too.

In the base, although there is no need to worry that Joan will be in danger.

But it is not an easy task to guard her 24 hours a day.

At least, where she is, he has to be.

She didn't eat, and he couldn't go to eat.

After the five dishes and one soup were heated, Mu Jingxi brought it to the table and put the white rice in front of her, "Eat." ”

Though he is fierce and vicious.

But Joan wasn't angry at all.

Eat first.

She eats quickly, but her movements are graceful, and she barely makes a sound when she chews.

After eating, Joan put down the dishes and chopsticks and got up to leave.

"Stop."

Mu Jingxi frowned fiercely, with a cold face, and stopped her.

Joan looked confused, "What's wrong again?" ”

Tomorrow morning, she is still in a hurry to take a shower!

"Wash the dishes!" Mu Jingxijun's face was gloomy, and his thin lips spit out a word, reminding her mercilessly.

"Huh?"

Joan couldn't help but laugh, pointed her slender index finger at the tip of her nose, and asked incredulously, "You let me wash the dishes?" ”

"Hmm."

Depend on!

Is he crazy?

Qiao An stretched out his slender white ten fingers and shook them in front of him, "Mu Jingxi, are you crazy?" Do my hands look like people who want to wash the dishes? ”

"Do your own thing, there are no servants here, your own bowl, wash yourself."

Rely on!

JoAnn is going crazy!

What does it mean to do your own thing, isn't it just a bowl, isn't he?

Joan leaned down slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and she stared at him for a moment.

Mu Jing's west side does not change color, and it is not affected by elegant eating.

Qiao An was crazy, "Hey, Mu Jingxi! ”

“……”

"Isn't it just a bowl, and you're going to wash it anyway, aren't you?"

The man raised his eyes, his calm eyes, dark and deep, "I said, do your own thing." ”

"You washed it for me, so what?" Don't be so stingy, hey!

"Who are you to mine and why should I help you?"