Look at his movements, is this going to cook?

Anne hurriedly put down the car keys and changed into slippers, and ran over.

When I arrived in the kitchen, I found that on the floor of the kitchen, there were many bags containing various ingredients.

"You know how to cook?"

M Moser's president cooked, which Anne could not have imagined.

Not to mention cooking, in Anne's opinion, a fairy-like person like Mu Xingfeng is in line with his cold temperament if he doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

"No, it won't." The man's cold voice threw out two words.

Those two words again? Anne's eyes widened, she couldn't cook and let people buy so many ingredients, did you call me here to tease me?

Mu Xingfeng took out the ingredients the same, and then turned his head and glanced at Anne behind him, "You won't either?" ”

Anne was tempted to tell him that neither would she nor would be.

The president invited her to dinner to buy some ingredients, and also tested whether she could cook?

But at the thought of her already grumbling stomach with hunger, Anne gave up.

Anyway, the ingredients are all ready-made, just a meal, it's really nothing to her, not to mention that An An is still waiting for her at home, she doesn't want to worry about Mu Xingfeng in this matter.

"Yes, but Mr. Mu said that he would invite me to dinner, but now he asked me to do it, is this Mr. Mu inviting people to dinner?"

Anne took one side of her apron and put it around it, and a small mouth pouted in dissatisfaction.

Mu Xingfeng looked at her deflated, and he was in a good mood.

"I'll get these things here, and you can just fire them in a moment."

Mu Xingfeng handled the ribs and prawns neatly, and he never forgot this step, first processing the meat and then the vegetarian food.

Anne leaned back on the kitchen counter and looked at the man in front of her, her high-sleeved arms sleek and slender fingers with distinct knobs, the ingredients expertly cut into proper shapes under his big hands......

Anne suddenly felt a trance in front of her eyes, and a white light appeared in her mind, as if a nerve had been broken, and a sharp stinging pain made her hum.

"Hmm~"

Mu Xingfeng turned his head and saw the little woman holding the kitchen counter with one hand, her face was pale, and there was fine sweat on her forehead.

"What's wrong? What's uncomfortable? ”

Anne shook her head, the tingling sensation had passed, "It's okay, do Mr. Mu and Mrs. Mu usually work together like this?" ”

Mu Xingfeng looked at her for a few seconds, and saw that her pale face gradually returned to ruddy, so he continued to do his work, but he also casually responded to her, "Hmm." ”

He knew that Anne was talking about him coming to clean and prepare, and Mrs. Mu coming to fire.

In the past, he and Enron did have such a division of labor, and even later he could make a delicious meal under Enron's command.

It's just that after An Ran disappeared, he couldn't do it anymore.

I don't know if it's an illusion, every time Mrs. Mu is mentioned, Anne can always feel the loneliness emanating from Mu Xingfeng, isn't he and Mrs. Mu as affectionate as rumored?

This is a private matter, and Anne naturally won't ask about it.

After Mu Xingfeng processed the ribs, she turned on the fire.

"Braised it, I'm good at this."

"Okay."

Cooking is really trivial to Anne.

When he was in country E, Shen Che said that there was a lack of a cook to cook imperial dishes at home, so he brought their mother and son to country F.

Later, although Shen Che did not treat her as a servant or a cook, in order to repay Shen Che, whenever she had time, she went to the kitchen to help, and Shen Che also liked to eat the dishes she cooked.

Mu Xingfeng was handling the ingredients, and Anne turned on the fire to stir-fry, and from time to time asked Mu Xingfeng to prepare the ingredients she needed for the next step.

For a while, not only did the kitchen waft out a faint aroma of vegetables, but also mixed with the whispered words of men and women, short words, but the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious.

Mu Xingfeng handed a plate to Anne, looking at the bright little face, there was a moment of trance.

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