The whole body was stiff, and his neck did not dare to move, and the hand holding the spoon curled up nervously.

Silent recitation in my heart –

He couldn't see me.

He can't see me......

She was bent over, intending to slip out, one step, two steps......

Hey!

When is there an obstacle behind you?

Dissatisfied stretched out his hand and poked, with a little softness in the hardness, it was still warm......

"Have you touched enough?"

The man's deep voice rang out above his head.

Joan: "......"

Storm Crash!

Mu Jingxi, how can you see me?

At this time, shouldn't you turn around and leave politely when you don't see anything?

How did you stay, do you want to see jokes?

Seeing that the woman's white and tender little paws were secretly taken back, Mu Jingxi quickly grabbed her little hand and played with it in her hand, "What are you doing, huh?" ”

This picture, it looks, like a fried kitchen.

The ground was in shambles, as if it had just been bombed.

"No, I didn't do anything." Joan smiled dryly, and threw the spoon in his hand at the head chef.

The head chef hurriedly caught the spoon with a confused expression, "Miss Qiao, is this ......?" "What do you mean?

Joan glared at him, take it, less nonsense!

Mu Jingxi pulled her little face, forcing her to raise her head, looking at herself, her thin lips pursed with a faint smile, "What are you doing, huh?" ”

"You said you didn't do anything, why are you so annoyed."

Someone became angry, broke his hand, and fled the battlefield in a puff of smoke.

Mu Jingxi instructed the servant to clean up the kitchen and followed.

Joan looked down and sniffed at herself, oops!

It's full of smell......

No, she had to take a shower, preferably in clean clothes.

So he won't find out.

Well, kudos to your witty self!

Just as he was about to go upstairs, his wrist tightened, and the man who was haunted by the ghost came up again.

Qiao An paused, stomped his feet hard, and roared in a low voice in annoyance: "Mu Jingxi, you are not finished!" ”

Isn't it just cooking yourself?

Isn't that ...... Blew up his kitchen?

Is it necessary to pull and not let people go?

She's so angry.

The kind that doesn't coax well!

Mu Jingxi laughed lowly, he took her into his arms, and just hugged her from behind, his chin rested on her shoulder, his voice was low and hoarse, with a somewhat doting smile, "Qiaoqiao, are you cooking for me?" ”

“…… No. "Hard-bony tone.

"And what are you doing in the kitchen?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to have a soup, and I accidentally broke the bowl." Jo Ann lied without blushing or panting.

"Well, that's awesome. Dropped pots and pans. ”

Joan: "......"

Mu Jingxi, you have gone too far!

Can't you not expose people's shortcomings?

"Alright, don't be angry." Mu Jingxi's hot thin lips moved to the side of her cheek, and she pecked and kissed again and again, "I know your intentions." ”

Although he didn't eat the food she made herself, he was already very satisfied if she had this heart.

I couldn't help myself, and kissed her again.

Joan was not as cheeky as him, and pushed him away: "Don't make trouble." ”

"If you kiss it again, you won't make a fuss."

Finally, under the half-push and half-push, Mu Jingxi successfully kissed him, and he took Qiao An's hand upstairs, "Don't go into the kitchen in the future, your hands are not for cooking." ”

Her hands are delicate, and Mu Jingxi is reluctant to let her ten fingers dip in the spring water.