"The potatoes in your hands are miserable." The corners of Mu Xuanli's mouth raised a playful arc.

Mo Chaowan pursed her lips and touched her nose with embarrassment, the potatoes were cut by her with a knife like a dog, and the appearance was very miserable, and Mu Xuanli had already thinned two smooth and fat potatoes.

"It's that this knife doesn't work!" Mo Chaowan shirked his responsibilities seriously.

She used knives as weapons to kill people and fight, not to ...... Peel potatoes!

Mu Xuan's eyes flickered, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he defended her, "The knife is a little blunt, and it really can't be used." ”

Mo Chaowan nodded, a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm in a good mood today, then I'll be virtuous, and I'll wash my hands and make soup for you!"

She can't cook, but she can cook soup! Because cooking soup is the easiest!

Mu Xuanli smiled and said, "It's my honor to be able to drink the soup made by my wife." ”

Mo Chaowanmei's face flushed, coughed, and quickly boiled a pot of hot water by herself, and put eggs and seaweed tomatoes in it to make the nutrition more balanced, this is the soup that was drunk the most at home before the crossing, so she will make this dish by herself.

The soup was quickly boiled, and then Mo Chaowan smiled proudly, poured a few drops of sesame oil, carefully put it in a bowl, took a small soup spoon and took a sip, then blew it, and carefully handed it to Mu Xuanli's mouth, "Open your mouth~Ah~"

Mu Xuanli hurriedly put his handsome face over, drank it elegantly, and tasted it carefully.

Mo Chaowan raised his eyes expectantly and waited for his reaction.

"Good." Mu Xuanli slowly approached her and smiled softly, the two of them could feel each other's hot breathing.

Mo Chaowan's face flushed, he laughed proudly, he was swallowed up by joy, and he quickly tasted it, "Huh~~" The taste is too light!

It seems that there is too much water, and no salt has been put in it!

Obviously boiled as light as water, Mu Xuanli was still praising the deliciousness of his cooking, and Mo Chaowan felt a little moved.

What a wonderful thing it would be if it would be as simple and happy as it is now!

Mo Chaowan thought in a daze, she was so lonely before, it turned out that she was just to meet someone who warmed her.

Now all the happiness and sense of steadiness are brought by the seemingly cold, but actually fiery man in front of him.

Although he is ruthless to others, he is at least fiery and warm to himself.

Thinking of this, Mo Chaowan couldn't help but hug him tightly from behind, wanting to cry in his heart, but he kept trying to hold back.

Mu Xuanli stood there and asked with a gentle smile, "What's wrong?" Sticking to me like a kitten? ”

Mo Chaowan smiled affectionately and said, "Li, I think one life is too short, I wish to follow you for three lives, a pillow book for one life, a cat in your arms, and a person for your heart." ”

Mu Xuanli's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.

Mo Chaowan was stunned, quickly squatted down, picked up the chopsticks and put them on the table, and when she stood up, Mu Xuanli had already turned around, trembling and clenching her hands, with affectionate softness in her eyes, the two looked at each other, only a piece of paper thin.

Death and life are broad, and the son is said, holding the hand of the son, and growing old with the son.

Silence is better than sound at this point.

After yesterday's blending, the two gradually got along, and their hearts were clear.

Not far away, Master Konghui, who was quietly watching the two, looked slightly solemn, "The roots of love are not long, but the love is deep and shallow, and the creation makes people." ”。

"It's better to escape into the empty door, Huigen is quiet...... Amitabha. Master Konghui sighed in a deep voice and slowly left.