Chapter 121: Because We'll Get Old Together
"Alright." She lowered her hands and lowered her head, raising her feet to leave.
"And the hair." He said.
Mu Yushan sighed slightly, took out the towel from the bathroom cabinet beside him, and the moment he raised his hand, his warm palm touched her hand, probably not used to his sudden closeness, Mu Yushan looked a little flustered, took a step back, and didn't even know that the towel in his hand was taken away by him.
Then, before she looked up, she felt that her hair was rubbed by his fingers, the movement was very light, the material of the towel and the strength of his hand matched just right, Mu Yushan peeked at him from time to time, still expressionless, but it was different from just now, at this moment she could clearly hear the rhythm of Ren Haoqian's breathing, the man's light and good smell, constantly drifting into her snort, and her heartbeat was suddenly unexpected.
After a few minutes, Ren Haoqian turned sideways slightly, and on their side was a large mirror, reflecting the two people completely, he wiped his hair with a towel casually, and then turned his head to look at her, thoughtfully, waiting for his eyes to shone slightly, and sneering immediately came to his face: "You don't care so much about the wooden floor I imported from Germany?"
"Uh...... Pay attention next time. ”
"I have to remind you that you've been paying attention for two years."
"How many years do I have?" Mu Yushan stared at him with big eyes and looked at him fiercely.
He seemed to be a little angry, snorted coldly, and said leisurely: "You don't have to worry about it then."
"Why?"
"Because your hair is falling out."
“……”
After brushing his teeth with a straight face, and getting dressed neatly, Mu Yushan hurriedly ran downstairs.
Sister-in-law Li took leave to go home these days, and Mu Yushan specially bought a lot of snacks from the supermarket, stayed up late to work and eat snacks, and ate snacks every day, so that she was tired of eating the flavors she usually liked.
Took out the eggs and ham from the refrigerator, lit the fire, poured a little oil, put the eggs in after a while, splashed the apron, and when she came back to her senses, the eggs were black, and she did it again, the second time was much better, but the egg shell fell a little, and after more than half an hour, the capitalist sat on the sofa and finally couldn't help asking: "Are you sure you are a woman?"
"Who is born to cook!" She concentrated on putting the eggs on the plate, the bread baked on the bread machine had just come out of the oven, and she couldn't find the strawberry jam she had been looking for for a long time, when she heard the person behind her say coldly: "In the cupboard above."
She tiptoed, but still couldn't reach it, so she simply jumped and hit his shoulder in a daze, and then the moment the hand that reached to the top of the cabinet touched his palm, it instantly retracted. When he turned around, Ren Haoqian had already pulled out the dining chair and sat down.
Mu Yushan poured two glasses of orange juice in the kitchen and walked slowly over with food and drinks.
She sat opposite him, he lowered his head and picked up the bread on the plate and took a bite, his expression was flat and unusual, Mu Yushan took a big bite with confidence, and the eggshell inside shattered fiercely in his mouth.
"It's so unpalatable!" She frowned and hurriedly took a long sip of juice.
After a while, Mu Yushan realized that the most picky person in front of him could indifferently swallow a whole piece of bread with a black eggshell.
She couldn't help but admire.
After a while, she got up, pulled out her favorite snack from the refrigerator, and sat down beside him directly, "These are not bad, that," she snatched the remaining half of the bread from his hand, and said embarrassedly, "Don't eat it."
Haoqian glanced down at the snacks, then raised his eyes to look at her, and said in a deep voice, "I don't eat junk food."
"What do you see is that?" She suddenly stared strangely out the door.
Ren Haoqian turned his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly open, and then he was innocently stuffed with a potato chip, and looked back at her helplessly, "Isn't it good for you to eat quietly?" ”
Mu Yushan's eyes narrowed, and he said with a smile, "I'm just curious about how you can eat it."
"Flying in the air all day, you're not hungry?"
"Isn't there food on the plane?"
"Yes! I'm regretting it too. He lowered his head and stuffed another mouthful of bread into his mouth, and he really persevered and had a commendable courage.
"Regret what?" Mu Yushan held his cheeks and looked at his side face.
"I regret that I learned later that the food on the plane was still delicious."