Seeing Mu Han, who was dressed in a black suit, leave the restaurant, Wen Xia wanted to beat herself up, but when she thought that even his back was so charming, her mood improved again, and she went to wash the dishes beautifully, so beautiful that she didn't even need a dishwasher.

Before going out, Wen Xia went upstairs and wanted to explain a few words to her daughter, before she walked to the corner of the stairs, and Muyang's phone called.

"Sister, you don't have to go to class today," Mu Yang's straight hair was confused, "My eldest nephew got vaccinated today and asked for leave." ”

Wen Xia sighed, both lost and relaxed.

It's good to see you tomorrow, one more day to reverse jet lag, and the spirit is better.

This morning, Wen Xia made up for sleep, and didn't dare to sleep too much. One is to reverse the jet lag, and the other is to show off your cooking skills and save a little image.

After carefully touching up her makeup, changing into a comfortable white knitted sweater and a black knitted over-the-knee skirt, she went downstairs in beige cotton slippers, and was thinking about what to cook at noon, when an enticing fragrance wafted over.

Someone is actually cooking, it can't be Mu Han, right?

I haven't seen you for five years, and the cold male god has become a warm man at home?

Thinking that she was going to be alone with the male god again, Wen Xia was still a little nervous, and she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and take another picture after looking in the mirror before going downstairs.

Sure that she had nowhere to find fault with her appearance, she swallowed her saliva and slowly walked towards the kitchen with her fists clenched.

......In the kitchen, Mu Han was accidentally burned, shook his hand, and hurriedly touched his earlobe.

At the kitchen door, Wen Xia saw this scene, a little distracted, and forgot to breathe for a while.

The male god would actually have such a small action......

"Hello," Wen Xia tapped lightly on the pure white wall and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

Mu Han, who was concentrating on making lunch, was startled, snorted, turned around, and was about to say no, but the moment he saw her, he forgot everything.

She's so beautiful......

It's beautiful to laugh at.

He had never seen her so real.

How lucky, when they meet her again, they don't have to disguise each other, and they can see each other's faces clearly.

"Stewed pork rib soup? It's so fragrant," Wen Xia blushed when he was seen, his eyes turned slightly, and he sniffed lightly, "The rice is also very fragrant, how many servings do you make?" ”

"Four," Mu Han came back to his senses, embarrassed by his faux pas, "You go...... Tell your niece and my brother to come down to dinner. ”

Wen Xia opened her mouth, wanting to explain that her daughter was not her niece, but she felt that it was too abrupt, as if she was afraid of being passed by others.

Called Mu Yang to take Wen Xiaonuo down to eat, Wen Xia stood at the door of the kitchen, neither to leave, nor to stay, but fortunately, Mu Han concentrated on cooking and didn't notice her, otherwise she would be so embarrassed that she didn't know how to stand.

It's been five years, and she thinks that when she sees him again, she will be mature and steady, elegant and calm, and she will not be like five years ago.

Unexpectedly, it was not as good as five years ago.

At the very least, five years ago, she was able to react in the best possible way in a short period of time to create the possibility of being one step closer to him.

For example, on the day I first saw him, I deliberately fell into the pool while he was passing by, and was rescued by him.

For example, knowing that he was playing games with Muyang, she chased after him and stalked him as a teacher.

For example, when he said that he didn't want to get married, and his grandmother was anxious to hold her grandson, she offered him a plan to make a mess for him.

She was only twenty years old at the time, and everything she said to him was deliberate and intentional.

Now I'm twenty-five years old, and I'm ...... I can't even pick up the simplest of hookups!