"Looks okay."

The cold voice revealed a hint of playfulness, and the unsuspecting Shui Yanyan shook his body in fright, and the cake was accidentally thrown off the stage by him.

Finished!

This was the first thought that flashed through Shui Yanran's mind.

At the moment when the cake was about to hit the ground, a skeletal and white hand caught it steadily.

Shui Yan was stunned, he thought he was going to redo it again.

"Wife, wife, why are you here?"

"Your sense of precaution is low."

If it was a killer, he was dead at the moment.

"Huh?"

Shui Yanyan didn't react for a while, and subconsciously asked rhetorically, precautionary awareness? Has she been here for a long time?

Mu Xueyi never explained to people, so she didn't speak, and suddenly remembered what Qin Lin had said.

Those who understand her don't need to explain, and those who don't understand her don't need to explain.

But she didn't want anyone to understand her, and she didn't need anyone else to do anything.

"Let's taste it......"

Shui Yanyan handed her a spoon, and when she saw that she was slow to answer, he scooped up the cake himself, and then put it to her lips.

"Ah~"

Motioning to Mu Xueyi to open his mouth, he remembered that his father also fed him like this when he was a child.

Mu Xueyi: "......"

The cream had touched her lips, and she was silent.

"Well, open your mouth."

Regarding his childlike tone, Mu Xueyi only: "......"

She opened her mouth to eat the spoonful of cream.

"Is it delicious?"

Mu Xueyi looked at his expectant eyes, and finally responded lightly.

"Hmm."

For her, as long as it is edible, the food tastes the same.

Shui Yanyan was like a child who got candy, smiling so that his eyes were crooked, like a crescent moon, and he was very bright.

He scooped another spoonful of cream and ate it himself, completely unaware that Mu Xueyi had already used the spoon just now.

"It's salty!"

Shui Yanyan resisted the urge to spit out, and hurriedly took a sip of water, he actually took salt as sugar?

And why is she so light-hearted?

"Is it delicious?"

Mu Xueyi suddenly approached him, and there was a faint smile on her lips, if he really mixed salt and sugar, he was also a genius.

"It's not delicious!"

Shui Yanran replied without thinking about it, it was simply unpalatable!

Mu Xueyi looked at him, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she took the spoon in his hand, her cold skin brushing his warm skin.

He snapped back as if he had been electrocuted.

Is it that exaggerated?

Mu Xueyi's dark and deep pupils reflected his stunned appearance, and she glanced at him lightly.

The thin lips that seemed to be stained with blood spat out the words: "Don't use the spoon I used next time." ”

“…… Oooh. ”

Shui Yanyan didn't hear what she said at all, but nodded subconsciously.

Mu Xueyi looked at him, those seemingly calm and unfluctuating eyes, who knew that they were actually treacherous.

Her expression was faint, and most of the time she didn't change much.

The bewitching eye shape, the dark and deep pupils, are as deep as a thousand-year-old well.

Shui Yanyan was stunned.

It was not the first time Mu Xueyi had seen such eyes, there was no trace of turmoil in her heart, and she was still as calm as water.

By the time he came back to his senses, Mu Xueyi had already left.

In her study, there is a guqin made of fine wood.

Mu Xueyi's eyes were slightly dark, her slender legs were slightly raised, and she walked to the guqin, fluctuating the strings slightly, and the airflow mixed with internal force hit the bookshelf.

With a bang, all the books on it fell to the ground!

An unknown lump of white dumplings also fell.