When I left my mother's place, it was almost dusk.

Yang Mu walked towards Song Yaru's room.

Yang Mu is very different from the outside, his heart is kind, and his three views are not crooked, but he doesn't follow his heart when he acts.

Because of the experience from childhood to adulthood, he understood that people should be private, and they must take advantage of it, otherwise they will be fools.

Although he also wants to be a great person, it's a pity that he doesn't seem to be doing well.

Song Yaru's place of residence is not far away, the yard is very large, and there are several households in it.

Including Song Yaru's parents, some relatives of the Song family, and so on.

Song Yaru has a small suite like a bachelor apartment here.

The sparrow is small but also has all the organs, there is a kitchen, a bathroom, a small living room, and a large and warmly decorated bedroom.

Yang Mu drove to the door of her house, the door was empty, not locked, and directly pushed the door in.

There was no one in the small living room, Yang Mu looked at the kitchen, and sure enough, he saw the graceful figure.

Hey, woman, duplicity.

Yang Mu walked over and entered the kitchen, quietly.

The space here is not large, but it is enough, I saw that Song Yaru has washed all kinds of dishes and processed them properly, it is really rich, this time you can't make seventeen or eighteen dishes? She thinks she's a pig, huh?

Yang Mu laughed at himself after thinking like this.

Aren't you just a pig, and the amount of food has always been extraordinary.

Yang Mu tiptoed forward and hugged Song Yaru's small waist from behind.

"Ahh

Song Yaru was startled, and when she looked back at Yang Mu, her heart calmed down.

"Hehe, what a good girl, she made so many dishes."

Song Yaru's face flushed.

Can't answer.

Yang Mu said that he would come here for dinner in the evening.

On the way back, she refused in her heart, thinking how could she cook dinner for Yang Mu?

However, after entering the house, I only sat for three minutes, and my body did not obey the call, so I went to the big kitchen and brought back more than 30 catties of ingredients.

Chicken, duck and fish are all available, and every kind of green vegetables in the big kitchen at home are brought, in addition to a lot of non-staple foods, such as tofu and bean skin.

When she got all of this into her kitchen, she was dumbfounded.

Why did she bring all this home?

Song Yaru couldn't find an answer, or she didn't want to recognize the answer.

Ignorant and empty, Song Yaru stood in the kitchen for a full hour, then let out a long sigh and began to clean up these things.

At first, it just burned the two pig hands, and then it was out of control.

Beans, carrots, potatoes, eggplant, garlic sprouts, lettuce, spinach, coriander, green onions, cucumbers, yellow flowers, celery, garlic, fungus, winter melon, all cleaned and processed.

Clean up the chickens and ducks, kill the fish and sprinkle salt.

Pork shredded, diced, sliced!

This busy work took more than an hour.

Song Yaru saw a plate of ingredients prepared by herself, and then she reacted, and her face turned white.

You can cook 20 dishes, right?

Why did she do this?

Well, she still doesn't have an answer, and maybe she still doesn't want to face it.

At this time, Yang Mu came, walked quietly from behind, and hugged her waist.

"Hehe, what a good girl, she made so many dishes."

Yang Mu said.

Song Yaru's whole body was petrified, and she couldn't spit out a word.

She thought that Yang Mu would be proud, would laugh at her, and even look down on her hospitality, thinking that she had pinched her.

didn't want Yang Mu to just hug her, and then took the initiative to pick up the apron on the side, and after putting it on, he began to cook, and his movements were extremely skillful.

Song Yaru stood there for a while, and only when Yang Mu finished the pig's trotters in the pot, picked up another pot and put it on the stove, and was ready to stew chicken, Song Yaru went over and pushed him away.

"I'll come, I'll invite you to dinner."

"Hehe, that's what you said?"

"Of course, you have done a good thing for a few years when you came to the Qin family, and I should treat you to a meal."

"Wow, I found a statement, yes, yes, it's really someone who has been a housekeeper."

Yang Mu smiled very thiefly, Song Yaru didn't look at him, and worked neatly.

Yang Mu looked at her movements and remembered Wen Sijia back then.

At that time, Wen Sijia also tried to cook for him, but Wen Sijia's skills were very poor, and the boiled eggs could be boiled and fly.

Song Yaru is obviously more virtuous in this regard, and Yang Mu also knows that his own mother seems to like Song Yaru's craftsmanship very much.

I was in a bit of a trance until the woman put the dishes on a plate, and then waved them to Yang Mu.

Yang Mu took it and held it in his hand.

"The table is set up in the living room, put it away."

"Yes, wife."

Yang Mu's mouth was still very oily, Song Yaru turned around and glared at him, and raised the spatula.

Yang Mu smiled slightly:

"Yes, my Sister Yaru."

After speaking, he ran away, leaving Song Yaru stunned, and then in a complicated mood.

When Yang Mu came back again, he began to tell the story.

"I said I used to be a stinky begger, don't you believe me?"

Song Yaru didn't speak.

Yang Mu told some of his experiences of asking for food, and his voice was full of emotion.

Song Yaru frowned, as if she was concentrating on cooking, but in fact, she listened carefully.

And as it sounded, she chimed in:

"All of this happened seventeen or eighteen years ago?"

"Hmm."

"If it's all true, how dare you say you're nineteen?"

"Ah...... Haha, it's exposed, okay, brother is actually older than you. ”

"Liar! Take the vegetables! ”

After another plate was fried, Yang Mu hurriedly went over and set the table.

After coming back, I saw that Song Yaru was so attentive to stir-frying, and I couldn't bear to disturb it.

The two of them quieted down in the kitchen, and Yang Mu's eyes looked at Song Yaru.

Wearing a very ordinary pair of black tight shorts, which were not too short, they reached the knees, revealing their smooth and white calves.

Barefoot, these feet are perfect, in good shape, good skin, good color, without a single defect, which means that she has a very healthy and youthful body.

The curvature of the calves and thighs is attractive, and because it is a legging, it looks full and rounded when lifted at the back.

The upper body is a white round neck with short sleeves, which is also tight, and an apron is hung in front of it, so you can still see the uneven curves, and above the slender waist is a straight back.

The back and shoulders are put together, and it looks like a charming arc.

She had long black hair that was over her shoulders, but now she was coiled up like a woman to form a peach-shaped bun on the top of her head, which was simply tied up with a black headband.

In this way, the neck leaks out, and it is white, even under the root of the hair, it is as white as white jade gelatin.

Hey, this is a beauty.

Even if she doesn't look like Li Baozhu's beauty at first glance, Michelle's amorous style, or Yuan Bingbing's freshness, she also has her own beauty.

When you look at her, you can't help but look at the details, and then you will find that everything is perfect.

After looking at the details and then looking at the whole, it was amazing.

"Hey, what are you looking at? Come and get the food. ”

"Oh."

Yang Muzhen didn't know that he had watched it for so long, and another plate of dishes was fried.

took it out and put it on the plate, Song Yaru was still stir-frying seriously, but this time she was not silent, and said:

"What did you just look at?"

"Look at you, it's beautiful."

"Flamboyant liar!"

"Tell the truth."

"The devil believes in you."

"You don't need to trust me, but trust yourself."

Yang Mu went to Song Yaru's side, took out a hand towel and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

You can see that the corners of Song Yaru's mouth are raised, as if she is controlling her smile, what woman doesn't like to be praised?

Yang Mu seemed to have found the gist and sighed:

"Look at this beauty, there is sweat on the forehead, the sweat is crystal clear, and the forehead seems to be still spotless, still so white and delicate."

“......”

"Yo Yo Yo, look at this face, after living for so many years, I didn't understand what it means to be white and red until today."

Song Yaru couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Eyelashes are really long, and how old are you? Really in your twenties? These eyes are white and black, and I have the impression that only a child of four or five years old can have such indisputable eyes. ”

Song Yaru felt that her whole body was hot at this time, was she so perfect? What this person said was really confusing, Song Yaru couldn't help but look sideways at Yang Mu, biting her lip, and looking directly at Yang Mu.

"Alas! I'm such a pig! ”

Yang Mu's face was full of chagrin.

Song Yaru frowned slightly, what's wrong? Boast about yourself and he will become a pig? Did he feel that he didn't deserve such praise?

Song Yaru was a little worried, but listened to Yang Mudao:

"Just look at your side face, I thought this is your most beautiful posture, now you look at me head-on, I know that you are so fragrant, sweet and delicious, I really see pity, cute and lamentable, let me have a feeling of being in the sea, what can I do after that? Except for you, I'm afraid that no woman can get into my eyes, and a generation of flowery radishes will die of incense, which is a pity. ”

Song Yaru was stunned by Yang Mu's words, and after a few seconds, she threw the spatula into the pot, pinched her waist and yelled at Yang Mu:

"You're enough! I have lost my conscience! It's so fake, bro! ”

Yang Mu couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Yaru blushing and shouting.

Song Yaru bit her lip and glared at Yang Mu for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, but she wanted to laugh, so she smiled and bent over.

Yang Mu went over to support her, pulled her up and hugged her in his arms, kissed her cheek, and said:

"Happy, your happiness is my greatest happiness."

"Cut, Flim Flam."

Song Yaru was still full of spring breeze, and her smile couldn't be stopped.

"No, it's the truth."

"How many women have you said that?"

"Oriental Flower Candle Night tells you that you are really the first woman I pursue so hard."

"Liar."

"Really, never lied to you."

Song Yaru suddenly didn't dare to look at Yang Mu, his eyes were so handsome.

Song Yaru was afraid, afraid that she would fall into those deep eyes and not be able to climb out.

Song Yaru sighed, she knew that she had actually fallen into it a long time ago, and she might not want to go out at all.

Hey?

What does it smell?

Yes!

"Dish! Cuisine! ”

Song Yaru jumped to her feet, and then pushed Yang Mu away.

Yang Mu smiled, it's so hot, the dishes are all mushy......