When he moved, he would touch it hard, pinch it, and it was very deliberate, and he smiled ambiguously and patted her, complimenting her.

"It's quite warped, it feels so good to the touch, if you don't mind moving it twice, I want to continue to touch it for a while."

"......" Jiang Fei was stunned, he didn't dare to move, his little face was ashamed and angry, but he couldn't do anything to Mu Yechi.

After a while, Mu Yechi put the water away, put her down, and started to take off her clothes.

"Don't ...... I'll come on my own, I'm not going to run around. You, just wait for me outside. Jiang Scarlet didn't dare to make trouble, and whispered to Mu Yechi.

Obediently, there is no resistance and willfulness at all.

Mu Yechi was very satisfied with Shangjiang's shy, red and tender little slap face, "That's how it should be sweet, remember." ”

Jiang Crimson gritted his teeth and said sweetly, "Well, remember." ”

"That's good."

Jiang Scarlet had an expressionless face: "......"

Mu Yechi smiled meaninglessly, really obediently walked out, helped her prepare pajamas and soft velvet towels before going out, and warned her that she couldn't touch where she couldn't wipe hard.

The more I listened to Jiang Scarlet, the more frightened I became, and I gritted my teeth in anger.

So clear!! He must have seen her undressed!

Before Jiang Scarlet left violently, Mu Yechi withdrew and helped her close the door intimately.

The effect of the medicine given by Uncle Zhou was just at the right time, and Jiang Scarlet could take care of himself without much strength in his hands and feet.

The sulfuric acid that the woman poured Uncle Zhou said that it was dilute sulfuric acid and not concentrated sulfuric acid, which was a blessing in misfortune, and it was also thanks to the woman who poured sulfuric acid that she lacked the ability to distinguish sulfuric acid, so she bought a fake dilute sulfuric acid.

The skin was still red, and it hurt to touch it with his hands, Jiang Crimson didn't dare to wash hard, so he quickly cleaned it and put on his pajamas and opened the door.

The strange thing is that Mu Yechi didn't know where he went and didn't wait by the door.

Jiang Scarlet put down her long hair and walked towards the hall while gently rubbing it with a dry towel.

Mu Yechi got out of here by himself and didn't come to harass her, it's best not to leave, then talk about his heart in the sofa, and talk about the interview with his husband the day after tomorrow.

Anyway, Mu Yechi doesn't like anything, she understands it very well, she picks on what Mu Yechi hates, and if she doesn't anger him away, she can make him half angry.

The more Jiang Scarlet thought about it, the more she felt that this idea was very good, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her jet-black eyes were sly and shining, and she looked a little more playful and sweet.

After putting on the pink and white silk pajamas, Jiang Scarlet first went to the room to put on a coat and warm snow boots, and then went to the hall to see if Mu Yechi was out of the way or lying on the sofa.

There was no one in the hall.

How did you really leave cleanly?

Jiang Scarlet was a little unconvinced, and was about to go to the balcony to have a look, when she saw the warm wall lamp in the kitchen.

Could it be that President Mu, who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers, is tinkering with supper in the kitchen? This is really a strange thing, comparable to the big news of international diva actors.

With curiosity, Jiang Scarlet approached the kitchen lightly, stood at the door of the kitchen, and saw Mu Yechi's tall and majestic back standing in front of the pot, cooking something.

It may be a little hot, Mu Yechi rolled the sleeves of his white shirt to his elbows, the strong muscles in his arms tightened the shirt, and the white shirt was tightly attached to his back, because of the sweat, his wide and relaxed back exploded into a charming looming.

Jiang Crimson swallowed his saliva, feeling a little dry.

I was curious and wanted to see what kind of supper Mu Yechi was making, but I accidentally saw such a heart-pounding picture.

Especially his warped PP, because of the tightness of his shirt, it made her panic in her sight, and she felt like she had been poisoned.

didn't want to look at it, but his eyes couldn't help but stare directly at Mu Yechi, staring at the place where he shouldn't be staring......

I'm going to die!

Jiang's crimson face was very hot, hot, hotter than the fire burning in the kitchen.

She licked the corners of her mouth, pinched herself hard, and was about to quietly leave when she was not curious, when she raised her head and collided with Mu Yechi's puzzled deep green eyes.

“……”

“……”

Jiang Scarlet was nervous and weak when he was caught red-handed, Mu Yechi was embarrassed to find out that he was cooking?

The two stared at each other until there was a gurgling sound in the pot and they woke up like a dream.

The smell of mushy noodles wafted out of the pot.

Mu Yechi's sculpturally handsome and noble iceberg face was hot, and a suspicious flush flashed, and then he coughed lightly, turned around and turned off the fire, picked up the lid of the pot and covered it directly.

Jiang Scarlet: "What else is ...... hiding, isn't it that the noodles can be boiled, and her nose is not blind.

It's just that seeing Mu Yechi's honey juice embarrassed, standing motionless in front of the pot to protect it, the corners of Jiang Scarlet's mouth curled, and his mood became inexplicably happy.

She took the towel, squinted her eyes, walked over with a smile, raised her eyebrows and asked Mu Yechi, "Yo, Mr. Mu can also cook, let me see what delicacies of the mountains and seas are cooked by your precious hands, and how precious it is to be able to taste the taste of Mr. Mu's own cooking." ”

Mu Yechi had a cold face and a serious face: "Go out, don't you dislike me to death, and want to eat what I cooked?" You think beautifully! ”

The straight nose bridge is facing the sky, and the arrogant posture is so capricious and noble.

Mu Yechi then stared at her with the eyes of a human like Jiang Crimson, telling her to get out of the pot so that he could pour out the pasta that had been pasted in the pot.

He's not stupid, maybe the eight characters don't get along with the kitchen, and the fire burns too much on its own, so you can't blame him......

Jiang Scarlet sneered and looked the proud Mu Yechi up and down, "Get out of the way and take a look, if you don't give me food, won't I give it a look to relieve my cravings?" ”

Mu Yechi's face was serious, and he protected it tighter, "Don't give it!" Get out. ”

"Stingy!"

Mu Yechi said goodbye with a cold face, and the birds were not birds.

Jiang Scarlet squinted at Mu Yechi from the corner of his eyes, and saw the embarrassment and nervousness of the honey in the depths of his eyes, hey, it's so cute? However, it's not cute, it's not cute at all!

Jiang Crimson retracted his gaze, turned around and walked away lightly.

It's not cute, it's not cute, it's not cute!

Mu Yechi is a villain, isn't she afraid of losing face so she doesn't show her, she doesn't know that he is an arrogant and arrogant guy.

Jiang Scarlet comforted herself, sat on the sofa, reached the teacup, and drank absent-mindedly.

I waited for about ten minutes. Mu Yechi came out of the kitchen, his face was cold, and the outline could freeze.

He walked to the hall and sat beside Jiang Scarlet.

Jiang Hui came back to his senses, and turned his head to look at Mu Yechi suspiciously, "Mr. Mu doesn't cook supper?" ”

"What to eat." Mu Yechi straightened his back and asked Jiang Crimson coldly.

"You want to cook it for me?"

Mu Yechi's psychological shadow was even more fierce because of Jiang Scarlet's words, he gritted his teeth and snorted lightly: "In the middle of the night, who is in the mood to go to the kitchen to cook, what to eat Say hurry up, I'll call takeout!" ”

“……”

"Say it." Mu Yechi touched his stomach.

Jiang Scarlet couldn't help laughing, looking at Mu Yechi's gritted teeth, she happened to be a little hungry.

There was no answer, she put down her teacup and stood up.

"What for!" Mu Yechi tensed his body and stood up, his eyes looking straight at Jiang Crimson.

"You have a bit of a batter smell on you, don't you smell it yourself?" Jiang Scarlet sniffed and sniffed in the direction of Mu Yechi.

Mu Yechi: "......"

Jiang Scarlet moved her hands and feet, feeling that it was not so painful and numb, so she walked into the kitchen with confidence.

As soon as she disappeared, Mu Yechi's face turned red for a few seconds, and finally he quickly took off his shirt, and when he was about to unbutton his pants, he suddenly remembered something, and his long legs ran into the kitchen quickly.

The lights were on in the kitchen, and Jiang Scarlet was wearing warm pajamas, bending down to open the refrigerator to get the materials.

When she was alone, she didn't bother to cook and eat by herself, and she didn't expect that the few times she had cooked by herself recently was feeding the man she hated the most.

"Don't move—"

Jiang Scarlet was taken aback by the low drink behind him, and the piece of meat in his hand almost fell into the floor, and he wanted to turn around and scold Mu Yechi for what the hell, but his body was hugged by Mu Yechi from behind.

Without saying a word, Mu Yechi hugged Jiang Crimson, cautiously, and stood far away from the fire before letting go of her.

Jiang Crimson was confused.

Doesn't he like to squeeze her the most and order her to cook something for him to eat, which will be hungry, and she will be ready to cook and still stop it?

"Don't move, I'm not hungry, I'll go find some biscuits and eat a little and we'll go to bed." Mu Yechi said as he let go of Jiang Scarlet, turned off the fire, closed the refrigerator, and put back the materials that Jiang Scarlet took out.

He turned around and said to the stunned Jiang Scarlet, "Let's go, let's go out." ”

Jiang Fei woke up like a dream, "Aren't you very hungry?" ”

"I'm a little hungry, but I won't let you cook it, it will hurt, and it will hurt if you are touched by the temperature of the fire." Mu Yechi stood beside Jiang Scarlet, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I wanted to cook noodles for you just now, but I boiled the noodles, which is more mushy than the egg noodles you wanted to cook for you on your birthday when you were a child." ”

Mu Yechi was a little depressed, and his voice sounded particularly low, dull and mush.

When he was a child, he gave Jiang Scarlet boiled egg noodles for his birthday every year, Jiang Scarlet said that when his mother did not die, he promised her that he would cook it for her, and said that if she ate egg noodles, she could live a long and happy life, which was the thing she remembered most clearly.

Because she couldn't wait for that day, her mother left her, so Jiang Scarlet remembered very well that in the first year of her birthday in the Mu family, she didn't see egg noodles, and she was very sad that night, and secretly told Mu Yechi in the middle of the night.

On every birthday in the future, Mu Yechi cooked it for her, even though it was the same paste every year, but they ate happily.

Those happy little secrets are so beautiful that Jiang Scarlet doesn't dare to remember them anymore.

Mu Yechi took her out of the kitchen and coaxed her softly.

The corners of Jiang Scarlet's eyes were a little sore, and she felt a little sad in her heart, and her unspeakable sadness was tearing her heart and struggling.

"What, did you get burned by the fire?" Mu Yechi took Jiang Crimson's little hand and asked her softly.

Jiang Scarlet's eyes were a little evasive, and he withdrew his hand from Mu Yechi's hand, "It's nothing." ”

It's nothing?

Mu Yechi frowned, "You go lie down first, and I'll go out to buy food for you." ”

"Don't!" Jiang Feise stood up and said loudly.

She shook off Mu Yechi's hand, feeling a little bad.

"Hmm." Mu Yechi stared blankly at the empty hand, lowered his eyebrows, and hid his loss.

"Let's go, go out for supper."

Mu Yechi's hand was warm, and it was Jiang Scarlet who took his hand.