However, Xi Mushen just said simply: "Make me supper." ”

It's as simple as that?

Shu Xiaomian was surprised and delighted, didn't think about it, and nodded vigorously: "Mmmm, good!" ”

Not to mention making supper, just let her make a full banquet, she is willing!

Otherwise, what are they called?

Xi Mushen looked at the girl's happy appearance, and the corners of her mouth twitched, hiding a doting arc.

He let go of her and sat down at the bar next to him.

Shu Xiaomian was free, breathed a sigh of relief, quickly sorted out the folds on her clothes, walked to the stove with a red face, washed the pot, and put it on with water.

After doing a series of movements, she suddenly realized that something was wrong!

Nima, obviously she is telling the truth, why did she, the victim, have to make amends and ask for forgiveness after being touched by him?

This man is simply a pit, a huge pit!

Shu Xiaomian was indignant in her heart, and when she opened the drawer, she caught a glimpse of the self-cooking hot pot inside, and her black eyes suddenly lit up.

She turned her head to look at Xi Mushen, and asked with a bright smile:

"Uncle Nine, do you eat spicy?"

Xi Mushen didn't expect her to care about him, and replied lightly: "Don't eat." ”

"Oh, okay." Shu Xiaomian smiled, turned around and took out the Sichuan-style spicy flavor, and skillfully made it.

Fifteen minutes later, she obediently took it over and put it in front of Xi Mushen:

"Uncle Nine, yours."

Xi Mu lowered his eyes and immediately furrowed his brows.

I saw that the red oil floated a layer, and there were countless clearly visible chili peppers floating on it, which looked ruthless.

"You did it on purpose?"

"Nope! This one isn't spicy at all, it's really not spicy. Shu Xiaomian replied confidently.

As she spoke, she walked over and took her share, sat down in her seat, deliberately put a piece of chili pepper in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then looked at him calmly:

"Look, it's delicious, don't you believe you taste it?"

Xi Mushen looked at her sincere and innocent little face, and the ghost sent a letter to God.

His slender hand picked up the chopsticks, added a small piece of vegetarian food and put it in his mouth, and his face changed instantly.

"Ahem!" Xi Mushen took the water on the side and drank a full glass to relieve the spicy taste in his mouth.

A pair of unusually good-looking and gloomy eyes shot at her, and her thin lips squeezed out: "Shu Xiaomian!" ”

Shu Xiaomian looked at him angrily, scared and funny, forced himself not to laugh, and said innocently:

"Uncle Nine, is there something wrong with your old man's taste buds?"

Elderly......

He was thirty.

Shu Xiaomian saw his sinking face again, and he couldn't understand the dress, so he pretended to persuade him:

"When people are old, they are not suitable for supper, and they are prone to indigestion.

Uncle Nine, your body is important, don't force it, go to bed early.

In one sentence, he was full of concern, and he was changing his ways to say that he was old.

Xi Mu's stomach hurt deeply, but she didn't miss the cunning in her eyes, and she understood it.

It turned out that she deliberately wanted him to go upstairs and stay away from him.

In that case, how could he make her happy?

Xi Mushen's eyes swept over her deeply, and said lightly:

"I'm hungry, I can't sleep if I don't eat, go and pour some boiling water for me, and eat again."

Shu Xiaomian was stunned, and then ate after shabu, when he was a three-year-old child?

Moreover, don't you have hands yourself? Why did you order her?

"Got an opinion? Well? Xi Mushen asked, the rising tail note was as deep as the sea.