There were only the two of them at the table, and Ren Jia deliberately sat not far from Mu Han.

Mu Han ignored her small movements and took care of himself to put vegetables in her bowl.

"It's just the two of us who don't have to pretend."

Ren Jia reminded him.

"You're really a bad sight."

She just thinks he's too deep into the play.

He gave her scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

The first dish that all Chinese learn, thousands of people and thousands of flavors.

The taste is not familiar, but it is not bad either.

Mu Han has been eating very fast, and he has already put down the dishes and chopsticks.

happened to look at Ren Jia for a long time.

"Delicious?"

Ren Jia was stared at by him and his scalp was numb.

"Well, it's a homely practice."

Ren Jia ended the battle with three strikes and five divisions.

"I'm done."

She got up.

"Go wash the dishes."

Mu Han arranged a job for her.

Ren Jia's face was full of doubts.

"I'm cooking and you wash the dishes, isn't that right?"

Ren Jia had no choice but to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Mu Han got up to help her.

"You can rest, I can do it myself."

Ren Jia took the tableware in Mu Han's hand, put the things in the sink, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to clean.

Mu Han followed behind her and put on an apron for her, and helped her pin her hair behind her ears by the way.

"It's a shame."

"What?"

"Hair, I like long hair."

"I'm happy with my hairstyle."

Mu Han stopped talking and quietly watched Ren Jia wash the dishes.

"I found you quite virtuous, and it would be nice to marry you back home."

Ren Jia had already cleaned up the kitchen.

"Mr. Mu's nanny can also do these things, and there is no need to get married at all."

"It's different, because it's you."

"Then I'm really unlucky."

Muhan hooked his lips.

"You are allowed to go to the study and look at it casually today."

Ren Jia blinked, speculating on his intentions.

"If you're stupid, you have to read more."

Mu Han generously opened the door of the study.

"Please come in."

After that, he turned on the computer and started working, and the right to be Ren Jia did not exist.

All that remained in the room was the sound of Mu Han sliding his mouse.

Since Mu Han generously let herself see it, then there is no reason for her not to watch it.

The last time Mu Han was staring, she was embarrassed to take a closer look at the study.

What's more, she didn't mean to drink that drunkard.

There is a whole row of books of the same style on the bookshelf.

Among the many paper books, handwritten material is perhaps the most valuable.

After all, very few people can write now.

Ren Jia was a little curious, so he took a random copy and opened it.

The purpose is a neat font, and the glyph is chic and powerful.

The framework is coherent and the logic is clear.

It's a reading note.

In today's era of fragmented reading, quality reading is particularly valuable.

Ren Jia is ashamed of this.

Each page has a date, and Ren Jia quickly flipped through a few pages.

The dates are coherent.

It seems that Mu Han has always maintained the habit of reading, no wonder he goes to bed later and gets up early than her.

She stared at the back of Mu Han's head and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

I'm not as good as an underworld!

"Flowers in the back?"

The person who kept his eyes on the computer spoke.

"How do you know I'm watching you if you don't look at me secretly."

Ren Jia closed the note with a thief's heart and inserted it back in.

"Come here, pick out some books for me."

Mu Han gave Ren Jia a place, supported the desk with both hands, and put Ren Jia in his arms.

Ren Jia looked at the children's books on the computer page and was a little messy for a while.

"This is、、Back to basics?"

"Choose a few more books that children love to read."

"I'm not a child, how do I know."

"You're not a teacher?"