"It takes so long to take a shower, is this bathroom contracted by you?"

Hearing the voice of the demon behind him, Bingru didn't dare to turn around for a long time, and the whole person was in a state where one hand was still on the door lock, and the cat was bent against the door.

Looking at the woman in front of me, it was like being nailed to the bathroom door.

"If I say a word about you, will you become a puppet?" Lying on the bed, Mo Gu seemed to be watching a joke, and when Bingru didn't know whether to advance or retreat, he said again.

There was no way, Bingru had to turn around slowly, pursed her lips slightly, and said cautiously: "That, I just took a shower, and I saw that the lights outside had been turned off, thinking that you had already fallen asleep, so I didn't dare to disturb you......"

She was answered by a silent silence.

Mo Gu didn't answer her.

Because the lights were turned off and the curtains were drawn, the room was pitch black.

In the dark, Bingru could still subconsciously feel that the man on the bed was looking at him, only to feel that he was standing there like a lamb to the slaughter, waiting for Ling Chi on the bed who might turn into a beast at any time......

After a while, Bingru timidly raised her head, which had been looking at the floor, and found that Mo Gu on the bed had turned around and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Bingru tiptoed to the side of the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and lay down gently.

Bingru, who had just been lying in, felt nervous and cold, and didn't even dare to move, so she could only silently pray in her heart that the demon on that side would fall asleep quickly and not do anything to herself.

As the minutes passed, Bing Ru slowly relaxed his vigilance, and drowsiness hit.

An unexpectedly calm night.

The first rays of sunlight shone into the room the next morning, and when Bingru opened her eyes in a daze, Mo Gu, who was lying far away on the other end of the bed last night, was gone.

Bingru smiled very soberly, fortunately, and spent the night safely.

After getting up and washing, Bingru began to repeat yesterday's work again.

Bingru thinks, my meal is ready, my obligations have been fulfilled, and it is your problem whether to eat or not.

I did it today and you didn't eat it, okay. I'll do it again tomorrow, and if you don't eat it, I'll do it again. You can't find fault with me.

For the next few days, it was the same day.

During the day, Mo Gu went to work early, and after Bingru got up and had breakfast, he began to take care of the housework, choose ingredients, and cook. Always able to pinch the time just right, at the moment when Mo Gu entered the door in the evening, the last dish came out of the pot, Bing Ru wore an apron and arranged the dishes one by one according to Mo Gu's preferences, and then stood next to a chair pulled out by the dining table, respectfully waiting for Mo Gu, who had just changed his shoes, to come over for dinner. Play yourself as a capable maid, an obedient maid, as much as possible, and let your boss, your own young master, have nothing to say.

However, Mo Gu always went upstairs without saying a word after glancing at Bing Ru and the food on the table.

Then, Bingru eats the food on the table by herself, and after eating, she packs up the dishes and goes to Mogu's room.

Mo Gu always washed up before Bing Ru came up, hugged his computer on the bed, and looked at the computer screen intently.

When Bingru came out of the bath, Mo Gu had already fallen asleep.

And so it was repeated for three days.

On the evening of the fourth day, life finally changed as if it were a replay.

That night, Bingru still served the dishes out of the pot at the moment Mo Gu came back as usual, walked to the table with the last dish, and after arranging the table of delicacies according to Mo Gu's preferences, he stood next to the chair and clasped his hands in front of the apron, respectfully waiting for Mo Gu to come to eat.

I thought that Mo Gu would still ignore Bingru and her hard-working dishes as usual and go straight upstairs, and then he could enjoy the food on the table alone after he went upstairs......

However, after Mo Gu changed his slippers at the door, he didn't go straight to the stairs, but turned around and walked towards the dining table where Bing Ru was, realizing that Bing Ru, who had changed in Mo Gu's direction today, even became breathing......

His eyes were still looking at the ground as always, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the visitor, and he gently pursed his lower lip, which was a habitual action when Bingru was nervous.

Mo Gu walked to the table and sat down on the chair that Bingru had pulled out, ready to eat.

Although Bing Ru hated the man in front of him from the bottom of his heart, it was undeniable that his eating appearance was really perfect, and he was a textbook model.

From the posture of holding the cutlery to the grace of chewing the food, it can be seen that this is a man who has received a good table education......

Bingru stood beside Mo Gu, and he didn't dare to come out, as if he was waiting for the subject teacher to judge the homework.

However, Mo Gu didn't say a word during the whole process of eating, and after eating, he just slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin.

No reviews, nothing.

Just sat down and had dinner.

It was as if the ice standing on the side was like air.

Bingru saw that Mo Gu was about to get up, and finally couldn't help but ask, "That, I want to ask if there is anything unpleasant about the food cooked today?" ”

Mo Gu, who heard Bingru's question, raised his eyes to look at her, and said his evaluation succinctly and coldly: "The oil is big." ”

With that, he stood up and prepared to walk towards the stairs.

Bingru was about to sit down and eat leftovers when she heard Mo Gu on the stairs speak again.

In the past few days, they have been resting in Mo Gu's bedroom, and although they don't share the same bed, they have hardly heard Mo Gu speak, let alone the language exchange between the two. Although he was thinking about what to do to satisfy this man and do the best he could think of, Mo Gu never even said a word, which really made Bingru unpredictable. Several times I wanted to ask myself when I would be free and reunited with my father, but I was afraid of igniting this powder keg, so I didn't ask.

Who knew that Mo Gu actually took the initiative to say it today, which surprised Bingru and saw a glimmer of freedom.

"I know what you're thinking, my Mo Gu has always counted when he speaks, and if I am satisfied, I will let you go. You've been cooking the meal, but it's not to my taste, and when I'm satisfied, you can go. ”

After saying that, he opened the door and went back to his room.

After listening to Mo Gu's words, Bingru stood at the dining table and was stunned for a long time.

The question that had been bothering him for so long, the demon actually took the initiative to announce the answer.

That means that tomorrow, if the food is cooked in his mouth, won't he be able to leave?

Bingru's heart was excited.

Sit down and have dinner, today's meal is really delicious!

After eating, she almost hummed a little song and cleaned up the tableware, after all, she was still a child who had not grown up, and she would not hide her joy at all if she was a little happy.

After cleaning up, Bingru went upstairs to Mo Gu's bedroom, opened the door, and Mo Gu still took a shower as usual, holding a notebook and sitting on the bed.

Because of her good mood, Bingru actually felt that the demon in front of her seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye than a few days ago, and it was not so disgusting.

I took my bathrobe and went to the bathroom to take a shower.