After getting off the bus, Mo Xiaoxing returned home with a large bag.

She slammed her shoulder against the door and heard the rustling of water coming from the kitchen.

Su Chengying shouldn't be cooking by herself, right?

Mo Xiaoxing was startled, threw things on the table, and rushed to the kitchen.

The picture of Su Chengying washing vegetables with one hand came into view.

"You're back......"

Hearing the voice, Su Chengying turned around, greeted her, and then scooped up the tomatoes in the water, put them on the board, and picked up the knife to prepare to cut it.

Mo Xiaoxing hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Your injuries are not healed, what are you cooking?" Get out! ”

It's so fierce......

Su Chengying said: "I'm just injured, not disabled...... You see. ”

With that, he threw the knife upward, caught it in the air with his uninjured hand, and then "snapped" and slashed.

The hand is powerful, the action is smooth, and the speed is extremely fast, with an interval of less than a second.

Tomatoes are cut into small thin crusts with a uniform thickness.

Mo Xiaoxing was dumbfounded, picked up a piece and looked at it carefully, he couldn't believe that it was cut by an injured person.

Is he Superman?

"You must have learned to cook before, didn't you?" Mo Xiaoxing put down the tomatoes and asked.

Su Chengying shook his head: "No." ”

"Impossible! How can you cut so well without learning it? ”

"Probably because of ......" he threw the knife in his hand, the heavy kitchen knife was as well-behaved as a pet in his hand, and the corners of Su Chengying's mouth were violent: "I used the knife too much." ”

Naturally, this knife will not be a kitchen knife.

Thinking of the way he used to carry a gun with him, Mo Xiaoxing swallowed his saliva.

She was confused by Su Chengying's performance during this time, so she forgot his previous identity.

"The ......," she said, holding out her hand, carefully snatching the knife, placing it on the board, "I'll do it." ”

Su Chengying glanced at her, didn't force it, and walked out of the kitchen.

Mo Xiaoxing sighed, turned his head, and looked at the things on the board.

Their life was indeed too economical, there was nothing left in the refrigerator except tomatoes and eggs, Mo Xiaoxing quickly made a pot of tomato and egg noodles, and took out two bowls and served them out.

Su Chengying used to be Su Weiguo's henchman, what do you want? Now I'm sitting here eating noodles with her......

Thinking about it, Mo Xiaoxing felt embarrassed.

Walking into the living room, she saw Su Chengying sitting at the dining table with the chicken in front of her.

"That's ......," Su Chengying stretched out his finger and pointed.

Mo Xiaoxing's face changed, and he hurriedly ran over, put the noodle bowl on the table, packed the chicken in a bag, and threw it into the refrigerator.

"I forgot to put it in the fridge." She walked over and said.

Su Chengying said: "If there is a need, I can help." ”

"It's none of your business, let's eat."

Mo Xiaoxing threw the chopsticks over, and the two sat facing each other and began to eat noodles.

It is impossible to sit in front of him with such a big body without pressure, but after the first few days, Mo Xiaoxing has basically gotten used to it.

And Su Chengying is really easy to get along with, hard-working, and never crooked.

Just like now, Mo Xiaoxing himself feels that the noodles are salty, but Su Chengying still eats them with relish.

Mo Xiaoxing raised his head, looked at his handsome face under the light, and couldn't help asking, "Don't you feel salty?" ”

The other party nodded: "Salty." ”

She did it salty...... Mo Xiaoxing was speechless.

"And you still eat?"

"The Su family has never had noodles like this." Su Chengying said suddenly.

"Huh?" Mo Xiaoxing froze.

"The chefs of the Su family are all invited back from five-star hotels, and every dish is of a very high standard, but it is also very ...... There is no human touch, and I prefer this bowl of noodles in comparison. ”

Su Chengying has always spoken little, and rarely expresses his meaning like this, Mo Xiaoxing was suddenly very moved.

"Su Chengying......" she said in a dragging voice, with a strong urge in her heart.

She wants to be nice to him.

Su Chengying rubbed her head, and her expression was more intimate than that of a lover: "Let's eat noodles, after eating, I want to ask you to do me a favor." ”

Mo Xiaoxing immediately pricked up his ears: "What's the hurry?" ”

……

Twenty minutes later, she knelt on Su Chengying's bed, Su Chengying sat with her back to her, took off her clothes in front of her, and her upper body slowly exposed.

Mo Xiaoxing was nervous, closed his eyes, squeezed the scissors in his hand hard, and his fingers were trembling.

Su Chengying had stitches for his wound to help heal, and now, the time has come to remove the stitches.

He just asked Mo Xiaoxing to help with this.

God knows how worried Mo Xiaoxing is now, she has never killed a chicken in her life, but now she has to pull the thread out of human flesh.

Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Su Chengying stripped off the last piece of clothing, moved his arm, and said in a low voice: "Okay, come on." ”

Mo Xiaoxing took a deep breath and opened his eyes.

Sexy and majestic, the perfect body of David's statue was revealed before her eyes.

The muscles are smooth and smooth, the waist and abdomen are firm, the shoulders are broad, and there is no excess fat on the whole body.

The dark yellow glow of the old-fashioned light bulbs in the room covered his skin, giving him a textured sheen like an oil painting.

However, on the smooth back, there are many large and small scars.

Abrasions, knife wounds, gunshot wounds......

The list goes on and on.

Are these all left over from the time when the Su family was doing things?

Mo Xiaoxing recalled the fluency of swinging a knife in the kitchen, and his heart ached.

How strong do you have to be to take these past events as indifferent?

She covered her mouth, a choked sob.

Su Chengying turned around: "What's wrong?" Scarewn? I'll do it myself. ”

He said as he reached for the scissors.

Mo Xiaoxing hurriedly dodged, raised the scissors, and said, "No, no, I'll come!" ”

Su Chengying didn't insist, Mo Xiaoxing resolutely grabbed his shoulder, held his breath, and looked at the wound.

The sutures were tightly embedded in the flesh, and the hideous wounds had grown together, but they were still shocking to see.

Su Chengying wore clothes every day, and she forgot that his wound was so serious.

"Don't be afraid, come." Su Chengying said softly.

It was he who was hurt, but he comforted her in turn.

Mo Xiaoxing was extremely uncomfortable, clenched his back molars and stretched out his scissors.

According to Su Chengying's method, she cut the sutures and pulled them out slowly.

"Hiss......"

As if it had touched a nerve, Su Chengying snorted in pain, and the muscles in his shoulders also contracted visibly.

Mo Xiaoxing was so frightened that he immediately stopped: "Are you okay?" ”

Su Chengying didn't speak, and made a gesture to her to continue.

Mo Xiaoxing looked at the terrible wound, and was about to cry, pursed his lips and continued.

After working hard for a long time, the stitches were finally removed, and Mo Xiaoxing gave medicine to the wound and put gauze on it.

"Alright." She clapped her hands and said to Su Chengying, "Turn around and look ahead." ”

Su Chengying turned around obediently and said, "Thank you." ”

"Thank you, you saved me too......"

Mo Xiaoxing was talking in his mouth, but his eyes were involuntarily staring at his muscles, and his face slowly turned red.

[Author's digression]: Today's last chapter, I wish you all a happy weekend~