The doorbell didn't ring, Xiao Yunli didn't hear it.

But a certain girl's blushing appearance, he could see it clearly, and a certain pain that was originally filled in his heart was quietly soothed, in fact, he really didn't say it wrong.

Mu Ziqian's move was clearly saving him from fire and water, and now he can only say that everything is fate.

Under the strange fate, Mu Ziqian and Xiao Yunli spent the first night smoothly - well, don't get me wrong, just sleep under the quilt.

No, it seems to be more misunderstood, but they even have two rooms.

Mu Ziqian doesn't have any idea of indulgence, and it's not up to her to see if Xiao Yunli has it, but now it doesn't make a difference, the main thing is that she is the one who is in charge.

When she woke up the next day, Mu Ziqian never imagined in her life that she would one day see a man in the kitchen.

Xiao Yunli looked unexpectedly unobtrusive with an apron, naturally as if he had done it many times, he glanced back when he heard the movement, and when he saw Mu Ziqian, he didn't smile, just nodded.

"Are you awake? I guess you're probably waking up now, don't worry, three minutes at most, and the porridge will be cooked. ”

Mu Ziqian pretended to be unhappy and curled her mouth, looked at the side several times, and suddenly asked him: "But you didn't ask me what I wanted to eat yesterday, what if I don't drink porridge?" ”

Her words sounded completely unreasonable, but they were deliberate, and Xiao Yunli could naturally hear it.

He shook his head quietly, he only felt that Mu Ziqian's coquettishness was really different, but fortunately, he was not helpless, as long as he coaxed him.

"So, is it true that Qianqian doesn't drink porridge? If I say that, I can still make sandwiches now, right? ”

As if all the unhappiness would be accepted in full, Xiao Yunli's attitude undoubtedly made him a few points higher in Mu Ziqian's heart, and he nodded with satisfaction from the person who was good at hair.

pretended to be reluctant to speak: "It's not impossible to say this, it smells quite fragrant, so let's do it today." ”

She said as she walked back, after all, the person who had just gotten up had not finished washing up, and it was too much to do it now, but there was one thing that really didn't lie.

That porridge really smelled good, at least countless times better than the porridge that had only eaten the dark dishes made by Du Meimei.

Although Du Meili will definitely rush over and beat her up when she hears this definition, but when she thinks about it seriously, except for the previous two years, and a few years ago, Du Meili has not been in the kitchen for a long, long time.

After all, they are all rich people now, and Du Meili also knows that her skills are not good, and her children are all pinching their noses and forcing them.

She naturally thinks that not cooking is good for both parties, and Mu Ziqian has to think so for the sake of her own life safety, but sometimes, there is still a little bit of anger.

Or maybe it's nostalgia, this one sounds a little lighter, nostalgic for having someone go to the kitchen for themselves.

Mu Ziqian rinsed her mouth and looked at herself in the mirror, the sound from the kitchen was not clear, and the sound of the collision of dishes and chopsticks was somewhat vague, which kindly made her have to suspect that she must have picked up a treasure.

No, no, according to the mythological story, I really picked up the pea girl, and the snail girl can do it.

It seemed that something was wrong, but it was about the same, she spat out a mouthful of water, and began to rub the lotion again, listening to the movement over there and guessing what was going on over there now.

There seems to be a bit of footsteps, and now it is estimated that Xiao Yunli is going to the living room with the pot, and he should come over to urge her soon.

Thinking like this, Mu Ziqian subconsciously accelerated her movements, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the footsteps to sound again, and this time she stopped at the door of the bathroom, and Mu Ziqian turned back vigilantly.

What caught my eye was a one-meter-eighty-three man who had not taken off his apron yet, leaning against the door frame and looking at himself with a smile.

He smiled lightly at her, but Mu Ziqian had some unnatural stiff movements, she coughed, and took the initiative to say, "If you are hungry, you can eat first, you don't have to wait for me." ”

There is a little concern in this politeness, and there is a certain sense of indescribable routine.

It's like...... It's as if they were just an ordinary couple, and on ordinary days, the wife wakes up late, and the husband comes over to see her with some worry.

This thought made Mu Ziqian in a trance, but she quickly thought of the unhappy marriage not long ago.

She suddenly came to her senses.

After all, Xiao Zhijie, the scumbag, didn't stay at that so-called home at all, even if one day, he accidentally got drunk and had to stay at home, often he left immediately after waking up.

In this case, she can also maintain the principle of never touching her, and Mu Ziqian couldn't figure it out during that time.

Is this man a scumbag or a good man?

can control his lower body, but he is messing around with flowers and grass, and confidants are everywhere, but this didn't cause any strange scandals, shouldn't it be that man?

The complaint in her heart suddenly went in a weird direction, and Mu Ziqian hurriedly calmed down, shook her head and shook those things away.

Xiao Yunli raised his eyebrows and smiled at this time: "It's okay, I'll wait for you, I'm not in a hurry, you take your time, it's still very early before you go to work." ”

Mu Ziqian suspected that he was counting according to his own travel time, turned his head to look at him, and couldn't help laughing.

"But I still have to put on makeup, don't you think you don't need makeup?"

Saying this, I really envy him, Mu Ziqian looked at the few small samples used to touch up her makeup in her handbag, suddenly puffed up, turned her head and asked him: "What should I do if I suddenly don't want to put on makeup?" ”

Why does she have to put on makeup, Xiao Yunli doesn't need it, I didn't think about it before, but now I ......

Mu Ziqian is crazy hungry!

Xiao Yunli has always accepted Mu Ziqian's questions as ordered, he raised his eyebrows, and clearly heard the meaning of her words: "Then don't paint, anyway, you look good without makeup." ”

The latter sentence really won Mu Ziqian's heart of victory and defeat, but being so skilled also made her a little vigilant.

Although he was embarrassed to ask how many people he had praised like this, Mu Ziqian thought about it and pretended to remind him inadvertently: "You can't praise others like this in the future." ”

Xiao Yunli naturally asked, "Why?" ”

"Hey, where did it come from, why don't I paint when everyone else wears makeup, you are encouraging mavericks, it's very difficult to manage."

Mu Ziqian talked nonsense, and when she saw Xiao Yunli listening to it, she nodded seriously and couldn't help but want to laugh.

She went on to say, "But I'm the president, and it's perfectly fine to be a maverick." ”