The door opened.

Mu Yinan strolled into the promenade from the gate and admired this building like a work of art.

"Since you were a child, you were different from other children, and you could think of things that no one could have imagined...... "This is probably the potential of being a genius architect, right?" ”

For his praise, Mu Zhonglun seemed to have not heard it, and said impatiently: "What do you want to say to me?" Speak up! ”

"Do you know what Grandpa is going to give me?"

Mu Zhonglun had a straight face, his voice was cold and hard, and he asked in an unkind tone: "What does the old man want to give you, how do I know?" ”

"I don't know why I opened the door?" Mu Yinan's voice was very gentle, without a trace of aggression, "You don't want grandpa to give me that thing, that's why you opened the door?" Isn't it? ”

His face was softly contoured, delicate skin like jade, with well-defined eyebrows, dark eyebrows, peach-colored lips, and even if he didn't have any expression, he still seemed to be smiling gently.

The glasses add to the intellectuality, gentleness and elegance, making people subconsciously want to get close to him......

The profession of a doctor will more or less encounter vexatious patients, but Mu Yinan has never been.

As soon as the noisy patients saw him, they were like deflated balls, and they all fell silent.

"Director Mu." That's what everybody calls him.

Chief physician is the highest level of doctor's title, most of them are around 50 years old, and it is rare in China to become a director-level doctor like Mu Yinan at the age of 33.

Although he has always kept a low profile and does not give interviews, he has been repeatedly named one of the best neurosurgeons available today and is definitely a bigwig-level figure in the medical world.

On the first day of the internship, in the face of conjoined twins with heads, countless experienced surgeons did not dare to perform surgery, so Mu Yinan took the initiative to ask for help and successfully carried out head separation surgery.

is such a person who saves lives......

But he has the coldest heart.

Mu Zhonglun suppressed the emotions in his heart, "If you don't have anything else to say, please leave now!" ”

"Are you cooking dinner?" Mu Yinan didn't leave, but walked into the kitchen, "Didn't you give up on your cooking skills, and said that you would never cook in person?" ”

"You have to take care of it!"

Mu Zhonglun turned his face away.

Just when he was thinking about how to drive Mu Yinan away, the man in the kitchen began to clean up the ingredients that he had made a mess before.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why mess with other people's things? ”

"You want to make sweet and sour pork, right? I'll help you! ”

Mu Zhonglun snatched the glass bowl that Mu Yinan had just held in his hand, and scolded and mocked angrily: "I don't need someone like you to help me with a fake heart!" ”

The man who was reprimanded by him didn't seem to be angry at all, and still smiled softly and said, "Is it really not necessary? You're in such a hurry to cook, you must be in a hurry, right? ”

He continued to speculate, "Someone important is coming?" ”

I don't know why, in the face of Mu Yinan, Mu Zhonglun always has a sense of powerlessness when his fist hits the cotton.

That's how it was from a young age......

He had the worst temper among the six children, and when he had no expression, he looked particularly fierce, and no one wanted to play with him at all.

His classmates at school also excluded him and bullied him.

Mu Yinan is the only one who stays by his side every day, no matter how angry he is, how he vents, or how he messes around, Mu Yinan always talks to him with a gentle smile.

How much he cared about him and liked him once, how much he hated him and hated him now.

This guy with a smirk!

Mu Zhonglun glared at a pair of eyes in anger, and had the idea of raising his fist and beating Mu Yinan hard.

But watching Mu Yinan's slender fingers pick up the kitchen knife, cut the meat into strips of the same length and thickness, and neatly cut the ginger slices and onions, Mu Zhonglun was silent.

No one broke the tranquility of this moment.

The raw meat passed through Mu Yinan's hands, and finally turned into sweet and sour meat with sweet and sour, crispy and tender, ruddy color......

"Little zongzi!"

A childish and cute voice sounded from the door, "Little Zongzi, are you cooking dinner?" ”

Mu Zhonglun was startled and turned back in astonishment, "Ke, Kexi?" You...... How did you get in? ”

The little girl tilted her head in confusion, "Did you forget the little zongzi?" You were the one who told Koshi the code to the gate! ”

"Right...... Oh, how did I forget? He was too focused on watching Mu Yinan cook before, and he didn't hear anyone open the door at all.

Noticing that Xiao Zongzi's expression was a little wrong, Kexi looked next to him and found that there was still a person standing next to Xiao Zongzi, as if it was ...... Is it a small pumpkin?

"Are you a little pumpkin?"

Mu Yinan heard the conversation before, and wondered who this child was, but she didn't expect her to look at herself and call herself "little pumpkin".

"Little Pumpkin" is a nickname that only grandfathers can call......

Just when he was confused, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps, a sentence came from far and near, "Kexi, why are you running so fast?" ”

Mu Django hugged Kexi up, complaining like a child asking for candy, "I just parked the car, and you ran in alone, and you didn't wait for me." ”

"Little pigeon, you see, it's a little pumpkin!"

"What pumpkin? Did Mu Zhonglun make pumpkin pie today? Or pumpkin porridge? I prefer fried pumpkin balls......"

Before the "son" of "Maruko" could speak, Mu Jiangge casually glanced at the kitchen, and the moment he saw Mu Yinan, he opened his mouth in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Mu Yinan's calm eyes finally had emotional ups and downs, "This seems to be the question I should ask you." ”

The age difference between Django and Chunglun Mu is eight years, and the two have never had much in common.

After the death of his father Mu Hanwu seven years ago, several brothers almost cut off contact......

Mu Yinan never imagined that Mu Jianggo would appear in this villa, and his relationship with Mu Zhonglun seemed to be good.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

When the three adults stared at each other, the only little girl seemed to have discovered something, and her big bright eyes flashed with excitement, "Wow, wow, wow!" It's sweet and sour meat! Kexi wants to eat! ”

She shook Django's right arm with one hand and pointed to the dishes on the counter with the other, "Eat meat and ......"

"Looks like Kexi is hungry."

Mu Zhonglun decided to put aside the grievances between himself and Mu Yinan for the time being.

He coaxed the little girl, "Kexi will sit down obediently at the table first, and when we have all the dishes ready, we will take them out one by one for Kexi to eat, okay?" ”

The little girl nodded happily, "Okay! ”

Looking at Kexi's well-behaved and sensible cute appearance, Mu Zhonglun was in a very good mood, his eyebrows bent, and he couldn't help pinching her fleshy little face, and praised: "Kexi is so good!" ”

Seeing that Mu Zhonglun finished coaxing the little girl, and Mu Django took the child to the restaurant, Mu Yinan was already dumbfounded, "You guys are ......"

He thought he was hallucinating, "What were you guys doing?" Aaron, are you coaxing the kids? ”

"I'll explain these things later, I'll wash the dishes immediately, and you make them all!"

"What...... Is it? ”

Mu Zhonglun hurriedly said: "Don't say anything, don't you see that Kexi is hungry?" In short, you can make all the dishes as quickly as possible and give them to Kexi to eat. ”

Yesterday on the first day of PK, the recommended ticket was the worst of the week. Why? Aggrieved Baba ~ (T ロT)! As soon as there were few recommendation votes, I suspected that I had collapsed, and the daily flow was too easy to collapse. (●—●) Have a roasted sweet potato to cool down.

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