Originally, Mu Yao thought that Cen Lonely had changed, but as soon as these words came out, there was a little bit of the taste of the lack of beating back then.

Mu Yao hated it so much that he wanted to punch him, but he still endured it.

He is now Mr. Xiao Cen, and as soon as he returned to China, he inherited his father's listed company, and Wang Jingqing, who is worth tens of millions of diamonds, wants to sell him face.

What is she? The notorious out-of-fashion female idol.

She laughed to herself, ignored him, entered the ward, closed the door, and stood guard at her grandfather's bedside.

Through the glass, Cen Lin saw her burying her face in the palm of her hand, exhausted.

Mu Yao went back in the evening and summed it up, so he was ready to sell his house and car, and he had the operation done first.

As soon as she added a real estate agent's WeChat, a phone call came in.

It's still silent.

"What's the matter?" She wasn't angry.

Cen Lin originally wanted to end the shelf and let her beg her, but she didn't expect Mu Yao to be so stubborn.

I couldn't bear to look at her sad, so I had to bow my head first.

Cen sat in his office, playing with the pen in his hand, and laughed cynically, "I changed my mind." I haven't slept with the female team leader yet, so it's you. You'll come back tomorrow to report. I will pay you for Grandpa Ji's medical expenses, and I will also pay you the liquidated damages for you and Feiyu. But! ”

She knew there was a "but".

"All the money you earn in the future will be mine. Until you pay my money off. ”

It's really a week's skin, and the maintenance fee has to be repaid.

But when he said this, Mu Yao couldn't ask for it, so she took out a loan for herself, used the sleep to offset the interest, and then left after paying off the principal.

She didn't want to be locked in with him all the time.

"No problem. That's it. Do you want to sign a contract? ”

Mu Yao's calmness and neatness made him not know how to answer for a while, and finally he could only reply dryly: "Let's talk about it tomorrow." With that, he hung up the phone.

The next day, Mu Yao responded to Cen Lone's appointment and came to the villa on the outskirts of the city that Cen Lone said.

This place is very remote, and it costs a lot of money to take a taxi, so she asked the driver for an invoice.

When they met, she slapped the invoice on the coffee table and said to Cen Lian: "Reimbursement." ”

Cen Lin was angry, "What? ”

"This is considered a business trip, and transportation expenses are not reimbursed?"

There's nothing wrong with that. Cen Lin transferred the money to her.

345 yuan 2 arrived, Mu Yao was satisfied, sat on the small sofa, and hung on the coffee table with his feet in red high heels, "Say, how do you want me to serve?" ”

Cen Lin pointed to the kitchen, "I'm hungry, go and order me noodles and put a poached egg." ”

Mu Yao was stunned.

That's the only food she can make.

Miss Mu's ten fingers don't touch the spring water, where can she cook, only one hand of egg noodles can be eaten.

Once Cen Lin returned to China from vacation, and the first thing she did when she got off the plane in the middle of the night was to go to her school to see her.

At that time, she lived in a rented house next to the school.

Cen Xiao knocked on the door in the middle of the night, she was surprised and delighted, and hugged him excitedly.

Strange relationships are so hard, she misses him very much, she misses him very much.

His stomach barked out of place. He couldn't get used to the plane meal, and he was hungry all the time.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and she couldn't order takeout, so she boiled him noodles and fried an egg.

The eggs are a little burnt, but the taste is ok.

Cen Lonely finished his devouring and gave her a thumbs up.

"Our eldest lady is amazing, she can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen."

"Right? What would I not have? ”

The two of them were tired of being together, and Cen Lin blocked her lips with his mouth full of omelette flavor......

Mu Yao almost forgot that they also had a time when they loved each other like that.

Eat the king's luck, and be loyal to the king. If he wants to eat, she will do it.

Mu Yao tied his apron, walked into the kitchen, and boiled a pot of water to prepare for the following.

Beauty is beauty, and it is also beautiful in firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Looking from behind, the small waist of the apron is pinched, two snow-white and straight calves are exposed from the Xiangfei-colored woven skirt, and the red high heels make people's mouth dry.

Cen Lin hugged her from behind, and his hand touched the skirt of her skirt......