Chapter 191: Special Hobbies

If they knew that, they would be the true God. However, Dust Desolation still answered: "Please speak." ”

"The Bull Demon King is infinitely powerful, and he loves women like his life. ”

"Isn't it? You just robbed men, and you robbed women?"

Bai Mao'er was stunned, her train of thought seemed to be off track.

"I didn't rob it, I paid for it. ”

"Oh, you go on. ”

Bai Mao Er continued: "Since that little wind came, the Bull Demon King has never touched a woman again. The person who was originally mentally energetic suddenly became depressed, not to mention, and refused to come into contact with people other than Xiao Zhuanfeng. ”

"This ......"

Dusty couldn't think of a reason, after all, she was not a man, and she didn't know what kind of psychology men had about that.

"Mu Chen..."

Dusty turned his eyes to meet him, and was shaken by his strange gaze like electricity.

The corners of Mu Chen's lips curved, and then he said, "Don't ask me, I really can't answer this question." ”

Hearing this, Dust Desolate inexplicably felt that his ears were hot, and he lowered his head and muttered: "Suddenly he doesn't like women, and he doesn't let others get close to him, does he like men?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a shock.

The two men looked at the unaware dust in astonishment, with indescribable expressions.

Dusty frowned, "Why are you looking at me like that?

I don't know about him, but how could she say such a thing, isn't it because she has read too much of the book?

Mu Chen said: "Does the lady like to read books?"

What does this have to do with reading the book?

Dusty and puzzled, he said: "I think we should not dwell on this issue, whether it is or not will be known." ”

Bai Maoer was still trapped in the sentence 'Could it be that he likes men' and couldn't extricate himself. I don't know what he remembered, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

After a while, he squeezed a sentence out from between his teeth, and the two of them rested first and left.

After Bai Mao'er walked away, Mu Chen couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at the fact that I had picked up a live treasure. Mu Chen raised his hand and pinched her face, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry. "The dust flattened his mouth.

"Let's go, let's see if there's anything to eat. ”

"Where to look?"

"Go to the stove. Mu Chen said, and led the dust out of the house.

Qiufeng Village is a single courtyard, in which there are all kinds of stove houses and thatched houses, which are similar to a small farm yard.

Mu Chen led the dust to the back stove room. As soon as Dust Desolate saw that posture, he knew what he was going to do.

"Mu Chen, are you going to cook?"

"yes. Seeing Chenhuang's expression of disbelief, he smiled and teased her, "What's the matter, I'm afraid that the food I cook will be hard to swallow?"

"I just admire that you are still in a relaxed mood at this time. ”

"As long as I am with my mother, I have leisure wherever I am. ”

Ho, this mouth looks like honey.

Dusty knew that he couldn't stand his ridicule, so he quickly changed the topic, "I'll choose a dish." ”

Mu Chen raised his eyes and looked at the board, and saw that the dishes placed on it were all washed. He didn't tear her down, smiled, and went to the stove to make a fire.

After washing the dust, he picked up the vegetables with his hands, picked up the kitchen knife on the board, and skillfully cut and put them on the plate. She brought the dishes to the stove and asked Mu Chen casually, "What does Mu Chen like to eat?"

"I like to eat a lot of food, but my favorite is you!"

As long as the two of them get along alone, Mu Chen will always use excuses to tease her, and she is almost used to it.

Dusty raised his eyes to look at him carelessly, "It seems that Mu Chen doesn't flirt with girls on weekdays." ”

"Wronged!"

"It's not wrong at all, I haven't seen a man like you smeared with honey on his mouth, and if he coaxes people, he will open his mouth. ”

"Really not!" Mu Chen was anxious.

"Okay, if you say no, you don't. Dusty said perfunctorily, turned around and walked to the side of the board and picked the potatoes and shredded them.

Mu Chen stared at her back for a long time, and sat back deflated.

The two of them were busy for a while, and then they ate at the small table by the stove.

Dusty eating is not as restrained as other women, and after tasting a few bites of food, he praised: "Mu Chen's skills are amazing, you can go to open a restaurant." ”

"If the lady likes it, eat more. Mu Chen wanted to pick up vegetables for her, but his half-stretched hand suddenly retracted.

Mu Chen was unusual, he didn't take the opportunity to tease her, let alone ask her for credit, which made Dust Huang feel strange.

He's not happy!

It's the intuition of the dust.

She hurriedly put down the steamed buns and chopsticks and looked at Mu Chen, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Chen was still holding the steamed bun handed to him by Dusty in his hand and did not move, and even the chopsticks he was holding were clean.

"I'm fine. ”

"You're not happy. ”

"I didn't..."

"Mu Chen, but for Fang Cai's words?"

Hearing this, Mu Chen turned his gaze away and was silent.

"I'm sorry!" said Dusty Desert apologetically: "I knew that Mu Chen's heart was hurt, but I pretended to spill a handful of salt inadvertently. It's cruel, it's my fault!"

Mu Chen's hand on the table unconsciously curled up, and he slowly raised his eyes to meet her.

Dusty and clear eyes were open, she raised her hand to cover Mu Chen's clenched fist, and said softly: "I have never looked down on you because of Mu Chen's past. ”

It was only at this time that Mu Chen's expression relaxed a little, and he snorted: "I thought... Thought it was dusty... Hate my past... After all, I used to have a bad record, which is chilling. ”

"That's just what they think. I remember someone once said to me, you are you, you are the only one in the world, and it is more important to be yourself than to be what others see you!"

"Dusty ......"

Dusty patted his hand and said, "Eat, only when you are full can you have the strength to protect me." ”

"Okay!" Mu Chen nodded solemnly.

There is a special taste of eating a meal in his heart, and Mu Chen did not have the strength to hold the hand of the dust this time.

Dusty looked at him sideways, looking puzzled.

Mu Chen was stunned, and after a while, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and she clasped her hand and said, "Let's go." ”

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At night, the temperature in the mountains is much lower, and the dust is frozen awake. She sat up and folded her arms and shuddered.

Mu Chen saw that she was shivering with cold, and hurriedly went to pick up the robe.

"No, I'll just sit down for a while. ”

Her lips were white from the cold, and Mu Chen said that he was offended, and he hugged her into his arms.

The man's body temperature is always higher than that of the woman, and the warm current comes through his back, and the dust shrinks in his arms and asks, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

"It's raining. ”

"It's fifteen today?"

"Yes, why did Chen'er suddenly ask this?"

"Do you remember what they said about harvesting grain seven days after the full moon night?"

"And the head sacrifice. ”

"Yes, I really can't think of a second option other than the need for blood sacrifice to practice hexical arts and non-human races. ”

"It's raining tonight. ”

"Yes, I know. ”

"There is no moon on a rainy day. Mu Chen said again.

Of course she knew that there was no moon on a rainy day, but he kept emphasizing what that meant, was it to remind her of something?