Chapter 234: Go to sleep, there are all kinds of dreams
Mu Nanyan's eyes fell on the words in front of her, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
Lu Yiran usually lives in a spacious and luxurious villa. He has a nanny and a housekeeper at home who take good care of every aspect of his life, from food and daily life to trivial chores. He doesn't have to worry about it at all.
However, now that he has moved here, the space here is limited, and Lu Yiran probably feels cramped even if he lives here alone.
In such an environment, it is simply unrealistic to hire a nanny or housekeeper like before.
At this moment, there is no one around him who can take good care of him, and he has to do everything by himself. I think he has suffered a lot and it is really difficult for him.
Although Mu Nanyan thought so in her heart, she still said it mercilessly:
【Order takeout.】
Lu Yiran: [The takeaway food is not clean.]
Mu Nanyan was speechless. She didn't even have food to eat, yet he was still being picky. She was too lazy to pay attention to him and replied directly:
【Go to sleep, dreams can contain anything. 】
Lu Yiran: ...
This time Lu Yiran was really silent. He thought about going to sleep. Maybe he wouldn't be hungry when he fell asleep.
“Gu——”
In the silent apartment, the protests of my stomach were particularly clear.
Lu Yiran looked down at his flat abdomen. The originally distinct lines there seemed to have faded a bit.
He picked up the phone again for some unknown reason:
【Can you make me a bowl of plain noodles? 】
Mu Nanyan was hugging the pillow in a daze when she was startled by the vibration of her cell phone.
When she saw the words "Yangchun Noodles", her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Her memory suddenly went back to a few years ago, and she remembered that the first meal she cooked for Lu Yiran was Yangchun noodles.
Did Lu Yiran still remember? Or was he just saying it casually?
Mu Nanyue couldn't help but start to think wildly. She hadn't replied to Lu Yiran's message, but she had subconsciously walked towards the kitchen, took out two eggs, a small cabbage, noodles, and some ingredients from the refrigerator, and walked straight to the door.
Just as she walked to the door, she was suddenly stunned. What was she doing? She actually wanted to cook for Lu Yiran?
Mu Nanyan felt like she was going crazy. Just as she was about to turn back, she stopped again. A voice in her heart said:
"He is Chenchen's biological father. If he starves to death, Chenchen will be without a father, and he will be very sad..."
Mu Nanyan thought so and finally became firm in her idea. That's right, she only cooked for Lu Yiran for Chenchen's sake, not for any other reason.
Mu Nanyan stood in front of the door of 2302 with the ingredients in her arms. She hesitated for a few seconds with her fingertips hovering above the doorbell, and finally pressed it.
"Ding Dong~Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"
The crisp doorbell sounded particularly harsh in the silent corridor. She subconsciously looked back at her closed door, fearing that she would wake Chenchen.
Inside the house, Lu Yiran was editing the third message when his fingers suddenly stopped.
Who could it be so late?
Few people knew he was living here. Could it be Mu Nanyan? Lu Yiran rejected the thought as soon as it occurred to him. How could it be Mu Nanyan? She probably didn't want to bother with him at this point. How could she come to his house in person?
Just as Lu Yiran was thinking, the doorbell rang again: "Ding Dong~Ding Dong~Ding Dong~"
Lu Yiran got up from the sofa and went straight to the entrance to open the door. He didn't look at who it was and opened the door directly. When he saw Mu Nanyan appear at his door with a bunch of food, Lu Yiran couldn't describe his mood. He didn't expect Mu Nanyan to actually come.
"Why are you still standing at the door? You won't let me in? Then I'm leaving."
After saying that, Mu Nanyan turned around and left. For some reason, Mu Nanyan suddenly felt like she was the one who was throwing herself at him, taking the initiative to cook for Lu Yiran. She suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to escape.
However, the next second, her wrist was suddenly wrapped by a warm palm, with just the right strength so as not to hurt her but also making it impossible for her to break free.
Fortunately, Mu Nanyan held it firmly, otherwise the egg would have fallen to the ground.
Lu Yiran took the bag of ingredients with one hand, his bony fingers easily holding everything, while his other hand stubbornly held hers, as if afraid she would run away, his thumb unconsciously stroking the delicate skin on her wrist.
"Come in." His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was afraid of disturbing a beautiful dream.
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran holding her hand and frowned subconsciously, but she didn't say anything. She let him hold her hand and walked into the house together.
Mu Nanyan came here wearing slippers, so there was no need to change shoes. The two of them walked straight into the living room.
Lu Yiran placed the ingredients directly on the coffee table in the living room. Mu Nanyan noticed that there were several documents scattered on the coffee table, the laptop was still on, and there was a half-cup of cold coffee next to it.
Lu Yiran looked at her mischievously:
"I saw that you didn't reply to my message, so I thought you wouldn't come over."
Mu Nanyan rarely explained: "I came here for Chenchen's sake, don't think too much."
The corners of Lu Yiran's mouth rose unconsciously. How could he have any face in front of Chenchen now? It was good enough that he didn't plot against him. However, Lu Yiran didn't expose her, but just smiled and nodded.
"Then sit here for a while, I'll make you some noodles."
Mu Nanyan picked up the ingredients on the coffee table as she spoke, then looked at Lu Yiran and asked:
"Where is your kitchen?"
"It's the second room on the left."
Hearing this, Mu Nanyan had already walked towards the room that Lu Yiran mentioned, and Lu Yiran subconsciously followed Mu Nanyan to the kitchen.
Mu Nanyan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the kitchen had everything. She was afraid that Lu Yiran wouldn't be able to cook, so she didn't even buy any kitchen utensils when she moved in. She looked at the already opened seasonings and asked tentatively:
“Have you ever cooked at home?”
Hearing this, Lu Yiran subconsciously touched his nose. He had actually done it.
Ever since Chenchen asked him to cook last time and the food he cooked turned out terrible, he signed up for a class to learn how to cook. However, he was too busy and didn't go very often. And maybe God saw that Lu Yiran's business talent was too good, so he closed a window for him, which was cooking. He really couldn't cook at all, and the food was so bad that he doubted his life.
"Yeah, I did it once."
Mu Nanyan didn't say anything more and started making the Yangchun noodles. Lu Yiran's eyes were glued to her chopping the green onions. She was still used to separating the green onion whites from the green onions first...
As the aroma of hot soup spread, Lu Yiran leaned against the door frame and watched the steam blur Mu Nanyan's profile.
This scene was too familiar, so familiar that it made his chest ache.
Soon a bowl of plain noodles was ready. Mu Nanyan turned off the range hood and the room suddenly became quiet. She then noticed that Lu Yiran had been standing at the door and had not left. This surprised Mu Nanyan a little.
"What are you standing there for?"
Lu Yiran explained without blushing or beating his heart:
"I want to learn from you. I feel like making plain noodles is pretty simple, so I want to learn. Otherwise, I can't always bother you to come over and help me make it."
"Do you want to have another chance?"
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran in shock. When did he become so shameless...
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