It was such a lot to ask for. Chu Ci puffed out her cheeks, unscrewed the plastic lid of the sippy cup, and gulped down the remaining two sips. She raised her chin and protested, "No way."
Today this little girl came here simply to contradict him.
Mu Qi snorted and chuckled, but seeing that Chu Ci seemed to be in a bad mood, he didn't say anything more.
Just at this moment, the food delivery person arrived. Mu Qi got up to open the door, brought back a bunch of large and small bags, then opened the food box in his hand, put it on the table, and called the little girl who was still sitting on the sofa to come and eat.
I really don’t know what’s wrong with this little girl. She looks angry while eating.
Mu Qi knew that the girl didn't pay much attention to things on the Internet recently. In addition, he was busy with a cooperation project at that time, so he didn't visit the girl's homepage much. Naturally, he didn't know what had happened.
When they were almost done eating, I asked again. The little girl finally spoke indignantly, biting her chopsticks, "Someone actually suspected that my family had a mine!"
Mu Qi: ...
"What?" Mu Qi frowned suspiciously and asked again. He rolled up the cuffs of his black shirt, revealing his bony wrists. He was holding a bowl in his big hand, and his tone was suspicious.
It seemed that he thought it was a bit inexplicable that she was angry because others suspected that her family had a mine.
Then the little girl repeated it to him righteously.
It’s almost like sticking a few words on your forehead.
Or rather, these words are now shining on the little girl's forehead - 'I am rich!'
'Muqi's love value +2, currently 52.'
It's really laughable.
Mu Qi put down the bowl in his hand, raised his hand and flicked Chu Ci's forehead again, "Are you unhappy because of this kind of thing?"
"Some people say that I deliberately burnt the food and omitted some ingredients to attract attention. They really look down on me. If I want to do something bad on purpose, I basically have no hope of succeeding in the kitchen." The little girl said this with confidence.
That wasn't enough. She had to raise her hand to tug at the corner of his clothes. After tugging a few times, she had to ask him, "Is that right?"
The corner of her clothes was tugged, and the little girl did this action very naturally, as if she did it often. Mu Qi glanced at the hand that was pulling her sleeve, then looked at Chu Ci's fair and tender little face, paused, and responded softly.
In fact, what the little girl said basically just passed through her ears once and came out from the other side.
All I could think of was - Damn, this is so sweet.
Then he reacted, thinking about Chu Ci's words, licked the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, as if he was recalling the taste of the cookies made by the little girl before, and then he leaned back on the sofa behind him and said, "It's okay to make it once or twice, but if you make mistakes every time..."
A model of talking without any back pain.
Chu Ci glanced at him with a sidelong brow and interrupted him, "Have you been in the kitchen before?"
Mu Qi paused, his body stiffened, and then looked over with an expressionless face, "Cooking is so simple, you'll learn it after watching it a few more times."
Chu Ci snorted, expressing her disbelief with her voice, and scanned him up and down with her big eyes, "Do you understand?"
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