Chapter 20: She doesn't want to work hard anymore

Even when he sat in the familiar passenger seat, Mingnan was still wondering what their relationship was now.

Friends, that’s too ambiguous.

We are lovers, but we have no official status.

The most important thing is that none of them pierced the window paper.

She didn't know that her thoughts were heard clearly by the big-tailed wolf next to her.

"What are we having for dinner tonight?"

Mu Yanshan smiled faintly, "Moving to a new house is considered a relocation, right? Shouldn't you treat me to a meal?"

Mingnan straightened up immediately. "Please? Are you relying on me?"

Mu Yanshan followed suit and said, "Then I'll treat you to a meal to celebrate. What shall we eat?"

Mingnan: “…”

[Why do I feel like you are setting a trap for me? ]

Mu Yanshan glanced at her and said, "How about we buy some food and I cook?"

"You can cook? Is that true?" Mingnan looked at his slender white hands holding the steering wheel in surprise.

"I studied abroad before, and I thought the food there was too bad, so I started to cook by myself. At first, I couldn't even beat an egg properly, and there was not only egg but also broken eggshell in the bowl. Later, practice makes perfect, and the food I made is not delicious, but at least it is edible. Do you want to give it a try?"

Taking advantage of the break in the red light, he turned around and looked at her expectantly, his eyes full of words saying: Give it a try, give it a try!

The evening light shone directly through the car window onto his face, making his features soft and clear. At this moment, he looked less like a business elite and more like a college student who had just graduated, exuding a sense of simplicity.

Mingnan's heart trembled, and he subconsciously agreed, "Okay."

So the car turned to the supermarket.

The two of them bought a bag of vegetables and came back. Mingnan's house didn't have Mu Yanshan's slippers, but it didn't matter. He went directly to his own house opposite to get them and changed into them at Mingnan's house.

Mingnan suddenly felt that living close by was really convenient.

Mu Yanshan was holding a box of vegetables in one hand, when he suddenly remembered something and turned to Mingnan and said, "These clothes get dirty too easily. Lend me your apron."

Mingnan didn't think much about it. She had bought two aprons to wear alternately, and now she had one for each of them.

After she put on her own clothes, she handed the other one to Mu Yanshan. Mu Yanshan held up the vegetables in his hand and said, "I don't have any hands, help me."

As he said this he lowered his head and waited.

Mingnan had no choice but to pick up the pink apron and put it around his neck.

Mu Yanshan stood up and turned around obediently, "Behind."

Mingnan pulled the laces on both sides and crossed them, and the apron immediately fit Mu Yanshan snugly, outlining his slender waistline.

She paused in her knotting motion and suddenly felt something was odd.

205 pops up: [You two really look like an old married couple. 】

Mingnan: [!!!]

Don’t say it, really don’t say it.

[He could have put the dishes on the marble counter and cooked them himself, but he asked me to help him. Was he doing that on purpose?]

Mu Yanshan, with his back to her, smiled without saying a word.

He put the vegetables down and handed Mingnan a basin: "Wash the vegetables for me?"

Mingnan: “Oh.”

While washing vegetables, her mind was full of questions: Who is the owner of this house?

But soon she didn't have time to think about those things. Mu Yanshan first made a dish of tomato scrambled eggs. The sweet and sour taste of tomatoes wafted out, and Mingnan's stomach immediately growled.

Then he fried a dish of black pepper beef tenderloin, a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, stewed a pot of Chinese cabbage and tofu soup, and finally mixed some cold shredded potatoes.

The combination of meat and vegetables is rich in colors, with sour, sweet, spicy and salty tastes, which makes people very appetizing just by looking at it.

Each portion is not too big, just enough for two people.

Mu Yanshan took off her apron, brought two bowls of rice, picked up a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks and put it on Mingnan's plate, "Try it and see how it tastes. I think there's a bit too much sugar."

Mingnan took a sip and found the sweetness and sourness just right. The spare ribs were stewed until soft and tasty, and the soup melted between his lips and teeth. It was simply too delicious!

Her eyes suddenly lit up and she nodded vigorously at Mu Yanshan. Without saying anything, she gave him a thumbs up.

Mu Yanshan smiled and sat down opposite her. "Is it delicious?"

Mingnan spat the bone into the empty plate beside him, put down his chopsticks and solemnly clasped his fists, "Chef Mu, I'm sorry!"

Mu Yanshan laughed softly, "Like?"

"I like it, it's delicious!" Mingnan put his hands together and asked devoutly, "Have you considered changing your career to become a chef? I can hire you."

Mu Yanshan raised his eyebrows, "Sorry, I don't have any plans for the time being."

Mingnan: “Oh.”

"But if you like, you can go knock on the door across the street. I cook for myself anyway, so adding you won't be more than an extra pair of chopsticks."

"That's so embarrassing." Mingnan waved his hands, picked up a piece of beef tenderloin and ate it. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's settled. From now on, I buy the food and you cook."

Mu Yanshan glanced at her with a smile, "Eat quickly."

205: [Host, look at your useless appearance. ]

Mingnan: [You don’t understand, it’s really a plus if a man can cook delicious food. ]

Mu Yanshan curled his lips and served her another bowl of soup.

Mingnan was so full in the end that Mu Yanshan took advantage of her daze to wash the dishes.

"I still have some work to do, so I'll go back first."

"Shall I take you there?"

Mingnan was about to get up, Mu Yanshan held her shoulders, and just as she was about to walk out, her cell phone suddenly rang.

He opened it and saw that it was an email. He thought it was some spam advertisement, but when he clicked it, it turned out to be a photo.

One of the protagonists in the photo was sitting next to him at this moment, and the other person had his back to the camera and his face could not be seen, but from the back he was a man with a good figure.

Mingnan smiled and put a red rose on the other person's ear.

The two of them were very close and at first glance they looked like a couple in love.

The smile on Mu Yanshan's lips suddenly turned cold.

Seeing that he didn't move, Mingnan looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The moment she looked up, Mu Yanshan had recovered as usual and pushed his glasses down. "Nothing, you have a good rest. I'll go back first."

After saying this, he strode away, forgetting even to take off his apron.

Mingnan watched him go back to the opposite door wearing a pink strawberry apron.

*

Mu Yanshan returned home, looked at the email again, and made a phone call, "Do you know who this mailbox belongs to?"

The other party said something, and he nodded, "Okay, help me check it out."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and sat on the sofa with an expressionless face.

Five minutes later, WeChat rang. He opened it and immediately raised his eyebrows. "Zhang Yao?"

"Oh, you are really a wicked person."

He originally wanted to tell Gu Huaichi and Mingnan, but he could also take this opportunity to let Gu Huaichi see the true colors of Zhang Yao and others.

After thinking for a moment, he clicked on the photo again and saved it, then opened the album and deleted the man, leaving only Mingnan.

This is much better.

He smiled, took off his apron and looked out the French window.

Mingnan was watering the flowers in the living room.

He took off his glasses and pressed his brow, thinking that he should keep a close eye on the person, otherwise he might be taken away by the wild dogs outside.