Chapter 161： Cooking (recommended tickets for more than one thousand plus more)

She had an illusion just now.

The paired decorations in the room made her mistakenly think that this man was going to live with her forever, and almost forgot Murong Cheng's frivolous nature.

It is said that the Three Caves of the Rabbit Rabbit, such a house, I am afraid that he has many other places, even bigger and more luxurious than this villa! So it's not surprising at all!

In the final analysis, she was too ignorant.

Murong Cheng then led Mu Zi to the study. The retro carved bookcase was slightly empty, with only a few books scattered around, and computer stationery and the like were all available.

This is where Mu Zi reviews his homework.

Mu Zi immediately said that he should learn, and pushed Murong Cheng out——

She just didn't want to stay with Murong Cheng.

I didn’t think about it before, but today’s I don’t think about it.

I always feel a little embarrassed, for a moment of delusion for myself.

But she couldn't stay in the study all the time, even if she wanted to, Murong Cheng would not agree.

Mu Zi used the computer in the study to find a few simulated test papers on the Internet, and downloaded them to pass the time.

After doing the question for a while, I could vaguely smell the food.

Mu Zi was a little surprised, there was no one else here, could it be Murong Cheng who was cooking?

She went downstairs curiously and saw Murong Cheng's tall and stalwart figure at a glance.

He is standing in front of the open kitchen, cooking steak. The original appearance was extremely handsome, tall and graceful, even wearing an apron and holding a spatula, it looked very pleasing to the eye.

It's so jealous...

Good-looking, powerful, and that's fine, but he can actually cook.

Mu Zi secretly thought: Is there anything Murong Cheng can't do?

As he slandered, he saw Murong Cheng put down the spatula, turned off the induction cooker, and took off his apron with one hand.

"Is the meal ready?" Mu Zi poked his head and glanced at the results of Murong Cheng's labor.

Murong Cheng frowned slightly, as if a little irritable, and said, "It's muddled."

Mu Zi: "..."

This……

……Ok.

Murong Cheng doesn't know how to cook at all.

Think about it, too, with a meticulous mother like Bai Wei, where is Murong Cheng's turn to learn to cook?

Mu Zi wanted to laugh a little, pressed his lips to hold back.

"Are you hungry?" Murong Cheng asked as usual.

He fryed things, but didn't feel embarrassed at all. He walked over a few steps and pulled Mu Zi into his arms, pressing his warm palm against Mu Zi's abdomen, as if carefully feeling her already hungry stomach.

"I called and asked Wang Zhan to bring food over," he said.

"No need, it's all night to take it over such a long road. It's very dangerous to drive in the mountains and old forests at night."

Mu Zi didn't think it was enough. It was just a meal. Both of them had hands and feet. Why would they have to let others run at night.

Murong Cheng pondered for a moment, rubbed Mu Zi's head, and said, "Hey, go read a book, I'll try again."

After that, he retired his apron and walked to the large double-door refrigerator.

He cooks for Mu Zi to eat.

It seemed that this matter was right, even if he could not cook at all.

Looking at Murong Cheng's back, Mu Zi was inexplicably warmed up.

Although he is bad, although he is disgusting, although...he is a pervert, but when he is normal, he is handsome and graceful, gentle and meticulous enough to sink any woman.

He made Mu Zi feel that he was precious and unique.

Murong Cheng opened the door of the refrigerator, frowned and selected new ingredients, carefully thinking about how to make a nutritious and delicious dinner.

Looking at his concentrated expression, Mu Zi looked a little cute.

"Don't spoil things." She took the onion from him, "I'll make dinner."

Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "You?"

Mu Zi's cheeks are pinkish red, well, actually she is not good at cooking...