Chapter 75

But at the moment, Su Xiangwan only cleaned out good rice. He planned to ask Mu Beiting whether he liked soft rice or hard rice.

Can just push open the bedroom door, can see a man nearly 1.9 meters, wearing a navy blue home clothes, holding a pillow, is curled up on her sofa.

Originally, the sofa was not small, but when he lay down like this, he was a little bit

"You..."

Su Xiangwan winked at the corner of his eyes. Although he was still handsome, this behavior seemed to be a little inconsistent with his image.

Mu Beiting was embarrassed, so he sat up and coughed his throat.

"I'll measure the length of the sofa." Mu Beiting was serious.

Su nodded slowly to the evening, "has it been measured out?"

"One meter seven."

Su Xiangwan picked her eyebrows, but I didn't expect that he had actually measured it out.

But what does he test the sofa for?

Do you have any quirks?

Seeing that she looked at herself with a kind of "malicious" eyes again, Mu Beiting's face was a little ugly: "should I have a look at the review..."

We have to If you disagree, you threaten her with a review.

Su quickly turned to the evening and returned to the kitchen without seeing or hearing.

But after a few steps, I remembered the purpose of looking for him.

After a circle in the same place, he came back and said, "that Would you like the rice soft or hard

"Not hard."

Su Xiangwan slightly Zheng, then forced to nod.

Good. It's a very good answer.

After su turned to leave at night, Mu Beiting gently let out his breath and scratched his hair with some annoyance.

Let him not wipe the usual cold and deep, but more childish.

……

After su Xiangwan returned to the kitchen, Meizizi prepared the meal.

She was not afraid of him and threatened her with criticism.

Paper tiger.

She was afraid of his wool.

But then again, what did he measure the sofa for?

Is it conscience finding that she's going to change the sofa?

Mu Beiting calmed down a few minutes and called Shangwen to send some tools to her kitchen for a while.

After hanging up, he couldn't help walking to the kitchen door.

Gently leaning against the door, holding her arms, watching her busy in the kitchen.

Sue glanced at him in the evening, not knowing what he was going to do.

However, I have to admit that he was at that station, which was very enjoyable.

Long and cold eyes, like a carved face, light pursed thin lips, enough to make any woman crazy.

Sue sighed to the evening.

It's really good-looking.

No wonder Zhao Xinning in the previous life preferred to keep the marriage for ten years without mentioning the huge and frightening background of the Mu family. She would like to see this face for ten years.

While cutting vegetables, Su couldn't help thinking that if Mu's family went bankrupt one day, he might be able to live a very moist life by selling his face.

"Well...!"

I don't know if it's to punish her fantasies. Su Xiangwan, who had not used a kitchen knife for a long time, cut her index finger without mastering it.

She subconsciously threw away the kitchen knife, looking at the blood beads on her fingertips instantly overflowed, and her painful face changed a little bit.

What bad luck!

It's really beautiful and harmful!

What are you doing? Who are you going to harm?

She is not polite to return all the sins to Mu Beiting's face, but has not returned to God, a figure beside her is faster than her action.

Hearing her exclamation of the moment, Mu Beiting quickly stepped forward, big hands tightly grasp her index finger, more nervous than she.