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Mo Ziran took a shovel and knocked it on the altar a few times. Was he a transparent person?!

What shameful words did the two of them say in front of him?!

If you want to whisper, whisper it thoroughly! Did he really think he could not hear her at such a close distance?

He glared at Zhao Xi fiercely, her eyes filled with threat. If she dared to tell others about him, he would definitely teach her a lesson!

Mo Ziran threw the shovel into the wok, making a crisp sound. He snorted and walked over to the soft chair beside the dining table to sit down, then looked straight at them.

"…"

Zhao Xi smiled at Mo Ziran, lowered her head and continued to handle the leftover dishes, she thought for a moment and asked Mo Ziyu, "Is there anything fun to do these past few days?"

"… …." "What fun things?" Mo Ziyu was confused by Zhao Xi's sudden question. Why did she turn here all of a sudden?

Zhao Xi's voice was not soft, the sound of the kitchen knife on the chopping board was also constantly "tuk tuk tuk", "I haven't been out for several days, is there any news from outside?" "And what's the situation now?"

When she said this, Zhao Xi realized that she really hadn't asked him for directions in a few days. Other than still designing every day, she seemed to have put all her efforts into Mo Ziran.

"…"

Mo Ziyu gaped for a moment. She wasn't paying attention to the news either.

And how would she know about Mampz? She was only the sister of the boss, not the employee.

Zhao Xi didn't seem to have to wait for her reply as she continued, "Zi Yu, do you want to learn how to cook? I'll teach you? "

"… …." I don't want to. "

Although she really liked eating, she really didn't want to learn it.

Zhao Xi laughed and did not mind, "I also thought like that in the past, I did not even know what firewood oil and salt was, but after that, I slowly realized that to be able to cook a meal for someone I like, is something that I am very proud of."

"…"

Sorry?!

What was Zhao Xi saying? Why couldn't she follow him at all?

"Stir-fried tofu doesn't seem to be difficult, but it's not simple at all." Zhao Xi's movements were not light at all as the pots and pans made "bang bang bang" sounds, "I'm going to tell you about the menu?"

"…"

Mo Ziyu was stunned.

What was this all about?

She subconsciously turned her head to Mo Ziran for help, but her voice immediately shook.

Mo Ziran lowered his head slightly, his long knuckles pressed against his forehead. Did he fall asleep in such a short time?

Zhao Xi also followed Mo Ziyu's gaze and looked over, letting out a sigh of relief before she continued to mutter.

She had done quite a bit yesterday, but Mo Ziran had still not rested last night. He had even left his room very early in the morning, and his body was already exhausted to the extreme.

"Ziyu, do you want to watch TV?"

He was already finding something to talk about.

Mo Ziyu tapped the surface of the altar in front of Zhao Xi with her finger, then pointed at the sleeping Mo Ziran, and said softly: "Should we let him sleep for a while?"

"What kind of TV series do you like to watch?" Zhao Xi's voice was still clear, and not low at all, as if she did not hear Mo Ziyu's words, "I didn't know that you also liked watching TV? If Mo Ziran doesn't like it, he will just sit beside me and criticize all those television programs to nothing. "

"…"

Mo Ziyu was completely stupefied.

She saw that Zhao Xi had even turned on the largest tap when she was washing vegetables, causing water to splash all over. She was given a shock and quickly jumped away: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

Zhao Xi's skirt was already drenched from the splashing water, but she still maintained her smile as she washed the dishes naturally: "Washing vegetables, don't you see?"

"…"

She really didn't see it.

The green leaves had been washed away by the water.

She turned her head to look at Mo Ziran.

"Don't just stand there. Come and do me a favor and bring me some plates." Zhao Xi washed the vegetables with difficulty while facing the strong splashes of water. She had probably already given up on doing so, took the plate from Mo Ziyu, placed the vegetables on a plate, and directly placed them together in the pool. The splashing water made a huge splash, "This dish doesn't seem to be edible anymore."

"… …." Sister-in-law, do you have enmity with my brother? Or do you have a grudge against me? Is it the same when you cook for my brother? "

It was even more excessive than the battlefield after the war. There was already water on the marble floor.

Was this cooking or was this destruction?

"No," Zhao Xi carefully avoided the water stains on the ground, and said with an apologetic smile, "This is the first time I've cooked this dish, I have no experience with it."

"…"

Liar.

Is this a problem of cooking!?

This was the problem of the cook!

She was proficient in every step, but she made every step feel the danger of a century-old war.

It was only when Mo Ziyu had urged her countless times, and was almost about to uncover the truth, that Zhao Xi finished her meal. And during this period, no matter how much Zhao Xi tried to stir the kitchen, Mo Ziran never woke up.

Furthermore, before Zhao Xi woke up, Zhao Xi had even found a servant to clean the kitchen. She turned to Mo Ziyu and said in an embarrassed tone, "I didn't cook well."

"…"

Mo Ziyu replied with an extremely fake smile. This was not just cooking that was bad, this was intentional destruction!

It wasn't like she hadn't seen Zhao Xi cook before!

She had seen it more than once!

Did he really think that she had lost her memories as well?!

What really stopped Mo Ziyu's resentment was the taste of the food. Although she was shocked by Zhao Xi's cooking sequence, she thought that the taste of the food was still at a normal level.

In the afternoon, Mo Ziran sat on the soft chair and read a book, while Zhao Xi sat by his side and watched him.

Mo Ziran's brows slightly moved, and without even raising his head, he said to her in an ambiguous manner: "Do you want me to love you?"

Zhao Xi shook his head gloomily, "You haven't rested well in such a long time, I'm worried you might be weak."

"…"

Mo Ziran flung the book to the side, gritted his teeth, walked over and grabbed Zhao Xi's arm, and pressed one leg on her knee while the other hand pressed on Zhao Xi's lower abdomen.

"..."

Zhao Xi had not even reacted when she was attacked by a series of attacks from Mo Ziran, and she had completely lost her sovereignty. Mo Ziran's hand was pressing on her lower abdomen, and it was possible that he could continue moving downwards at any time.

"That's because I care! "I care!"

Since when did she question him?!

How dare she question him?!

"I can't tell!"

Mo Ziran held onto Zhao Xi's hands and began to pull at her clothes, "I will definitely make you regret this!"

"… …." Mo Ziran, I was wrong! Can't I be wrong? "

Zhao Xi struggled with all her might to beg for mercy, why was he always so serious about this sort of thing!

"No way!"

If she were to say so, it would prove that she had such a thought in her heart!

Mo Ziran suppressed both of her hands, and asked her in a venomous tone: "Are you not satisfied?"

"…"

Zhao Xi was stunned for a long while before she realised what he meant by "not satisfied".

His face instantly turned red.

He was always as eager as if he had not done anything in a long time, and even if she begged for mercy, he would pretend not to hear her. Was she supposed to say she was satisfied or not?

Zhao Xi noticed the uncertainty in the depths of Mo Ziran's eyes, and was about to blurt out an angry curse and swallow it back down. However, she was angry and embarrassed at the same time, as she was feeling even more depressed and anxious, "I'll be more satisfied if you do less everyday!"

After these words were said, Zhao Xi herself was stunned.

She slapped Mo Ziran's hands, ashamed and angry to death: "Let go of me!"

"… …." What are you shy about? "

Mo Ziran pursed his lips in satisfaction, a demonic smile contained within his eyes, yet he did not loosen his restraints on her in the slightest: "But just now, you clearly looked at me with a gaze that wanted me to properly love you."

Those eyes that didn't even blink as if they were thirsting for food were practically a crime!

"… …." Mo Ziran, can you be even more shameless! "

Her eyes could not be any more normal!

She just wanted to ask if he needed to sleep a little longer!

If she had known, she would have given him more sleeping pills!

"I can, you can make me as shameless as you want."

Mo Ziran's eyes clearly said: Good girl, no matter what you want, I'll give it to you.

"…"

Zhao Xi conceded. In this aspect, she was completely no match for him.

Zhao Xi immediately hugged Mo Ziran's neck tightly, not wanting him to fall down: "I promised Sara that I would give her the Design Draft today, and you also need to rest."

She had no choice but to make up for the time she had spent during the day.

"The Design Draft isn't in a hurry, but I am."

Mo Ziran's logical words caused Zhao Xi to directly bite his neck in embarrassment: "Right now, what you need the most attention is rest!"

"Alright, we'll rest together in a while and have a good rest."

Mo Ziran lowered his head and nibbled on Zhao Xi's earlobe, her pitch black eyes shining with disbelief.

The Blue Rose extended outwards in the wind, as though it had completely escaped the effects of the storm, and the sky was clear and quiet.

In front of the clean window, Zhao Xi held a handful of colored lead in her left hand and smeared it on the easel with her right hand. Her right ear was covered with a small white earpiece.

Her gaze was gentle, focused and serious. On a nearby woolen carpet, Mo Ziran was sleeping on her side.

Zhao Xi sang softly, and as she played the melody on the earphones, her gaze would occasionally fall on Mo Ziran's body.

Probably from the moment her memory rapidly deteriorated, Mo Ziran was no longer able to sleep peacefully.

He would have nightmares, like a sudden awakening in a thunderstorm, and he would have dreams of her saying to him: Who are you?

He would rather not sleep for a long time than wake up from his dream like this.

Only when she was talking, cooking, and even when she was making a lot of noise did Mo Ziran confirm that she was awake so he could sleep steadily for a while.

But if he hadn't heard her voice, he would have woken up immediately.

Every morning, or perhaps when she woke up from her sleep, Mo Ziran would always wait for her to speak first. Only when he was certain that she hadn't forgotten him, would Mo Ziran be completely at ease.

Such deep fear.

It had been a long time since she would draw such a small white dress, but now, when she picked up the brush again, all the patterns she drew were these white ceremonial dresses with a strong sense of unease and sadness.

Mo Ziran laid quietly on the carpet, his voice jumping in the air.

Zhao Xi didn't know what method she should use to comfort Mo Ziran; even she wasn't sure what kind of appearance she would turn into when she woke up on the second day.

Now, even during the day, she felt a strong sense of sleepiness.

Zhao Xi started to look forward to the wedding.

She began to fear, too, that one day she might even forget about the wedding.