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When they reached home, the car stopped and Mu Qinghuan opened the door as if she was fleeing for her life.

She felt that she really couldn't stay too close to Ji Chenyuan.

She was originally a beautiful dog, and Ji Chenyuan's looks were so high that she couldn't control herself just by looking at his devilish face.

That must be it!

Why else would her heart beat so fast these days?

She could not be enchanted by that man's deceptive skin. Apart from that skin, that fellow had nothing else. His personality was vile and overbearing, so she had to stay far away from him!

Mu Qinghuan secretly warned him. She put down her bag and changed into her clothes before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the father and son pair.

A new kitchen, a new kitchen utensil … Mu Qinghuan had to fumble around for a long time before she finally figured out everything here.

As expected of Ji Yuan, the things he prepared were naturally all good.

The fridge was also filled to the brim with ingredients, but Mu Qinghuan actually didn't know how to cook many things, so she could only cook two small dishes.

As for whether or not Ji Chenyuan was happy to eat or not, she did not care. Who told him to insist on living with them?

As Mu Qinghuan was cooking, she was also searching for seasonings. It took her a long time to find them in the cupboard above her head. She reached out her hand to touch them, but she couldn't find them.

This is really troublesome. Why do you have to design the cabinets so high?

The man must have done it on purpose.

Mu Qing Huan grumbled in her heart as she tiptoed to reach for the seasoning bottles on the counter.

However, a pair of hands suddenly appeared behind her back, quickly reaching out to grab the bottle.

Mu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment before reacting. Ji Xuanyuan had been standing behind her all this time, and he was still holding onto the bottle with one hand!

This posture basically brought her in a circle between him and the stove, as if he was holding her from behind.

Her back could even feel the man's strong, hard chest.

Immediately, Mu Qinghuan did not dare to move. Her body froze as though she had been petrified. She took the bottle from the man's hand and said, "Thank you!"

Mu Qinghuan heard the deep and shallow laughter of the man.

The voice was very soft and filled with magnetism. It was like a rich cello, causing Mu Qinghuan's ears to instantly turn red.

What's so funny!

Furthermore, it would be great if he laughed. Why was this man so close to her!

Mu Qinghuan even felt that the man's head was slightly resting on her shoulder. Every time he breathed, his warm breath would splatter behind her ears.

Mu Qinghuan felt that the temperature in the kitchen was getting hotter and hotter.

Otherwise, why would she feel like her face was so hot that it was about to burst into smoke?

"The kitchen is too small, and you don't know how to cook. Get out of here, don't stop me from cooking! " Mu Qinghuan couldn't stand it any longer. She turned around with the intention of chasing the man away.

However, she never expected that Ji Chenyuan would be so unscrupulous.

Both of her legs seemed to have sprouted on the ground as she stood there motionlessly. When Mu Qinghuan turned around, it was as though they were facing each other, their faces almost touching.

In an instant, Mu Qinghuan's heart seemed to contract and her breathing became disorderly.

She quickly leaned back with all her might, but she forgot that there was a stove behind her. Although she hadn't fired yet, the stove was still behind her. If she kept leaning on it, she would definitely hit the stove and hurt herself.

Ji Yuan frowned, he almost reacted in an instant, he reached out his hand and grabbed —