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Mu Qinghuan groaned as she woke up from her stupor. She angrily pounded on the man's chest as she tried to break free.

But how could she resist with that little bit of strength?

To roam, to invade, to plunder.

He had almost barged into her territory with a domineering attitude, wantonly claiming the initiative.

Mu Qinghuan's entire body was about to explode, but it was to no avail. She could only ruthlessly bite the man's lips in frustration.

However, Ji Chenyuan seemed to be able to read her mind, and just as she was about to make a move, he suddenly moved away.

This bite of Mu Qinghuan's bit through her tongue, causing her pair of bright and clear black eyes to instantly turn misty from the pain.

With her bright eyes and beautiful autumn water, she looked extremely pitiful.

It was a casual charm.

Ji Feng Yuan's eyes became deeper, and he almost could not resist kissing her again.

"Ji Yuan!" Mu Qinghuan covered her lips with both hands. There were still tears in her eyes as her face filled with anger.

This man was purposely going against her!

When Ji Yuan saw her embarrassed and angry look, a hint of smile involuntarily flashed across his eyes.

"Go cook, Little Xing is still hungry." The man had an indifferent expression.

Mu Qing gritted his teeth in joy.

He ignored Ji Yuan and turned around to prepare dinner.

"What should I do?" Ji Yuan acted as if he did not see her impatience and asked.

Mu Qinghuan really wanted to chase him away.

"The son said, let's do it together, we can't lie to him."

Ji Yuan said seriously.

Mu Qinghuan rolled her eyes. She had already pretended to love her husband and wife, yet she still hadn't lied to her son.

The other party didn't want to cause trouble, but it was already good enough. Who would have thought that when Ji Yuan started fighting, he wouldn't even need her to tell him anything. He wouldn't even need her to instruct him, he would already have everything ready and placed in front of her.

Clearly, he knew how to cook!

The young master of the Ji Clan, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, actually knew how to cook!

Mu Qinghuan had thought that his fingers wouldn't be able to touch the Yang Spring Water.

"You actually know how to cook!" Mu Qinghuan was really too astonished. When the food was ready, she couldn't help but sigh.

"I know a lot." Ji Yuan did not know about modesty at all, he raised his eyebrows and was extremely arrogant.

Mu Qinghuan: "…"

He quickly swallowed the words he was about to say to praise the man.

This man didn't need to be praised. Even if he wasn't, he could still ascend to the heavens. If he was, who knew what he would become?

Mu Qinghuan acted as though she didn't hear anything as she carried the dishes to the dining room. As she did so, she shouted towards the living room, "Little Xing, it's time to eat!"

Little Xing couldn't wait any longer. She immediately ran over with her short legs. "It's finally done!"

Little Xing climbed back into his chair.

Mu Qinghuan had never seen Little Xing act so impatiently before, so she hurriedly carried her son to a chair.

"Wah!" "So generous!" The little girl's eyes were filled with stars as she looked at the two of them with undisguised admiration. "Daddy's Mommy is so amazing!"

The little bun was not stingy with his praises.

He quickly took his chopsticks and bowl and prepared to eat.

However, although the little bun knew how to use chopsticks, he was clearly too excited and couldn't pick it up properly even after a long time.

Mu Qinghuan hurriedly helped her son to pick up the dishes. As she looked at the little bun's blissful expression, she couldn't help but laugh.

As long as her son could continue to be so happy and happy, it wasn't as if she couldn't bear those displeasures.

He wanted to be honest, but it wasn't impossible …