Chapter Eighty-Seven: With a foul face, do foul things
"Uh-huh!" I can't help nodding, this must be admitted.
Xia Yimo's eyes lit up and swept around, only to see sweet and sour short ribs, boiled pork slices, chopped pepper spring bamboo shoots on the table, as well as the most beautiful knife skills and down-to-earth sour and hot potato shreds.
"You're really doing a great job!" She snickered and reached out to steal the chops, but before the paw paper touched the bowl, the "pop" was opened.
"Wash your hands!" A scold.
She muttered quietly, "Dead cleanliness, you're a Virgo!" But I obediently went to wash.
I took a piece and put it in my mouth, and sighed: "It's delicious!" "It's sweet and sour, it's not greasy! Boys who can cook, plus points!
"What does it smell like?" Mu Jingchen asked her as if she was curious, and smiled seriously, "Then I'll try it too!" With that, he brought the bowl to the other side.
Xia Yimo was stunned for a moment, "Hey, Mu Jingchen, I only ate two pieces, why do you want to take it away, don't ......" In the next second, he was pressed by the boy on the side of the cooking table, chasing the tip of his tongue.
With a foul face, doing foul things, a certain demon got up for a long time.
"Sweet and sour!" His voice was rustling, and he smiled wickedly at the tip of his tongue against the corner of his lips.
Xia Yimo's face flushed, and she took a big step back, "Don't think that you are good-looking, you can ...... casually" kiss others.
"Where do you think I'm random?" Mu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, "I just kissed you very seriously, do you want to experience it again?" ”
“...... Beast! Xia Yimo held her breath, pretended to be calm, and said, "These dishes can be served, Qi Qi and Yan'er are here, we will eat together in a while." ”
"Well, the soup will be ready right away."
Four dishes and one soup, after the four of them finished eating, they were full of food and drink, hugged their stomachs and chatted. After a while, Mu Jingchen found a reason and separated Xia Yimo and Qi Ziyan.
"The cause of the fire, the investigation results showed that the explosion was caused by kitchen gas, and the police concluded that the case was caused by a spontaneous combustion accident." Qi Ziran said quietly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously not accepting this result.
When Mu Jingchen was still in a coma, he followed up on this matter for him, and when he came to Mu's house today, the most important thing was to discuss this issue. This fire is so strange.
"Like you, I don't believe it's an accident at all." Mu Jingchen raised the corners of his mouth and said mockingly, "Those who dare to do this should pay for their actions." ”
Qi Ziran's eyebrows added a touch of worry, and said, "Chen, in the future, you and Momo must be careful, especially Momo." ”
Mu Jingchen nodded, hooked the corners of his mouth, and shouted, "Uncle Wu." ”
The butler bubbled.
I saw a smile in his eyes, and said, "You can arrange two people for me." ”
......
Mu Jingchen was injured, and he was dragged by Xia Yimo to rest for two days.
The eldest young master who was tied up, not only was not unhappy, but was in a very good mood, taking her around, eating, watching movies, skating ......, until his voice was fully restored, and the two of them went to class.
In the morning, in the car.
Xia Yimo rarely listened to music with headphones on, and didn't speak along the way, and Mu Jingchen, who watched it, frowned. After sweeping someone dozens of times, the eldest young master blew up.
"What band are you listening to?" He raised an eyebrow and asked, his voice as good as ever.
Xia Yimo blinked, took off one of the earphones, and said, "Mystica," kindly corrected him, and Mu Jingchen's face darkened.
He doesn't feel interested in this name at all, okay!
"Outside!"