Chapter 18 Feeling like I ate shit
After changing his clothes, Han Jingchen took the rain-soaked clothes to the bathroom.

When I came out and saw the kitchen door was still tightly closed, I frowned, walked over and knocked on the door with a smile, "Mrs. Han, do you want to take root in it?"

Listening to the deep and magnetic voice, through a wooden door, Mu Wanqing could guess what Han Jingchen's expression should be, and opened the door with some frustration.

When she looked up and saw the smiling face, she became annoyed, "I really want to take root in it, since you know, you let me open the door, right?"

Shaking his head, Han Jingchen told her seriously, "No."

He snorted heavily, then pushed him away and ran out.

Han Jingchen looked at the person rushing into the room with a smile, and contentedly went to bring in the things in the living room, then began to roll up the sleeves of his shirt and wash the vegetables with his hands.

Mu Wanqing was actually not angry with him, just a little bit angry, but he could always make her jump with anger, but she couldn't do anything to him.

Indignant, she opened the door lightly, intending to go out to scare him, but there was no figure of him in the living room, and then walked to the kitchen.

But when he saw the busy figure inside at the door of the kitchen, he forgot to react.

Han Jingchen was wearing black trousers and a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up. He was concentrating on the chopping board and was chopping vegetables seriously.

She has always known that he is handsome, she has seen him who is cold in the office, seen his disgust when facing the female staff who failed to seduce him, and seen him break his heart for her... But she rarely sees him When he is serious about cooking.

Although he used to cook for her, he never allowed her to enter the kitchen and always kept her out of the fume.

Momentarily stunned, Mu Wanqing simply leaned against the door and just watched him quietly.

As early as she was approaching the door, Han Jingchen had already felt her presence, but seeing that she was so obsessed with his cooking, he just let her watch.

It's just that the gaze from her was too hot. After washing and cutting the dishes, he put his arms around his chest and looked at her with interest, "How is it? Mrs. Han, do you think I'm pretty and delicious? "

"Ahem", being caught by him, Mu Wanqing didn't hide it, looked him up and down, "It's just you? Heh!"

The last light and light "heh" successfully made Han Jingchen sink his face and looked at her dissatisfied, "Mu Wanqing, what do you mean? You better explain it to me clearly, otherwise I won't guarantee that I won't treat you as dinner I ate it."

Mu Wanqing raised her head and met his gloomy face, "Han Jingchen, are you threatening me?"

"Just you? Heh!" Han Jingchen chuckled and returned the words to her intact.

With a bulging face and staring eyes, Mu Wanqing felt like she had eaten shit, she wanted to vomit but couldn't, and she wanted to swallow but couldn't.

Seeing her angry and unable to refute, Han Jingchen felt better again, and went to cook very quickly.

When he finished his work, Mu Wanqing was already sitting in the living room, sulking alone, brought the dishes to the living room one by one, and filled the meal again, but she still sat there motionless.

Han Jingchen sat down opposite her, propped his face with his hands, and looked at her without blinking.

Mu Wanqing glared at him and shouted, "What are you looking at me for?"

"See if you're hungry."

Mu Wanqing was completely defeated by him, picked up the bowl, and shoveled into the rice, without any ladylike temperament at all.

"Don't be angry, I cook what you like." Han Jingchen sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for her while talking.

Swallowing down the food in her mouth, she took a while to cast him a cold look, "Han Jingchen, you are not short of money, right?"

Han Jingchen looked at her with raised eyebrows, and said jokingly, "I thought you didn't know."

Mu Wanqing was taken aback, and it took her a while to understand what he was talking about.

At that time, she stayed by his side, eating his flowers and using his flowers. She once suspected that she was a rice bug, so that when he gave her the side card of his credit card, she didn't even touch it. money.

Just for that matter, he even came to her specially, and she still remembers him asking, "Mrs. Han, are you afraid that I can't support you?"

She was stunned at the time, was it wrong for her to save him money?
Withdrawing her wandering thoughts, Mu Wanqing put down her chopsticks and looked at him solemnly, "Han Jingchen, how about I discuss something with you?"

(End of this chapter)

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