Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

The sound of clack-clack-clack leather shoes stopped in the living room, very close to Qiao Muxi.

Jiang Yunting discovered a little rabbit huddled in the corner early with a pair of watery eyes.

He rubbed his fingertips and tried his best to restrain the inexplicable thoughts deep in his soul from the first glance, pretending to be stern.

"come out"

The little rabbit in the corner trembled, then he straightened his body obediently and moved step by step with his head lowered.

Qiao Muxi lowered his head. If he had rabbit ears on his head, they would be hanging down on both sides.His body shrank in fear, and his head almost fell into the soil.

No matter how slow he was, it took him so long to move to the bright spot of the living room. Qiao Muxi stood at the junction of the lights in the living room, not daring to move or raise his head.

Jiang Yunting's eyes were elsewhere, following the moving person step by step with his peripheral vision.

He has not seriously looked at this lover named himself since he got married.

If it wasn't forced, he would never marry this guide.

But now it seems that this guide is not annoying.

The air seemed to stop for a moment.

Jiang Yunting suddenly said: "Have you eaten?"

"Ah...oh, no..." Qiao Muxi realized in a daze that he was asking her a question. She quickly glanced up and then lowered her head. She didn't know why she was asking this.

Jiang Yunting frowned inconspicuously. After all, she was the hostess here, and she was not so harsh that she could not even eat.

The thought that was suppressed in my heart was that she was already my guide. A sentinel would not let his guide starve, and it was instinct to take good care of his guide.

As soon as he came, Jiang Yunting took the initiative to go to the kitchen and took off the apron hanging on the wall.

Qiao Muxi's ears listened intently, and she heard footsteps walking to the kitchen. Did the male protagonist go to the kitchen to cook?The Imperial General knows how to cook his own meals.

Qiao Muxi was neither walking nor standing, and followed her slowly to the kitchen.The kitchen wall still blocked half of his body.

The pot was bubbling, and Jiang Yunting was chopping vegetables while standing on the chopping board. The warm yellow light shone around him, making his eyes focused on cooking under the light not so cold.

Qiao Muxi quietly observed his every move.

Suddenly, the man who exuded majesty said:

"Would you like noodles?"

There was an echo like an auditory hallucination in the big room, and Qiao Muxi suddenly realized that he was asking her

"……Um"

After a while, the noodles were ready, and Jiang Yunting placed two bowls of noodles on the long dining table.

The elegant dining table and the two bowls of simple noodles were in perfect contrast.

"Come here," Jiang Yunting said in a commanding tone, and sat down to eat the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The hand holding the chopsticks seems to be eating an international meal. There is no sound at all when eating long noodles like noodles. It is extremely gentle.

Qiao Muxi sat on the stool opposite Jiang Yunting and picked up her chopsticks.The bowl of noodles in front looks great. The red tomatoes are paired with green and fresh unknown vegetables. It looks appetizing.

She moved her chopsticks. It was delicious. Her eyes were bright. She stuffed a big mouthful into her mouth. It tasted like what Fu Yanchen had cooked for her in the previous world.

The sound of chairs moving was heard with a slight collision.

Qiao Muxi didn't care to suck the noodle into her mouth and raised her head, straight into Jiang Yunting's cold brows.

When their eyes met, the man suddenly opened his eyes, pulled at his collar uncomfortably, opened his mouth and closed it again, and finally left without saying a word.

The bathroom door was opened, and the heat was rising as she fell asleep. Qiao Muxi, who was wearing a nightgown, threw herself on the bed and rolled around comfortably in her arms. The bed was really soft and she loved it.

The system speaks righteously [Is it comfortable to lie flat? 】

Qiao Muxi lay down lazily [comfortable... Is Jiang Yunting gone? 】

System [The male protagonist has not left, but is sleeping next door]

Qiao Muxi [oh].

The male protagonist is so serious, with a cold face, and he is also cold towards her, and he dare not take the initiative to get close to her.

That's right, he was forced to get married, and he wouldn't like it if he encountered such a thing.