Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Just as Yan He was about to turn around and enter the house, a new message came in.

I thought it was Chen Muyuan.

But there is someone else.

Zhang Heng: [Yan He, you must be extremely careful when acting, and be more cautious. As an old acquaintance for so many years, I don’t want you to have any other relationship with humans, let alone put yourself in danger. ]

Zhang Heng: [Don’t be emotional and pay too much. In the end, you will find that everything you do for the other person is not worth it. ]

She had obviously guessed that what happened to those desperadoes was her doing.

The more something cannot be explained scientifically, the easier it is to think about her.

It can be said that it is quite sincere.

Of course Yan He understood the reason.

But she clearly knew what those people were planning, and even if the target was not Chen Muyuan, she would help call the police.

I just don’t know how to do it myself.

As for whether it's worth it.

Whatever she likes, it's worth it. As for the other person's attitude, she can't force it.

But the facts have proven that, so far, no matter what character Yousu is or what world he has been to, he is very good to her.

As for the future, she couldn't say.

I don’t want to worry too much.

Knowing that the other party was caring about him, Yan He did not refute him or explain.

He didn't even swear to tell him that Chen Muyuan wouldn't do it.

I just accepted his kindness and expressed my gratitude.

The identities in this world are special, and you should really pay more attention to them.

Chen Muyuan on the other side kept staring at his phone and waiting.

After getting the exact answer, a smile appeared on his somewhat tense face.

The elevator door opens.

As soon as he went out, he saw two long legs lying across the corridor. Lin Xingnan's upper body was leaning against the wall, and his head was dozing off little by little.

He didn't even notice anyone standing next to him.

Chen Muyuan frowned slightly, leaned against the door with his arms folded, and waited for a while.

I saw that he was like a pig, not awake at all.

"Tsk..."

Then he raised his foot and kicked his leg: "Get up, I'm a doorkeeper here."

"Uh-huh?"

The person who could start snoring no matter how much he leaned any closer woke up instantly and looked around in confusion.

Only then did I realize he was back.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, yawning and wanted to follow him through the door: "Brother Yuan, what time will you come back now?"

"Go back to sleep if you want, don't scare people at my door."

"...Although I can't compare with you, no matter what, I'm not bad looking either."

Isn't that enough to scare people to death?

Chen Muyuan opened the door and went directly into the kitchen without paying any attention to him.

Fortunately, Lin Xingnan has gotten used to it for so long and can make arrangements for himself.

He took a swig of water from a disposable water cup to wake himself up.

Only then did he follow with some curiosity.

He saw his brother Yuan, who had never touched Yang Chun Shui, actually washing dishes and pots.

On the stove next to it, there is a bowl of prepared black-bone chicken.

"..."

what's the situation?

"Brother Yuan, what are you doing?"

I'm afraid these pots and pans haven't been touched since they were moved here, right?

Today you suddenly take it out like this and still have to stew chicken?

Can he stew it?

"If you want to drink black-bone chicken soup, just buy it. If not, ask your aunt at home to make it and send it over."

"Can you stew? Did you prepare all these ingredients yourself? The things you prepared are too supplementary, right? Why do you suddenly think of..."

The chirping in my ears was annoying.

Chen Muyuan drained the water and glanced sideways at him after the other person shut up.

Then he returned his attention to his hands: "Go back if you have nothing to do."

"...I'll play some more."

As long as he doesn't hinder him, Chen Muyuan doesn't have time to pay attention to him now.

According to the tutorial I read today, pour the black-bone chicken into the pot and cover it with water for a while, then clean off the grease.

Pour into the casserole, pour in the prepared Chinese medicinal materials, pour in water, and start making soup.

When I was cleaning up the stove, the person next to me who had been quiet for a few minutes came over eagerly again.

"Brother Yuan, isn't your soup too tonic? Okay, can I have a bowl?"

"No."

"...a mouthful."

Try the taste first, if it tastes bad, forget it.

After all, his former brother is a novice in the kitchen, so he may not be able to cook anything delicious.

"No,"

Chen Mu was about to continue to refuse, but suddenly thought of something and changed his mind: "Okay."

accepted.

Lin Xingnan shut up immediately and did not dare to say anything more.

In order not to dislike him for talking too much, just tell him to get out.

By then I tasted nothing.

An hour later, a rich aroma wafted out of the kitchen and filled the entire living room.

When the alarm clock rang, Chen Muyuan stood up.

Lin Xingnan sniffed and followed, a little surprised: "Why are you suddenly making chicken soup?"

Got no response.

He shrugged, not caring.

He leaned over and took a look.

Don't tell me, his brother Yuan really has two brushes. He can cook the chicken soup as quickly as he wants, and it looks good.

Just as he was thinking about it, a small bowl was handed over.

He took it, took a sip, and gave a thumbs up with his free hand: "It tastes good. Give me some more."

It's fragrant and fresh, but the Chinese medicinal flavor is a little stronger.

I filled a new bowl, which contained some bones and meat from the back.

It doesn't look delicious.

Lin Xingnan took it: "Brother Yuan, please give me a leg. It's fine without the chicken breast."

Chen Muyuan covered the remaining chicken soup and gave him only one sentence: "Eat it if you like it, or get out if you don't."

"Eat, eat, eat."

Something is better than nothing.

but.

"Why do you need to add so many Chinese medicinal materials? What are they called?"

"Replenish qi and blood."

"Ahem...cough...what?"

Chen Muyuan cleaned up the stove, lowered his eyes and glanced at his bowl: "After eating, wash up before leaving."

After saying that, without waiting for his reaction, he went out.

Lin Xingnan was left sitting in confusion, not knowing whether he should drink or not.

Can he drink these things that replenish qi and blood so casually?

Nothing will go wrong, right?

Yan He had to admit that the hot water bottle given by Chen Muyuan was really useful.

Although she doesn't feel much about coldness, she still has to admit that warm things are always attractive, even if she doesn't need them.

Because it was comfortable, she happily hugged him for a long time.

So when someone sent him a good night, on the basis of an equal reply, she rarely sent an extra good night emoticon.

In addition to the pot of health tea in the thermos cup, she ate twice as much at night.

Everything was perfect today.

Chen Muyuan developed a little habit.

Before going to bed every day, I have to look through the chat history with Dr. Yan.

Although he does most of the talking, Dr. Yan will respond patiently.

I even sent him an emoticon today.

cute.

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and switch the interface to the circle of friends.

Y: [Happy. ]