White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

In the evening, Chen Yirou took a shower, found the mop from Murphy's house, and wanted to mop up the water stains on the bathroom floor.

Mo Fei came out with a cup, passed by the living room and saw Chen Yirou dragging her hair disheveled on the floor, standing at the door with her arms folded and looking at her silently.

Chen Yirou was busy mopping the floor, her long hair hanging down blocked her sight, completely unaware of Murphy's existence.

"Don't drag it, the water on the ground will dry up overnight."

Hearing the sound, Chen Yirou brushed away her wet hair and raised her head. Seeing Mo Fei looking at her with a half-smile, she didn't know when she came over.

Murphy should have taken a shower, and she was still wearing the nightdress she saw last time, without a nightgown, and the thin suspenders hung on her shoulders, revealing a pair of thin and delicate collarbones.

Seeing Chen Yirou staring at her with straight eyes, Mo Fei approached and took the mop from her hand.During the movement, Chen Yirou's olfactory cells were activated by the scent of shower gel on Mo Fei's body. It was an unknown floral scent, which smelled very good, and it was completely different from her previous perfume.

"However, if there is water on the ground, you will slip." Chen Yirou wanted to take the mop and continue mopping, her gaze slid across Mo Fei's chest, and she blinked, this was not what she should look at.

Mo Fei casually dragged it twice: "I'm done dragging, you should blow dry your hair quickly, and be careful not to catch a cold."

"Okay..." Chen Yirou closed her gaze, "Then I'll go back to my room and dry my hair."

"Did you bring a hair dryer?" Mo Fei felt that Chen Yirou was a little nervous, probably because she was not used to living in it on the first day, so she spoke softly, so that Chen Yirou could relax completely.

"Bring...bringing." After Chen Yirou finished speaking, she walked away.

Little did he know that there was still a thin puddle of water on the ground, his right foot slipped, his body became unstable, and his center of gravity suddenly rushed down.

Murphy threw away the mop in a hurry, rushed over almost subconsciously, and hugged Chen Yirou from behind.

He hugged her into his arms only through the thin pajamas, and his chest was pressed against Chen Yirou's back. This was the first time he could feel Chen Yirou's temperature so clearly.

Chen Yirou maintained a posture of not falling down. She felt that she should stand up immediately, but being held tightly by Mo Fei like this, she could feel the other's heartbeat speeding up due to panic on her back, and Chen Yirou couldn't bear to break the situation with a sound. moment of calm.

The first person to speak was Mo Fei, she helped Chen Yirou upright, frowned and asked, "Where did you fall?"

"No." Why didn't he feel guilty when he saw Mo Fei worrying about himself, but instead felt happy...

Chen Yirou returned to her room and thought about this question while blowing her hair, why did she feel that her thoughts were a little perverted...

It seemed that someone was knocking on the door, Chen Yirou turned off the hair dryer uncertainly, and sure enough, she heard the knock on the door.This house only lived in Murphy and herself, so who else could be the one knocking on the door besides her?

Opening the door, there was an extra cup in Murphy's hand, and she brought the other cup to Chen Yirou.

"Drinking warm milk at night can help you sleep."

Chen Yirou took the glass, the temperature on it was not hot.

"Thank you..." Before the words came out, Mo Fei stared back, Chen Yirou raised the quilt, "Then... good night."

"Good night." Mo Fei likes to look at Chen Yirou quietly, likes her cute expression, likes her cute pajamas, it seems that if you like someone, you will like everything about her.

"Good night." Chen Yirou raised the quilt again.

"Ann." Murphy still watched quietly.

"Sister Fei, shall I close the door?" Chen Yirou held the doorknob without moving.

"Oh, okay, I'm going back to the room too." Holding the cup in both hands, Mo Fei turned around and took two steps, and when he turned around, Chen Yirou had already closed the door.

In the room, Chen Yirou leaned against the door, picked up the glass of milk that Mo Fei gave her, took a sip of thirst, the temperature was just right.

The mouth was full of the mellow taste of milk, Chen Yirou took another sip, and found a hint of sweetness from it.

On weekends, Murphy slept until noon as usual. After washing, she rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room. The air was filled with the unique aroma of food.

"Sister Fei, drink a glass of water first, and you can eat right away." Chen Yirou put on an apron and put a glass of warm water into Murphy's hand.

The apron on her was bought by Mo Fei's mother, and she only used it a few times a year when Mo Fei came to visit.While drinking water, Mo Fei watched Chen Yirou's work. It was so funny how that oversized apron looked on Chen Yirou's body.

"Where did you get the food?" Murphy asked with a suppressed smile.

"I went to the nearby supermarket in the morning." Chen Yirou followed the mobile phone map navigation, walked for more than ten minutes, and came back to fill the refrigerator to the brim.

"Is that supermarket quite far from here?"

Don't use it to sleep on the weekend morning, and go to the supermarket far away to buy groceries... In Murphy's opinion, this is unbelievable!

"It's okay," Chen Yirou replied casually while cooking, "You don't have any food at home, so why don't you go out and buy something for lunch?"

"There's unused flour from last time. You can make steamed buns." Mo Fei stuffed all the tools for making steamed buns into a cabinet, and only had to put a note on it - it's for the steamed bun sister.

"Pfft..." Chen Yirou covered her mouth and smiled, "Sister Fei, is that why you like steamed buns so much?"

Murphy nodded without thinking: "I said before, I like a person who is as cute as a steamed bun."

Chen Yirou paused for a while, fearing that Mo Fei would spot the clues, so she stir-fried more quickly.

"Then did you fall in love with her because you like eating steamed buns, or because she... fell in love with eating steamed buns?"

I just like to eat her steamed buns!

Mo Fei watched the potato shreds flip quickly under Chen Yirou's movements, and didn't speak for a while.

When will...you understand my thoughts?

"Because of her." Murphy said flatly.

"Is that so..."

"Um……"

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold, Chen Yirou knew that Murphy was looking at her, forced a smile to pretend to be ignorant, and spoke again.

"No matter how much you like steamed buns, you will get tired of eating them sooner or later."

"No." Murphy said decisively.

"If you don't believe me, try eating white steamed buns for a lifetime." Chen Yirou has a deep understanding of this point. When she was a child, there were leftover steamed buns at home every day, so her parents ate steamed buns as a staple food.cooked rice?That is a luxury that can only be eaten during the holidays.

"I can eat corn buns." Mo Fei glanced over, "Otherwise, it's also okay to eat red date buns..."

"Red date steamed buns?" Although Chen Yirou came from a steamed bun family, she couldn't figure out what red date steamed buns looked like.

"It's just a red date on the white steamed bun." Mo Fei gestured to put the date.

Chen Yirou was loading the plate, and after listening to Mo Fei's description, she thought of the appearance of red date steamed buns. It was so vivid that her hands trembled in fright, and the plate almost fell off.

The white hemisphere has a little red on it, and it has a soft and warm texture. How can this be red date steamed buns!This is clearly... Chen Yirou squinted at Mo Fei, her low-cut nightdress revealed a large area of ​​white skin at the right time.

"Don't eat steamed buns, you can also eat steamed buns." Mo Fei continued, "But I don't like meat, it's too oily. Vegetable stuffing is good, bean paste stuffing is also fine..."

"I can also make buns." Chen Yirou concentrated on washing the pot without looking sideways.

"But my favorite is the stuffed buns." Murphy summed up quietly.

"Flour filling?" Chen Yirou pondered for a long time, what kind of thing was that, "Isn't that just white steamed bun?"

Murphy smiled slyly: "Yes, is it funny?"

Chen Yirou shrugged, is this a joke?

It's so cold, it's a cold joke at best.

On Monday, in order to match Chen Yirou's working hours, Murphy got up 10 minutes early to go out with her.

"Sister Fei, I can take the bus to work by myself." Chen Yirou lives in a mansion and commutes in a car, Chen Yirou feels... How can I feel bad about it!

"Why take the bus?" Mo Fei thought that Chen Yirou was being polite to him again, "I drive to work alone, and I also drive when I take you to work together, by the way."

Chen Yirou was at a loss for words, and left the parking lot to keep a certain distance behind Murphy.

"Why are you so far away from me?" Mo Fei was annoyed and funny when he saw Chen Yirou shrinking back and forth.

"Avoid suspicion." Chen Yirou looked around at the hurried office workers, including many employees of Changle Technology.

"Morning Miss Fei."

"morning."

Someone greeted Murphy, and Murphy nodded.

"Hello, Miss Fei." Another subordinate.

"Hello." Murphy walked quickly.

The man saw Chen Yirou behind and asked her, "Manju, did you come with Sister Fei?"

Chen Yirou looked at Murphy, and Murphy also turned to look at her.

To say yes or no, Chen Yirou wanted to read what she meant from Murphy's face.

Otherwise, I don't like her makeup, but today she even put on a lot of heavy makeup, which is so glamorous and glamorous, how can she tell what her expression means?

Seeing that Chen Yirou was stunned for a long time without speaking, Mo Fei was so anxious to draw a line with himself, right?good!Satisfy you!

"No." Murphy answered on her behalf, and then strode forward with his head held high.

Angry?

Chen Yirou couldn't care less about that colleague, she ran up and followed Murphy closely.

"Aren't you trying to avoid suspicion? Why are you here?" Murphy sneered without looking at her.

Chen Yirou was very confused. She was afraid that her colleagues in the company would talk about Murphy's favoritism behind her back, and she didn't want her to get angry because of it.

"Angry?" He smiled flatteringly, looked up at Murphy who was taller than him and was wearing high heels, really struggling.

Murphy still didn't look at her, but his walking pace slowed down significantly: "No."

Chen Yirou looked around and found no acquaintances, so she boldly grabbed Mo Fei's arm: "I'm afraid that others will make trouble in the company."

Murphy stopped and looked at her expressionlessly.

"After all, our sister Fei's image has always been sacred and inviolable. Don't let people say that you are partial because of a little me." Chen Yirou finished speaking righteously, and looked at Murphy uneasily.

Mo Fei understood what Chen Yirou meant, and after thinking about it carefully, what she said was right. People in the company are fearful, so it's better to hide.

With Chen Yirou's serious remarks and such a serious expression, Mo Fei was almost amused by her.

"Fiona."

Before even the corners of his mouth turned up in time, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Chen Yirou and Mo Fei turned around at the same time. The man was carrying the bag, looking at the two of them leisurely.

"Hello Director Jane." Chen Yirou let go of Murphy's hand and smiled at her.

Mo Fei stood up straight, watching Jian Xinyan slowly approaching him, without saying a word.

"What are you... doing?" Jian Xinyan asked.