Marry the hero after wearing cannon fodder

Mu Chen looked at the flowers on the ground, three of them were fully bloomed, and two were buds, ready to bloom.The petals are delicate, as if they will break when touched.

"Do you believe in pure love?"

Mu Chen walked in with the cat in his arms.

Kuang Yi picked up the flowers on the ground, "Why not?"

Why should I tell you that I don't believe in pure love!

Mu Chen: "Throughout the ages, all those who believed in pure love had tragic endings."

This topic is too profound, Kuang Yi doesn't want to talk about it, and the current relationship between him and Mu Chen is not suitable for talking about this topic.

He asked casually, "How much is this potted flower?"

Mu Chen: "One hundred."

"You must have been tricked!"

Mu Chen did not explain. mó, fǎ, xúe, yuàn, production recommendation~

The living room has warm yellow lights, a light green sofa, and the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is pitch black.

Mu Chen took off his coat and sat on the sofa, while Kuang Yi was busy in the semi-open kitchen behind the bar.

For a while, no one spoke, it seemed quiet.

Orange's mood improved because of Mu Chen's arrival, and she had fun on the ground next to the sofa.From time to time, he would run over and put his head under Mu Chen's hand, begging for favor.

Mu Chen stood up, walked to the balcony, and looked at the pot of green onions.Then put the white rose and green onion together, and poured some water.

Walked in, sat on the high stool in front of the bar, and said without words: "Did you buy this house?"

Kuang Yi: "It's rented."

"Why not buy a set?"

"No money."

Mu Chen bowed his head and stopped talking, he felt that he had brought up a bad topic.

Kuang Yi looked up and saw the hair hanging down his forehead, the light came from the side, the high bridge of the nose cast a shadow on the other cheek, and the slender fingers rested on the bar.

The obsidian-black marble countertop reflected the delicate watch on his wrist.

Kuang Yi felt that this man was like a work of art made at a high price, with every inch of skin growing on his G-spot.

He laughed at himself again, maybe it was just because his soul had been hungry for too long, and it wasn't purely physical. He used to live alone for several years, and now he passed into a completely strange world.

Everyone needs another person's company, even if it's just two people sitting together and doing nothing.

"Do you like noodles?" Kuang Yi asked.

"I can do anything." It's not good to be picky about eating at other people's homes.

Mu Chen raised his head and leaned over to see what Kuang Yi was doing.

The noodles are fished out of the steaming pot and put into a sea bowl with lots of bean sprouts mixed in.

Mu Chen: "What are you doing?"

Kuang Yi: "Dry noodles, do you like spicy food?"

Mu Chen: "My taste is relatively light."

Two bowls of noodles were mixed, one bowl of noodles was covered with red chili oil, and the other bowl was just light bean sprouts, chopped green onion and cucumber shreds.

Kuang Yi pushed the light bowl to Mu Chen, pointed to the chili oil in his own bowl and said, "I have a strong taste."

Then he walked to the refrigerator to get something to drink, "What are you drinking?"

"same as you."

Mu Chen looked at the chili oil in Kuang Yi's bowl, and felt a spicy taste in his mouth.

I picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. It was delicious. The noodles were firm, the bean sprouts were fresh and tender, and the cucumbers were crisp.The taste of the mixture is also very good, with the aroma of sesame oil.

Mu Chen: "I thought you couldn't cook."

After all, two months ago, he was still the pampered young master of the Kuang family.

Kuang Yi made up a random story: "The housekeeper of Kuang's family was my nanny when I was a child. I was closer to her, and sometimes we would hang out with her in the kitchen. If I watched too much, I would get used to it."

He seems to have made up more than one story today.

"Is it tasty?"

Mu Chen: "It's delicious, isn't yours spicy?"

Kuang Yi smiled and said, "I'm good at this."

After a busy day, I'm really hungry!

While eating, Kuang Yi remembered what Li Heng said in the morning, and the barbecue that Mu Chen packed away in Nanyuan cool color appeared on his dining table.He was also very surprised, why Mu Chen's barbecue appeared on the chair outside the practice room on the third floor, it was still late at night, and then he took it away by accident.

He swallowed the noodles in his mouth, took a sip of Coke, and tentatively said:

"Mu Chen, one night not long ago, I encountered a very strange thing."

Mu Chen asked cooperatively: "What's the matter?" He was quite curious.

"That night I was practicing dancing in the practice room until late, and I ordered a barbecue takeaway, and then found that the delivery person left the food outside quietly. , not my takeaway."

After finishing speaking, Kuang Yi looked at Mu Chen without blinking.

Mu Chen had a puzzled expression on his face, "How do you know it's not your takeaway?"

"The logo on the takeaway box is not the one I ordered."

Mu Chen nodded in agreement, "That's indeed strange and a coincidence."

Kuang Yi couldn't help applauding in his heart, he is worthy of being the best actor, and his acting skills are online anytime and anywhere, so this is for him.

"However, although that barbecue is beautifully packaged, the taste is really not good, and I don't know who baked it. It's a shame to sell that kind of craftsmanship."

Kuang Yi deliberately smeared and waited to see Mu Chen's reaction. In fact, the barbecue was very delicious.

Mu Chen stopped talking, he praised Kuang Yi's delicious noodles just now, what should he do if he wants to take back that sentence, even though the noodles are really delicious.

He bowed his head and took two mouthfuls of noodles, frowned and said, "Did you mix this noodles well? The bottom one is a bit salty."

impossible!He tossed and turned in the sea bowl and mixed it, there was no way he didn't mix it well!

Kuang Yi went into the kitchen and took a pair of male chopsticks, put them directly into Mu Chen's bowl, picked out two sticks of noodles, and tasted them herself.

"No, this is not very delicious, where is it salty?!"

Kuang Yi swears to defend his culinary skills, anyway, he used to own a restaurant.

Looking at Mu Chen again, seeing that his eyes fell on his own chopsticks, Kuang Yi explained: "These are the clean chopsticks I just got into the kitchen."

Mu Chen knew that it was Kuang Yi's clean chopsticks, he saw it.What he cares about is not this, but the noodles in the bowl that he has eaten.Looking at Kuang Yi's lips, he suddenly felt hot, raised his hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

Isn't this really teasing him in another way? !

Mu Chen lowered his head and continued to eat his own noodles, taking big mouthfuls.

Kuang Yi thinks that this way of eating doesn't look like "noodles are too salty"...Wait, he came to his senses a little bit, just now he was saying that the cold-colored barbecue in Nanyuan is not good, dare he dig it A pit waiting for others to jump into it, but he jumped in by himself!

After eating, Kuang Yi put the bowl on the table, sat on the chair, and said to Mu Chen, "I cook, you wash the dishes."

Originally, this bowl was not intended to be washed by Mu Chen, but everyone needs to find a balance.

Mu Chen thinks the sentence "I cook, you wash the dishes" is fair.

Looking at the back of Muchen washing the dishes in the kitchen, Kuang Yi felt relieved.He remembered that a trainee who practiced dance together gave him a pack of fruit tea.He stood up and went to make tea on the coffee table in the living room.

When pouring boiling water into the teapot, he was very careful because he was afraid of scalding.But things tend to be more and more afraid of something, the mischievous orange jumped under his feet, his hand trembled, and boiling water poured on his hand holding the teapot.

"Hiss..." He gasped in pain, and threw the kettle in his hand on the coffee table with a bang.

Immediately, a layer of sweat broke out on his head, and his lips, which were red and tender just now, turned blue.

He was most afraid of being burned, this feeling would bring back the most terrifying memory in his heart, he watched his skin catch fire, but he was helpless.

"Are your hands hot?" Mu Chen heard the movement and came over.

Kuang Yi's face was pale and her eyes were red, "It hurts so much!"

Mu Chen pulled his hand over to look, the skin on the back of the hand was a little red, and there were no blisters, I don't know why it hurt like this.

He found an ice pack from the refrigerator, wrapped it in a towel, and handed it to Kuang Yi, "Apply it with ice, and see if it improves."

The cold touch drove away the burning fire in his head, and Kuang Yi felt much better.He leaned on the sofa and looked at Mu Chen, watching him wipe off the water stains on the coffee table and make tea.

"Is it better?" Mu Chen sat beside him.

"Much better, thank you." Kuang Yi smiled.

The sweat on his forehead and the lips that hadn't recovered their redness made this smile look a little pale.

Mu Chen felt as if someone had poked his heart, the softest part of his heart. Involuntarily, he took a tissue and stretched out his hand, trying to wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead.

Kuang Yi cooperated with a smile, letting the tissue in his hand gently touch his forehead, a slight dimple appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the beauty mole trembled slightly.

When Mu Chen was about to withdraw his hand, Kuang Yi grabbed his hand, moved it to her mouth, and kissed the back of that hand.