"What's wrong with you today? You've lost so much in one breath. This is the Manchu and Han banquet." Mu Jilian rarely praised her. Looking at the full of dishes, her heart felt full of warmth.

"I don't know what you like to eat yet, but the dishes I know how to cook in the refrigerator are the same." Ruozhen smiled faintly, picked up the chopsticks and handed them to him.

"But, your house is almost not much rice, just a little bit, I use it all. Do you usually don't eat here?" She thought about the handfuls of rice she had been looking for for a long time today, and suddenly felt a little distressed.

This man.

"I follow the customs of the countryside, and everyone here likes to eat pasta."

"Noodle?"

Mu Jilian added rice to her and shook her head.

"bread."

"What kind of food is the staple food? Was it hard for you to get used to when you first started?"

"Yes, it doesn't suit my taste, and it doesn't feel anything. But it doesn't matter, you'll cook it for me in the future." He smiled brightly at her, his eyes raised, his deep eyes were shining, and his bright eyes were almost bright.

People can't remove their eyes.

She beat him with chopsticks, and her voice revealed her charm, "You think you are beautiful, I'm not a cook. Besides, you are so rich, why don't you invite a Chinese chef so that you can have a meal every day.

Even when you are at work, you can ask your maid to send it to you."

She thought about his future life and arranged these most basic meal issues for him in disguise.

Mu Jilian put down her chopsticks and looked at her, a little serious and serious, "If it weren't for your cooking, it doesn't matter what you eat."

This is his true words. If a person is right, everything is right. If a person is wrong, everything is strange.

"Why did you suddenly become like this? I can't adapt to it." Ruozhen lowered her head guiltily and lay down on the rice in the bowl with some ignorance.

He no longer made things difficult for her. He picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat. The things she cooked were very suitable for his appetite, except for the hot bowl... This was his memory. She cooked for his first time, so no matter what, it was.

, He ate very fragrant.

Seeing how delicious he was eating, her heart felt a little astringent. Her eyes were a little hot, which was a sign of tears. She quickly picked up the scald on the side and took a sip to cover up her inner anxiety and tears.

eyes.

only……

As soon as she took a sip, she quickly vomited it out and quickly took the water cup beside her and drank half of it in one breath.

"Cough cough cough... so numb!" She wiped the water droplets on her lips, and her facial features on her face wrinkled together. Looking at the soup that had been drunk half a bowl of it, she suddenly realized.

She staggered and wanted to take the soup away. Mu Jilian held her hand, "Don't waste food, this is what you told me yesterday. What saving food is the virtue of the Chinese nation

, You must set an example."

"What, you can't eat it at all. Why didn't you tell me just now? You even drank so much... The body is the capital of revolution. If you eat it badly, you have to see a doctor to take medicine. It's not cost-effective.

It's called real waste."

She pouted and wanted to take the soup beside her and throw it away.

Mu Jilian simply snatched the bowl of soup to protect him, "I'm in good health, don't eat it, I'll solve it alone." He said, put down his chopsticks, took the spoon beside him, and drank it in big mouthfuls.

When I got up, my taste buds were almost unconscious, and I didn’t know how much seasoning this little woman had put on.

"Mu Jilian," Ruozhen called him. She looked at his elegant posture of drinking soup, and her eyes became redder. She knew how bad the soup was, but he could not change his face and look very

Enjoy the look, masochist!

"Yeah." Mu Jilian replied to her in a vague way, her mouth almost unable to speak.

"Big idiot."

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In a spirit that cannot be wasted, Mu Jilian swept all the food tonight.

The result of taking too much is Ruozhen's stomach bloating. Fortunately, there was digestive medicine at home, so I took two pills. Although it was a little better, he pulled her for a walk in the garden in this big house.

She didn't want to go because the boarding time was imminent. But he actually acted coquettishly at her. She was so stunning. Is this still Mu Jilian she knew before?

No, absolutely not, I must have been possessed by something.

The decisive and decisive young master Mu actually had such a little woman's posture, just like telling people that the sun rises from the west today.

So surprised!

She had no choice but to do it without him, so she had to be stuck to the garden by him.

What she didn't expect was that the flowers and plants grown in the garden here were actually roses, but not all red, but white, white and red, making them look more beautiful.

She heard Aunt Sha talk before that roses were Mu's mother's favorite, and Mu Jilian really loved his mother. From this rose, you can see that her feelings for Wu Ping were like her.

Likewise, she felt that he would not be less than hers.

Suddenly, thinking from the perspective of others, if her father was still alive but married another woman, and another woman became the owner of the family with her children, then she thought she would be very sad. She would have been in this life.

There is only one father and mother, that is, Lin Anran and Wu Ping. If it were someone else, the meaning would be different, even if it was Mu Jinsen who treated her very well.

She is a scheming person, and once she decides, it will be difficult to change. She is a bit like Mu Jilian.

Although she would be very sad, she would not be as extreme as Mu Jilian did. At most, she would just ignore them, but she would never make things difficult for others like him, and even let her... make her become

His lover.

When I think of this, my heart is always so strange. It is like a stain on her life and something that she will remember for the rest of her life.

"What are you thinking? You're so trance?" He knew that she was absent-minded.

"No." She said lightly as she looked at the white rose on the ground.

"Are you thinking about another man? OK, Lin Ruozhen, you are so brave. You are the man you dare to bear with me! Tell me, which wild man are you thinking about?" He pretended to be tiger at her.

With a face, his fierce expression seemed to eat people.

"I miss you, a wild man!" She beat him angrily. What kind of wild man does she have? The only man in her life is except him.

He was her first, maybe the last one.

A heart can only hold on to one person. If you accept others, you can only drive him out first. But what about time? It is unimaginable long-term, heartache, and unbearable cruelty.

"I'm right in front of you, what else do you want to think!? Touch as you want, kiss as you want, and have free one-stop service throughout the whole process." He evilly pulled her hand and put it on his face to touch the touch.

That.

Ruozhen wanted to open his hand with shame, but the strength of men and women was different. He grabbed her tightly, and she patted him on the face in anger, "You can't pretend in your head."

Something healthy?”

"I said it's very healthy. You've thought it wrongly." His bad appearance reflects the moonlight tonight, and his facial features become deeper and deeper.

"sophistry."

She was too lazy to argue with him. He refused to let go of her hand, and instead gently touched the place where he had hit him just now. The soft voice was a little more delicate than the rose beside him, "Does it hurt?"

His concern for her, his whole heart was about to melt. He buried his face in her neck, sucking the unique fragrance of her body to the extreme, "It hurts, you will not hurt once you kiss it."

As he said that, he put his face close to her lips.

She smiled helplessly at his behavior as a kindergarten child, and was about to tiptoe to kiss him, but her lips passed by his cheek.

What came towards him was his lips.

Before she could react from the shock, he began to plunder her to the extreme. His movements were not so gentle and he absorbed them with domineeringness. Tonight he was more like a ball of fire, about to burn her out.

It was like crazy before parting. He kissed her frantically, she felt his strong breath and responded eagerly. There was still some numbness on his lips, and even her lips were slightly slight.

Spicy.

He held her hand and refused to let go, and she would also hold his strong waist.

The evening breeze in early winter was like a bone-eroding devil, with a constant coolness. But she didn't feel the cold at all when she was against this big warmer because her heart was warm.

My heart is warm, everything is warm.

However, the warmth will not last long, soon, soon, she will say goodbye to it.

His strong breathing surrounded her ears, giving her an inexplicable peace of mind. The white roses on the ground began to turn slightly red under the moonlight because of their behavior.

"You little woman..." He gasped and pecked her hard.

She looked at his anxious eyes, but she smiled, and the giggling giggles were particularly crisp in this garden.

"What are you laughing at?" He looked at her smiling face, and his mood was also infected. His sexy thin lips raised and asked about the content of her smile.

Ruozhen didn't answer him. In fact, she didn't know what she was laughing at. She just wanted to laugh when she looked at him, and inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Mu Jilian hugged her and walked into the room, "I'll let you laugh, I'll see if you can still smile."

He threatened her, she was not afraid at all, and she smiled even more openly in his arms, and even a line of tears flowed inadvertently from the corners of her eyes.

"I was actually laughing and crying!? What did you laugh at? Is it related to me?" He put her on the bed and wiped away her remaining tears in surprise.

"Wait a minute." She calmed down and got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" he shouted to her back while sitting.
To be continued...