"Many" Mu Wei Leng put down the chopsticks in his hand, waved to Song Xiyue and said, "Come here to have a meal."

"Yes," Song Xiyue responded lightly.

He sat down next to Leng Boxi.

If you ask her why she didn't sit next to Mu Wei Leng, she could only say helplessly that when she ate barbecue last time, she sat next to Mu Wei Leng, and her young heart had already left a shadow.

"Hmph, you know what you know, you didn't have my place." An Luoze, who was behind Song Xiyue, sat next to Mu Wei Leng, picked up the chopsticks and glared at Song Xiyue provocatively.

Song Xiyue looked at him silently, and a chuckled on the corner of her lips.

This person really knows how to hold grudges!

After a meal, everyone had a quiet meal, and An Luoze did not fight against Song Xiyue anymore.

Song Xiyue knew that the meal was made by Mu Wei Leng, and she admitted that the food he cooked was delicious, but she just didn't want to say it. It was not that she was awkward, but that she didn't know how to say it.

What's more, she felt that after she sat next to Leng Boxi, Mu Wei's cold face seemed to be much colder.

It's really scary ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

"Have you all finished eating?" Mu Weilen saw that everyone had basically put down the chopsticks in their hands, so he stood up and asked.

"It's over," An Luoze leaned gracefully on the chair, pointed at the dining table with one hand, "Hurry up and put it away!"

Mu Wei glanced at him coldly, then began to put away the bowls and chopsticks on the table. He was very dissatisfied with An Luoze's attitude, and looked like a young master.

Where is him?

I always feel that An Luoze now regards him as a servant!

"I'll help you," Song Xiyue once again found that Mu Wei's cold face turned dark, and immediately stood up and cleaned up everyone's empty bowls.

Mu Wei Leng looked up at her, but did not stop her.

Song Xiyue held these empty bowls, snatched the chopsticks from Mu Weilen's hand, and ran to the kitchen to start washing the dishes.

She often did the dishwashing thing when she was in the United States.

As soon as the faucet was opened, the water flowed too much, like a blooming lotus, splashing around. Song Xiyue screamed in shock, took a step back, and hit a strong chest.

"The faucet has some problems. Just twist it a little when you turn it on." A low and hoarse male voice came from the top of his head, and Song Xiyue's whole body suddenly became tense.

Before she could move, Mu Weireng's body had already leaned forward.

Song Xiyue originally wanted to keep him away from him, but she saw that he gently twisted the faucet to the left a little, and the water flow became smaller. Then she turned around and poured the leftovers into the trash can.

"Thank you~" Song Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief and started washing dishes with detergent.

"I probably said thank you, otherwise no one would have washed the dishes!"

"Thank you for your hard work (⊙o⊙)..." Song Xiyue struggled for a long time and comforted her a little.

Mu Weireng, who was facing her back, seemed to have a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Where is it finished washing?" Song Xiyue put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, turned around and asked Mu Weilen.

Mu Weilen raised his head, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he coughed lightly and said, "Let it go first, and your clothes are wet."

"Ah?" Song Xiyue was stunned and looked down.

I found that the whole piece of my pajamas was splashed by the water flow just now, and I could vaguely see her black underwear.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Song Xiyue covered her chest with her hands in embarrassment, staring at Mu Wei and cursed coldly.
Chapter completed!