Chapter 1718
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"You've been waiting for me so late again? Aren't you tired? " Mu Yazhe lowered his head and stroked her silky hair gently. His lips curled into a doting smile. "If you're tired, go to bed first."
"No, I'll wait for you."
Yun Shishi looked up, tiptoed, and pecked him on the lips. She smiled. "Anyway, I'm resting tomorrow."
"So, you're making enemies?" Mu Yazhe raised his eyebrows slightly, but his tone was indescribably doting.
Yun Shishi smiled and suddenly thought of something. She asked, "Have you had dinner?"
"No."
Mu Yazhe took off his coat and hung it at the entrance. He said indifferently, "I had a meeting until very late today, so I didn't have time for dinner."
"Then I'll make noodles for you!" Yun Shishi said considerately. After saying that, she ran to the kitchen.
Mu Yazhe stopped her. "No."
"Huh?"
Yun Shishi turned around and looked at him in confusion. "What's wrong? Aren't you hungry? "
"I'm tired of noodles …" Mu Yazhe said helplessly.
Yun Shishi was deeply hurt. "…"
She seemed to be very passionate about making noodles. It was simple, fast, and ready. Besides, her most perfect cooking skills could only be reflected in making noodles. Indeed, the noodles she made were remarkable.
However, no matter how good the taste was, it was inevitable that one would get sick of it after eating too much.
Mu Yazhe was especially picky when it came to food.
"Then … what should we do?"
Yun Shishi said a little dejectedly, "Why don't we go out for supper?"
"It's cold outside. Be good and stay at home."
After Mu Yazhe said that, he suddenly stood up. He lowered his head, unbuttoned his sleeves and elegantly rolled them up to his arms.
Yun Shishi was confused by his actions. "You … What are you doing?"
A certain man said concisely, "Solving the problem of food and clothing."
"… So, you're going to cook yourself?" Yun Shishi was a little skeptical. "Are you sure your cooking skills are OK?"
Mu Yazhe smiled and walked into the kitchen. He took some ingredients from the fridge and then took out a knife and chopping board.
Yun Shishi followed into the kitchen with a look of suspicion. She still felt like she was in a fantasy.
It wasn't that she had never seen a man cook.
However, in her impression, Mu Yazhe seemed to have no connection with the word 'cooking'.
Could it be that he knew how to cook?!
Why hadn't she seen him show it before?
"You used to cook a lot?"
"No, occasionally.
Mu Yazhe cut the onions into rings and washed the ingredients.
In the past, he might not be willing to cook by himself, but today, he was in a good mood. After a night of meetings, the board of directors finally passed a case with a unanimous vote. This proposal that had been in a deadlock for several days finally came to fruition, so even if he returned late, he was obviously in a good mood.
Since he was in a good mood, it was rare for him to want to cook himself.
Yun Shishi stood at the side and watched curiously. Although she was still skeptical of this man's cooking skills, she had to admit that his cutting skills were very professional …
Could it be that he had practiced before? Or was he just deliberately mystifying things?
Yun Shishi stood at the side and watched silently. Why did she feel that a well-dressed man in a clean, snow-white shirt and slim-fit trousers standing in the kitchen with a knife in his hand looked out of place no matter how she looked at him?
She muttered, "Do you really know how to cook?"
Mu Yazhe said, "A little."
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