Chapter 923
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Mu Yazhe took mouthful after mouthful of noodles and wiped them clean.
Not a single strand was left.
He seemed to be really hungry as he even finished all the soup.
Mu Yazhe put down the bowl and stared at her with his dark eyes as he raised a brow.
Yun Shishi asked carefully, "Are you full?"
"No. But I'm not particularly hungry, "Mu Yazhe replied.
She sucked in a deep breath of cold air.
She suddenly felt that she should get to know this man again.
Why didn't she realize that he had such a big appetite before?
"If you're full, then wash the dishes." Yun Shishi ordered him with a smile.
Mu Yazhe's eyes narrowed and he said, "I don't know how to."
"… If you don't know how to, I'll teach you."
"If that's the case, why don't you do it yourself?" Mu Yazhe asked calmly.
This question stumped her.
Yun Shishi frowned and said, "It's already hard for me to make noodles for you."
The man's eyes twitched. What was so hard about making a few bowls of noodles!
Hence, he said, "Instant noodles should be easy to make."
He glanced at her. She was clearly the one who wanted to slack off.
"How about this? We'll decide by rock-paper-scissors. The loser will wash the dishes!" Yun Shishi stood up and rolled up her sleeves proudly.
Mu Yazhe, who was sitting in his chair, nonchalantly raised the corner of his eye to look at her and readily agreed.
"Okay."
At this moment, the atmosphere in the restaurant was strange and heavy.
Yun Shishi stared at Mu Yazhe fiercely. She slowly rolled up her sleeves and raised her fist high …
"Rock-paper-scissors!"
"No, let's do it again! Best of three! "
"You …"
"Don't go back on your word!" Yun Shishi glared at him.
"Rock-paper-scissors!"
The air froze for a moment.
Mu Yazhe smiled and retracted his hand, crossing his arms elegantly. Yun Shishi was so angry that she almost threw herself onto the table and vomited blood!
What … what was going on? She lost again!
Yun Shishi pointed at him angrily. "You cheated! You must have cheated!! "
Mu Yazhe lazily knocked on the table, but his eyes were full of smiles. "Miss Yun, please pay attention to your demeanor. As the saying goes, if you agree to a bet, you must accept defeat."
Yun Shishi endured and clenched her fists. How could she just let it go when it was related to a person's dignity?
She wanted to pester him for another round, but Mu Yazhe ignored her.
Yun Shishi could only unwillingly carry the bowls and chopsticks into the sink. With a face full of grief and indignation, she took the steel wire ball, squeezed some detergent, and started to scrub it.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. Following that, a pair of long arms slowly wrapped around her waist, and a warm and strong body pressed against her back.
Mu Yazhe then hugged her waist from behind, and his chin gently rested on her shoulder. His warm breath gently rolled around her cheeks, as if he was teasing her invisibly.
Yun Shishi was stunned, and her hands unconsciously stopped moving. She unnaturally tugged at the corner of her lips and said with a stiff smile, "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?"
Mu Yazhe didn't say anything, but reached out to hold her hands.
At that moment, her hands were still stained with the foam and oil from the detergent. He held them gently, and his fingertips gently caressed them as he stared at the calluses on her hands.
Her ten fingers were very slender, and this kind of hand was born to play the piano. It was beautiful and clean, and she could easily cross an octave.
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