The smile had a bit of a profound aning, and Sheng Jiayu felt a chill down her back. Her intuition told her that Mu Ke definitely didn’t have anything good to say next.
Sure enough, Mu Ke’s thin lips slightly parted: "Want to be considerate? Hmm... Exercise more, your physical strength is too poor, not conducive to us unlocking new positions in the future."
Sheng Jiayu: "!!!"
Who says he’s aloof? Who calls him abstinent?
When it cos to being cheeky, he’s no less than a veteran, okay?
Sheng Jiayu blushed, glared at Mu Ke, and turned around, walking away with a "thud thud thud."
Preparing hot pot is simple but troubleso, as you have to wash and cut a lot of things.
Sheng Jiayu sat on the sofa hugging the chips she just bought from the supermarket, occasionally glancing at the busy person in the kitchen. Actually, she could go help, but thinking about soone driving with no bottom line just now, her face burned like fire, and she didn’t want to pay attention to him at all.
Mu Ke moved very quickly; the hot pot base was ready-made, one half spicy and numbing, the other half rich tomato soup.
As for other things, each wasn’t much, but there were many varieties.
Even the marbled beef brought back was cut by Mu Ke to not too thick nor too thin, with a balanced ratio of fat and lean.
Sheng Jiayu walked over to the dining table where Mu Ke was wiping his fingers with a towel.
The man’s fingers were long and well-proportioned, not losing out to those of hand models. Xin Ke’s hands were also very nice, but not as fair as Mu Ke’s.
Sheng Jiayu really liked good-looking fingers on boys, and this was a point that initially attracted her to Xin Ke.
Seeing Sheng Jiayu staring at his hands, Mu Ke was slightly stunned: "What’s wrong?"
Sheng Jiayu snapped back to reality, shook her head: "Nothing, just thought your hands are so good looking, it’s a pity to use them for cooking."
Mu Ke was taken aback again, then smiled: "Cooking for you, it’s not a pity."
Sheng Jiayu: "..."
Slowly moving in front of Mu Ke, Sheng Jiayu tilted her head and stared at his lips for two seconds, then spoke: "Doctor Mu, did you sar honey on your lips today? Your words are so sweet."
Mu Ke’s beautiful eyebrows lifted, his thin lips curled slightly, and his dark eyes revealed a hint of mischief: "No, but I did just have a candy, do you want to try and see if it’s sweet?"
Sheng Jiayu: "!!!"
This conversation can’t go on, any disagreent and he’s back to being cheeky, enough enough!
Sheng Jiayu turned around, sat down, and glared at Mu Ke with puffed cheeks: "Let’s eat, I’m hungry."
A deeper smile appeared in Mu Ke’s eyes; outside the window, the cold wind howled, but inside, it was warm and cozy. Just right.
Having hot pot at ho for two, it lost so of the liveliness but gained so warmth. Sheng Jiayu was so full; when Mu Ke was cleaning up in the kitchen, she paced back and forth on the balcony to digest.
Thinking about how he went cheeky with no hesitation, completely unlike his usual abstinent deanor.
Sheng Jiayu picked up her phone and sent Tang Yanqi a WeChat ssage: [What to do when a guy gets cheeky at the drop of a hat? Waiting online...]
She definitely wouldn’t ask Xue Lu this kind of question, because Chen Xueli is honest and straightforward; their relationship is steady and long-lasting. If she asked Xue Lu, she’d just think she’s showing off and start yelling, totally pointless.
Soon, Tang Yanqi replied: [Specific situations require specific analysis]
Sheng Jiayu quickly typed: [I asked him if he sared honey on his lips, he said he had a candy and asked if I wanted to try to see if it’s sweet.]
This ti, Tang Yanqi didn’t reply as quickly. It was about three minutes before she responded: [Level 7]
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