At this moment, he put the peach in his pocket and took it home.
"What...are you drinking? Juice or water?"
There was a hoarseness in his voice that he didn't realize when he spoke, and Mu Yanze stepped forward and opened the refrigerator.
As the cold air hit him, Mu Yanze took a deep breath, and his rationality returned instantly.
The young man wearing off-white home clothes lost the sense of distance in front of the camera and the coldness when meeting in the company. It seemed as if he had taken off all his defenses as soon as he got home, and his whole person showed an indescribable sense of relaxation.
Leisurely.
Jiang Ke'er said softly: "Anything is fine."
Mu Yanze curled his lips, took out a carton of milk and poured it into the cup.
He heated it in the microwave for two minutes, then put it in her hand, "It will be warm in a moment."
No one has lived in the house for a long time, so it feels a bit cold.
Even if the heater is turned on, it still takes a while to heat up.
The milk in the palm of my hand was a little warmer than lukewarm, but it didn't feel hot to the touch. As I drank it in mouthfuls, Jiang Keer's eyes lit up a little bit.
When he raised his eyes again, he saw that Mu Yanze had already taken out the vegetables from the refrigerator and started washing them.
Jiang Keer was startled.
She no longer knew whether to be surprised that "he can actually cook" or that "when he said he wanted to invite her to dinner, he actually invited her to eat the food he cooked by himself." Jiang Keer looked at it in a daze.
After a long while, he stepped forward a little awkwardly and said, "W-want me to help?"
She was already mentally prepared for him to say, "No need, just go and sit down." Jiang Keer was stunned again when she heard Mu Yanze say okay.
Seeing the girl's dazed look, a smile flashed across Mu Yanze's lips.
Yellow potatoes.
Red carrot.
Green celery.
There was a pile of vegetables in the sink. At first glance, Jiang Keer didn't know what to cook.
Mu Yanze leaned over and took out a head of garlic from the cabinet, and handed it to her along with an empty bowl, "Peel the garlic, and I'll make braised pork ribs for you."
After saying that, Mu Yanze paused and asked, "Do you like braised pork ribs?"
"like."
As long as it's made by you, I like everything.
Jiang Keer nodded repeatedly, took the garlic and bowl, and went over to sit in front of the central processing table.
Mu Yanze tied up her apron.
Gently raise your hands, pull up the sleeves on both sides, and process the dishes in the sink in an orderly manner.
Peel potatoes and carrots.
Wash and cut celery into sections.
Cut tomatoes into cubes.
Jiang Keer knew for the first time that cooking was such a pleasant thing.
Seeing that he was about to turn around, Jiang Keer quickly withdrew his gaze.
When Mu Yanze turned around, he saw a girl with a red face, obviously doing kitchen chores like peeling garlic, but at first glance, she looked like she was doing handicrafts.
The picture is quiet and beautiful.
When the range hood was turned on, Mu Yanze waved to Jiang Ke'er, "Go to the living room and play with your phone. You'll be fine in a while."
The little person in my heart pouted and said: No, I just want to look at you here.
Jiang Keer nodded to Mu Yanze, "Okay."
He jumped off the stool and turned around and went to the living room.
The night outside the window was getting darker little by little, and Jiang Ke'er was in an unprecedented state of joy and excitement.
Mu Yanze invited her to dinner!
wrong.
Mu Yanze cooked for her!
He even brought her to his house!!!
Looking back, Mu Yanze, who was tall and long-legged, was stirring the vegetables in the wok amidst the slight sound of wind.
The rice cooker light is flashing.
The food in the pot is fragrant.
On the cutting board on the other side, there are tomatoes cut up for frying and chopsticks placed messily on the bowl.
Jiang Kerer picked up her phone, turned off the sound first, then turned on the camera, and took a picture of the scene in front of her.
When she put away her phone, she saw Mu Yanze turning around, and Jiang Keer's heartbeat stopped.