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728. Chapter 728 Where is Admiral Fan's Kitchen?!

"Huh?!" Mu Wanqing's mind was a little confused and she instinctively said "huh". When she understood what Yang Mufan was talking about, she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She secretly cursed to herself:

Mu Wanqing, it’s not like you’ve never seen him smoking before, so why was his soul taken away again?! He’s really worthless...

Mu Wanqing's face was flushed with embarrassment, her ears were burning, and she wanted to turn around and go back to the master bedroom out of reflex.

Unexpectedly, Yang Mufan suddenly turned away from his handsome face, looked at her indifferently, and asked in a low voice with a magnetic voice: "Is something wrong?!"

Mu Wanqing frowned, bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then she walked toward him in small steps.

When she got closer, she discovered that there were a lot of cigarette butts thrown on the ground at Yang Mufan's feet.

Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing's brows furrowed even more tightly.

Could it be that he has been smoking here since he left the bedroom for such a long time?!

Smoking so much cigarettes in one breath, how can your body handle it?

From the corner of her eye, she saw him slightly raising his hand to smoke again. Mu Wanqing grabbed his sleeve out of reflex and said, "Can you stop smoking?! It's not good for your health!!"

After hearing this, Yang Mufan narrowed his thick sword eyebrows slightly. He lowered his black eyes and looked at her condescendingly. Then he said with disdain, "Whether I smoke or not, does it have anything to do with you?!"

In other words: you have no right to care whether I smoke or not.

As he spoke, he pulled back his sleeves vigorously, turned sideways, leaned his tall and straight body on the guardrail, and continued smoking.

As if he was angry with her, he sucked harder than before Mu Wanqing appeared.

Mu Wanqing was furious.

She obviously does it for his own good, okay?!

Do you need to be so angry?!

After that, there was a silence between the two of them, with no one wanting to speak first.

After a long while, Mu Wanqing asked in a low voice: "Yang Mufan, where is the kitchen?! Can I borrow it to cook something?! I... haven't eaten for a day, I'm so hungry."

"..." Yang Mufan bent over slightly, resting his elbows on the guardrail, smoking a cigarette incessantly, his sharp black eyes like a falcon, staring straight at the flower bed shrouded in dim light, ignoring her meaning.

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Mu Wanqing saw it and lowered her eyes in disappointment.

He looked down at the black slippers that were too big for his feet. They were also his size.

Bored, Mu Wanqing lightly kicked the floor with her toes, and whispered softly: "Then I'll go to bed first, guest..." Where is the room?

However, before she could finish her words, Yang Mufan suddenly spoke: "On the first floor, go down the stairs and turn left. After entering the corridor opposite, go straight to the end and turn right again. There are no fresh vegetables in the refrigerator.

Just some noodles and some frozen food with a long shelf life, is that enough?!"

"..." Mu Wanqing was stunned. She stared blankly at Yang Mufan's angular and perfect profile, and she didn't recover for a long time. She seemed a little unconvinced that Yang Mufan would tell her where the kitchen was.

I don't know how long it took for Mu Wanqing to come back to her senses.

She hurriedly replied: "That's enough, that's enough. Just noodles."

With that said, she turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen to cook noodles.

However, after running a few steps, she turned back again, raised her little face and asked, "Yang Mufan, are you hungry?! I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you, okay?!"

Yang Mufan glanced indifferently and looked at the woman who was looking at him with great expectation. He held a cigar between his long and well-joined fingers and brought it to his thin lips with perfect lines. He took a deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled it slowly, then calmed down.

He uttered two words: "No need."

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