Maybe there is no way to win back Mu Xiaoran's heart. But he still wants to try hard, at least when she needs a shoulder, he can stay by her side.
"Xiaoran, you didn't take advantage of me. I just want to be good to you, want to be with you when you are sad, and want to see your smiling face. Even though I know that such efforts will not get any reward, but
I will still do this. Because, I want to see you well." An Yuran smiled softly, sadness flashed across his eyes for a moment.
Mu Xiaoran's heart was even more moved.
"Yu Ran, where did you learn these words?" She tilted her head and raised her hands, but hot tears kept flowing down.
She didn't know how she should treat An Yuran best.
For a moment, she was at a loss.
An Yuran burst out laughing. "I learned this from TV, do you believe it?" His big hand suddenly covered Mu Xiaoran's head, and whispered in her ear. "Xiaoran, come here quickly.
Try my cooking skills. It won’t taste good if it’s cold.”
Mu Xiaoran wiped away his tears suddenly, turned around and put his hands on his hips. "Then let me, my golden tongue, taste your cooking. If it doesn't taste good, I will throw it all away."
An Yuran looked at her with a gentle face, "Then please be merciful."
Mu Xiaoran took a step forward and gently said thank you when passing by An Yuran.
And these two words were enough to make An Yuran feel so-called satisfaction.
As long as she is happy, he is happy.
Mu Xiaoran walked over and looked at the dishes on the table. They were really delicious, delicious! She sat down, picked up her chopsticks and bowl, and tasted a piece of beef first.
The beef is delicious, tender but not old, and there is rich juice after one bite. It is really delicious! In an instant, Mu Xiaoran forgot everything and just ate the food in front of him.
"Xiaoran, is it delicious?" An Yuran clasped her hands against her chin and asked gently.
Mu Xiaoran's mouth was full of food. He looked at An Yuran with his shining eyes and nodded without hesitation.
He looked at her mouth, took out a tissue and wiped it gently. "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke. No one will compete with you." An Yuran reminded gently.
Although Mu Xiaoran nodded, he was still frantically sweeping the pile of things on the table.
Now, she just wanted to eat this delicious thing. However, when she wanted to add some food, she stood up and saw that there was nothing in front of An Yuran, and the gentle eyes were staring at her closely.
.
She frowned, expressing displeasure.
She went into the kitchen to add some food to herself, and at the same time she also made a bowl of rice and placed it in front of An Yuran.
An Yuran lowered his head and glanced at the bowl of rice, then at Mu Xiaoran.
"You feed me!" Mu Xiaoran frowned and said righteously. He made so many delicious foods for himself, but he watched her eat them while he didn't eat them.
What the hell is this!
An Yuran looked at her and nodded.
He ate very elegantly, which was in sharp contrast to Mu Xiaoran's rudeness.
As time ticked by, Mu Xiaoran leaned back on the chair, lying limply, closing his eyes and stroking his belly with a satisfied smile on his face.
An Yuran stood up and gently put away the dishes.
"What are you doing?" Mu Xiaoran's ears twitched slightly, and he immediately stood up to stop An Yuran.