Chapter 27 Why did Xie Jie occupy her for so many years (27)
He paused for a few seconds, watching Zhu Yu taste the lean meat porridge with great anticipation, and then praised it without hesitation.
“OMG! So delicious!”
There were stars in the girl's eyes, and Mu Chi was in a state of panic.
He lowered his eyes and avoided sight, and pressed hard on the newly scabbed wound on his right wrist bone.
The pain woke him up.
He raised his feet to leave when he heard a sweet voice behind him: "Don't put onions next time, I don't like that."
Mu Chi paused, then sped up and walked out the door.
Zhu Yu looked at the closed door, smiled helplessly, and continued to drink porridge with his head down.
Mu Chi returned to the kitchen to light the fire, and the pretty face he just saw kept popping up in his mind.
He sighed and turned his attention to the fire. The wound on his arm itched, irritating his nerves.
He simply gritted his teeth and pulled off the newly formed scab.
The warm liquid dripped down his fingers and fell to the ground, rolling into the dust.
Finally calmed down.
The chef on the stove was chopping green onions, and he subconsciously stepped forward to stop him, then looked confused.
"The scrambled eggs with chopped green onions don't add green onions...Are you crazy!"
The master's rude yelling came from behind, and Mu Chi ran away without looking back.
He must be really crazy.
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lunch time.
Zhu Yu saw that there was no trace of green onion in the food in front of him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Very obedient.
"Thank you... My name is Zhu Yu, what's your name?" Zhu Yu asked vaguely with a piece of chicken wing in his mouth.
"I can't call you little mute."
Mu Chi raised his head and stared at her with a pair of bright black eyes. The expression on his face was light, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts.
Zhu Yu knew that the title "little mute" stung him. Mu Chi was sold to the Qingxiao Sect. He had been bullied since he was a child and did not know how to resist. He seemed soft and weak, but was very stubborn.
He suffered all the hardships in the Qingxiao Sect, but he did not escape because the sect master poisoned each of his disciples, and they would die immediately without an antidote.
He had been taciturn since he was a child, and no one taught him how to speak, so he was still not very good at speaking at the age of seventeen.
Little Mute is the name that others use to insult and ridicule him.
Zhu Yu pretended not to mention it, but actually reminded her of her righteous behavior yesterday.
Mu Chi stood awkwardly by the door, not knowing where to put his eyes, and saw the rough tree branch on the table.
It was she who saved him that day.
Little mute, it's so ugly.
Every time he thought of those people's foul faces, he wanted to tear their mouths apart.
But I don't know why, but there was a strange feeling when she said it.
He had no objection at all, and even found it pleasant.
"Don't mind, I'm just asking casually." Seeing that he didn't leave immediately, Zhu Yu knew that there might be a chance to make friends with him.
Mu Chi responded in a low voice, "My name is Mu Chi."
"Mu Chi, it sounds so nice." Zhu Yu said his name softly, tenderly and tiredly.
Mu Chi didn't say anything. He didn't know how to answer the question. He just looked at her smile and was stunned.
The way she smiles is very attractive, like the sun, so bright and intoxicating, yet so far away, as if she can never be touched.
Mu Chi didn't know what he was thinking. In short, his heart was in a mess and his head was dizzy.
After Zhu Yu said this, he stopped talking and just lowered his head to eat the rice in his bowl.
Her posture when eating is very casual, but her every gesture is of noble beauty, which makes people unable to bear to blaspheme her.
"Thank you Mu Chi for the meal. It's so filling."
Zhu Yu touched his bulging belly and walked away to make room for him to tidy up.
Mu Chi didn't realize that she had stayed until Zhu Yu finished eating. Hearing this, he looked into her bowl and ate a small corner.
There was a lot of meat left, and the vegetables were not touched.
Are you full now?
He suddenly felt that raising such a delicate person might be a bit troublesome.
etc!
Why do you think about this!
Mu Chi suddenly came to his senses, picked up the food box and walked out quickly, but was stopped by someone.
Zhu Yu stuffed a small bottle into him.
"This is the golden sore medicine I made myself. If you don't trust it, you can throw it away."
Mu Chi took the bottle and felt the cold touch on his hand, and a warm current flowed through his heart.
"Thanks."
Zhu Yu looked at his escaping figure with a smile on his lips.
This guy is pretty funny.
Don't be awkward in your temper.
It just reminded her of Xie Jie, and her heart suddenly felt sour.
Zhu Yu lazily threw himself on the bed and sighed heavily.
Another day to miss the cute little villain.
"Ayao."
There was a gentle voice outside the door, and someone knocked on the door.
She hurriedly sat up, straightened her clothes, and then opened the door.
Yunhe was holding several large paper bags in his hands, and the corners of his mouth deepened when he saw her.
"Ayao, I brought your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and braised fish, as well as some candied sweet cakes."
"How do you know I like to eat?" Zhu Yu was shocked.
Yun He just smiled and walked in carrying his things, putting them away one by one.
First, he knew the same furnishings in the room, and then the snacks she liked to eat.
They even called her by the aliases she and Xie Jie used when they lived in the small town.
It's terrible to live under the surveillance of others all the time.
Zhu Yu felt frightened as he looked at the gentleman-looking man in front of him.
"Ayao, you are my fiancée, so I naturally want to know your preferences." Yun He smiled softly, but there was an imperceptible coldness hidden in his eyes.
Zhu Yu retorted coldly, "Don't call me Ayao, I have a name."
"good."
Yun He was not angry, he still smiled gently, and then handed the thing in his hand to her, "Ayu, try these."
Zhu Yu took the things, glanced at him, didn't open them, just put them on the table, and said in a bad tone: "I want to change clothes."
She is still wearing her wedding clothes, and it makes me sick to look at her.
Yunhe was startled for a moment, then laughed.
"Okay, tell me what color and style Ayu wants, and I'll buy it for you."
Zhu Yu glared at him, feeling horrified.
This pervert doesn't even know her size!
"no need!"
After that, he turned around the screen and entered the back room, and kicked the table leg hard.
"hehe."
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, he picked up the sweet cake on the table and took a bite. His mouth was full of sweetness, not as delicious as he imagined.
I wonder if it would taste better if she fed him too.
His eyes fell on the sweet cakes on the table, his eyes dimmed, and evil thoughts flashed through his mind.
Why did Xie Jie occupy her for so many years?
It was obvious that he was the first to know Zhu Yu.
The warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by cold murderous aura.
Not long after Yun He left, a large number of women came into the courtyard to tailor clothes for her.
Zhu Yu was not polite. In addition to her favorite color, she also chose a dozen of the most expensive fabrics.