Chapter 9 Meiyi is the most adorable in the world!
“The move is finally finished!”
On the playground of Qianyu Academy, Kiana stood there with a burning look on her face.
"I'm so exhausted~"
I obviously moved most of them, okay?
What are you tired of?
Seeing Kiana's appearance, Dong Moxuan couldn't help but complain in his heart.
"Hey, what do you mean by this expression? Does it make you unhappy to work with me?"
Dong Moxuan's expression did not escape Kiana's eyes. She frowned slightly and said to Dong Moxuan in a somewhat unkind tone.
"No, no, no, it's my honor to help Miss Kiana!"
After listening to Qiana's words, Dong Moxuan quickly asked for mercy.
"Then, Miss Kiana, can I leave?"
"What do you think?"
After listening to Dong Moxuan's question, Kiana sneered and said, "Just this kind of thing cannot make up for the loss you caused to me."
"Then what else do you want?"
Seeing that Qiana was unwilling to give up, Dong Moxuan directly spread his hands forward, as if he was doing whatever he wanted.
"Tch, I'm really impatient!"
Seeing this, Kiana frowned slightly.
"I'm going to class soon, and we'll settle the score later."
"Um, Seqingxuan, what's your phone number?"
Well, he got a new title, but unfortunately he didn't want this title at all.
With such complaints in his heart, Dong Moxuan replied: "Why do you want my phone number?"
"Why do you ask so much when you have nothing to do? Are you going to give it or not?"
"Here, can't I give it to you?"
Dong Moxuan reported his phone number to Kiana with some grievance.
If you want a phone number, you need a phone number, so why bother?
"So Kiana, what's your number?"
"You guy, why are you asking for my phone number? Do you want to do something evil to me?"
After Kiana took out her mobile phone and wrote down Dong Moxuan's phone number, her expression immediately became wary when she heard Dong Moxuan's question. She said this to Dong Moxuan in a contemptuous tone.
Dong Moxuan “………………”
Okay, okay, Miss Kiana, you can do whatever you say!
"Then I can go, Miss Kiana!"
"What a cautious man..."
As if she could feel the dissatisfaction in Dong Moxuan's heart, Kiana crossed her arms and muttered softly.
"That's right, you are no longer useful, you can get out!"
"besides!"
Seeing Dong Moxuan turn around and want to leave, Kiana directly reached out to stop him and threw him a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water.
"I just bought this. I'm buying you a drink. It's a reward for helping me move my things. Don't say I mistreat you!"
With that said, Kiana opened another bottle of Fat House water, drank it, and turned to leave.
"Class is about to start, I'll leave first!"
Dong Moxuan "......"
Seeing the arrogant back of the silver-haired girl, Dong Moxuan smiled bitterly and opened the happy water in his hand.
"never mind……"
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"I'm back!"
In the afternoon, after finishing her day's study, Mei returned home with her bag.
While changing her shoes, she said hello to the entrance.
However, she is actually the only one in her family.
The reason why she is like this is just because of her own habits and the customs of this island country.
Although it would be embarrassing to not get a response like this, Meiyi has long been used to it.
The girl named Mei has long been accustomed to being alone and lonely.
After all, who told her to have an irresponsible father?
However, things seem a little different today.
"You're back? Mei."
Some unexpected sounds came from the kitchen, and Meiyi suddenly realized that it seemed that a guy named Dong Moxuan had shamelessly moved into her home yesterday.
"Your school ends so early! You can watch TV in the living room for a while. Dinner will be ready soon."
Yayi followed the sound to the kitchen and found Dong Moxuan wearing an apron and cooking vegetables there.
"Dong, Mr. Dong Moxuan, are you cooking dinner?"
Looking at the scene in the kitchen, Mei was very surprised.
After all, don't look at the male protagonists in anime who are all-round housekeepers and whose cooking skills can make people laugh.
But in fact, men who are good at cooking in China are definitely in the minority, if not rarer than giant pandas.
Moreover, men in the Republic of China are very chauvinistic, and some even if they are chefs, they will not be willing to cook for their families at home, because it will make them feel very humiliated.
Therefore, Mei Yi, who is a purebred and a national eldest daughter, is naturally surprised by Dong Moxuan's behavior.
What's more, in her eyes, Dong Moxuan is just a freeloader... No, no, no, no!
Thinking of this, Yayi's mind immediately flashed to the scene of Dong Moxuan delivering a lunch box to her at noon, and she immediately blushed for her prejudice.
Mr. Dong Moxuan did what he did yesterday because he really had no other choice. In fact, he is a good person!
Yayi sent Dong Moxuan a good guy card in her heart.
"Because I'm kind of staying at Mei-chan's house during this period. If I don't do anything, I feel like I'm just eating free rice!"
After hearing Yayi's somewhat doubtful words, Dong Moxuan stretched out his fingers and scratched his cheek gently, and said with a chuckle: "Yayi, please go to the living room and watch TV first. The last dish will be ready soon."
"Well, I know...I know!"
Yayi, who was still a little confused at this time, turned around and left in a daze after hearing Dong Moxuan's words.
Less than a few minutes later, Dong Moxuan brought the last row of dishes to the table.
"Okay, Mei, it's time to eat!"
"………………"
Looking at Dong Moxuan with a smile on his face, Yayi suddenly felt that time and space were out of order.
It seemed to be the same yesterday, one person was sitting on the sofa and cooking alone in the kitchen.
However, the roles of both parties have been quietly reversed without realizing it.
Sitting at the dining table, looking at the delicious food in front of me, even Mei Yi, who was not too keen on eating, felt like she was aroused by gluttony.
Looking at Dong Moxuan, whose expression was half-smiling but not smiling, Yayi's cheeks turned red, and she quickly clasped her hands together and said, "I'm starting!"
After saying that, he picked up a piece of braised pork ribs that was still dripping with sweet red oil.
"How does it taste? I'm quite confident in my cooking skills!"
Looking at the long, straight black girl in front of him, Dong Moxuan asked confidently.
In his previous life, as an otaku, the only thing Dong Moxuan could use was his god-given excellent cooking skills.
This is not something he is doing for fun, it has been certified by the market.
At least those in the orphanage, Dong Moxuan, were very confident in his cooking skills.