Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 364 God Stick (6)

At night, Yu Jingmo, who came back from the outside, twitched his eyelids when he saw the person squatting at the door.

Why is she still alive?
She frowned, "You're back."

Yu Jingmo nodded, "Why haven't you entered the house yet?"

"Something happened, I can only stay with you for one more day."

Did she just depend on him?Was he in some serious trouble?

Mu Zhili didn't give him a chance to speak, looked at him helplessly, and said pitifully, "I haven't eaten all day."

Hearing this, Yu Jingmo's temples twitched, what does she mean?Does he still need to take care of food?
"Didn't I give you two hundred yuan?" At that time, he shouldn't have cared. "What happened? Why didn't you come into the house?"

That 200 yuan is enough for him to eat for two weeks!
She can hold 200 yuan and go without food for a day, which is really good.

"The unlocking company needs to show proof, otherwise they won't open it." Mu Zhili pointed innocently at the shoes on her feet, which were half bigger than her feet, "I can't get out now."

Yu Jingmo sighed and said nothing more, forget it, for the sake of her dying, he will tolerate it for another day.

Muzhi Lipidianpidian followed him into the house.

She closed the door and asked, "What are you going to eat tonight?"

Yu Jingmo frowned, "I never eat at night."

Mu Zhili looked him up and down, "You don't need to lose weight, do you?"

He would never say that he skipped dinner because he was poor!
Even if you cook porridge for dinner, rice needs money, water needs money, and electricity also needs money. If you save three yuan for a meal, you can save ninety yuan a month.

He said with a straight face: "I haven't eaten since I was a child."

Who doesn't eat since he was a child, unless his family didn't care about him at all and didn't cook him dinner, she really couldn't think of any other reason, just think about a poor little guy huddled in a corner without even dinner, The way Mu Zhili looked at him changed instantly.

"I'll eat." Mu Zhili covered his stomach, "I'm starving to death."

"If you're hungry, there are quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator. You can cook them yourself." He said, "I'm going to take a shower. Don't call me if there's nothing to do. I won't go to work tomorrow. I'll call the unlocking company and I'll prove it to you."

"Oh." Mu Zhili nodded, "Can you lend me your phone?"

"Sorry, it's not convenient to lend out personal items."

Mu Zhili didn't say anything more tactfully.

Yu Jingmo came out of the shower and heard movement in the kitchen. He was wearing cotton pajamas, wiping his head with a towel and walked to the door of the kitchen. When he saw a few dishes on the countertop, his eyes flashed calmly. There was a trace of waves, and the voice was trembling with depression, "What are you doing?"

Mu Zhili turned around and smiled at him, "Skipping dinner for a long time is not good for your health. I cook too much. You can eat some later."

Yu Jingmo looked at the contents in the plastic bag by the door and asked, "What is this?"

Mu Zhili flipped through the dishes and glanced back, "I didn't pay attention to the cooking just now. I put sugar as salt and soy sauce as vinegar, so I poured them out. I just made these dishes. I tasted them. Can."

He bent down to open the garbage bag with one hand, and his fingers froze for a moment when he saw the contents inside, so...

How many times did she fail to make these dishes on the counter?
After turning off the fire and putting in various condiments, Mu Zhili put on a plate and said, "The dumplings are ready, you can eat them."

Yu Jingmo walked to the refrigerator without saying a word, and after opening it, he saw that the freezer was full, but now it was empty, and his hand holding the door of the freezer was trembling.

It contained his food for a week.

Now, one dinner is all gone? !

We already have dumplings, what else can we eat?

It's hard enough for him to support himself. If he raises another prodigal, he will just wait for the northwest wind. She can't stay here, not even for a day.

Yu Jingmo thought that if he didn't eat it, he would waste it. If he didn't eat it, he would be sorry for his stomach and his wallet. When Mu Zhili was almost done eating, he scavenged all the leftovers.

Maybe people who cook have this kind of mentality. If no one eats the food they cook, it’s like doing something seriously and no one approves it. If it’s all eaten clean, it’s affirmation of her. At least Mu Zhili was quite happy to see that he had finished eating.

Yu Jingmo hasn't eaten so full for a long time, he feels his stomach is protruding, the stronger the feeling of fullness, the more he loves the food in the refrigerator!The idea of ​​sending Mu Zhili away as soon as possible became stronger.

Mu Zhili followed him to put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, and then asked, "Do you have any clothes you don't wear? I want to take a bath."

He stared at the sink intently, what did she mean, she didn't plan to do it and asked him to wash it?
"Can't you go back and wash it tomorrow?"

Mu Zhili frowned in disgust, "I've been busy for so long, and my body smells of oily smoke. If you don't believe me, you smell it, and you plan to let me just lie on your sofa like this? If you don't mind, of course, I'm fine."

Yu Jingmo pursed his lips. He had only washed the sofa cover for two days, and washing it again would be a waste of water. He suppressed his displeasure and said, "You wash the dishes first, and I'll find them for you."

Mu Zhili brushed the bowls and chopsticks and asked Xingkuai about how much malicious value was left, and came to the conclusion that there was not much left. She couldn't help frowning. Although the food was a bit salty, he ate the meal very happily, how could he not eat much? Point malicious value.

After he came over with his clothes, unplugged the refrigerator, and turned off the lights in the kitchen, he told her not to waste water. She seemed to understand something...

"Towels are clean, don't wash for too long." Waste of water, he added, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Mu Zhili nodded with a strange expression, took more than ten minutes to get out of the shower, and bumped into Yu Jingmo who was drinking water.

Just like the male and female protagonists in an idol drama, the female comes out of the shower, wearing a white shirt that reaches her thighs, revealing her straight and slender legs, attracting the male protagonist's gaze with her innocence and fatal temptation.

Mu Zhili didn't see any surprises in his acting skills, he just frowned and asked, "Didn't I give you a pair of sweatpants? Put them on."

Didn't it mean that it normally takes an hour for a girl to take a shower?Dressed like this at a man's house she doesn't know, is her brain flooded?

He acted like if she didn't wear sweatpants, he'd be berating her.

The corner of Mu Zhili's mouth twitched and turned to go to the bathroom. She put on the sweatpants, the lace around her waist was tied tightly, and the legs of the trousers were rolled up and down. She looked in the mirror and it was fine. Like someone who just came back from planting rice seedlings in the field.

She was lying on the bed thinking about it, but she still felt that something was wrong with Yu Jingmo. In order to verify her conjecture, Mu Zhili woke up early the next day. Eggs, when Yu Jingmo came out, he saw two bowls of porridge that couldn't be seen at all, Yu Jingmo turned cold as expected.

(End of this chapter)