Marriage is coming

The blood on Lin Xuan's face was gone.

She thought that after this incident, the relationship between herself and Mu Jingshen would improve, but obviously she was thinking too much, and Mu Jingshen still didn't have any good feelings for her.

She pursed her lips, and instead of answering Mu Jingshen's words, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Mu Jingshen assigned her an SVIP ward, which has a separate bathroom and a separate kitchen that can be used.

The housekeeper was here to cook for her in the afternoon, and brought a small and easy-to-carry refrigerator with ingredients in it.

Lin Xuan closed the kitchen door and turned on the fire. If she didn't make any big moves like this, she wouldn't suffer so much. She took out the green vegetables and eggs washed by the housekeeper from the refrigerator, and put down two bowls of egg noodles.

Her movements were too noisy, causing Mu Jingshen a headache and unable to fall asleep at all.

Until she brought a bowl of noodles in front of Mu Jingshen.

A handful of emerald green vegetables, orange-yellow eggs, and brightly colored tomatoes floated on it.

Mu Jingshen raised his eyebrows: "The seduction won't work, Mrs. Mu is going to follow the soft policy?"

Lin Xuan didn't change her face, and brought out the second bowl. She smiled brightly and gently at Mu Jingshen: "Ah Shen, it's because I'm hungry, don't think too much about it."

For more than 20 years, Mu Jingshen has never eaten such homely noodles without even a piece of meat in it.

However, the soup base is thick and white, and the taste is also very fragrant.

During the dinner party at night, Mu Jingshen didn't eat anything, and his stomach was already in a tearing pain, but now that he smelled this smell, his stomach felt like it was knotted, and Mu Jingshen's face turned pale in pain.

He didn't intend to continue to wrong himself, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

Lin Xuan's cooking skills are very good, with simple ingredients, the noodles are very strong, and the hot food almost soothed her heart.

She was right in front of him, holding a bowl in her hand, her eyes curved, "Is it delicious? Ah Shen?"

"generally."

Mu Jingshen rolled his eyelids, his long and narrow eyes were full of indifference: "Mrs. Mu should not have too much confidence in her cooking skills."

Lin Xuan just smiled.

She held up her chopsticks and took two bites.

Married to Mu Jingshen, ten fingers will not be touched by Yang Chunshui for a year, the taste is really unsatisfactory.

But Mu Jingshen was still saving face, and finished a bowl of noodles.

Lin Xuan couldn't eat after two mouthfuls. She took the two bowls to the kitchen and waited for the housekeeper to wash them tomorrow.

When she came out, she heard movement in the bathroom, and Lin Xuan lay down directly on the bed.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, her consciousness was also groggy, and she felt that the bed beside her had collapsed.

Lin Xuan was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. Mu Jingshen changed into his pajamas, and with the hangover medicine and Lin Xuan's face, his stomachache was almost healed, and even his headache was relieved a lot.

Lie down on the bed, the lights in the room were on, Lin Xuan was sleeping on her side, her lips stood up slightly, her pink and tender skin was almost transparent.

Lin Xuan looks very good, which even Mu Jingshen cannot ignore.

And at this moment, Mu Jingshen had a strange sense of belonging in his heart.

Maybe it was too late, and there was no one to share the pain for too long, so his tenacious heart was seldom vulnerable for a moment.

She actually felt that the time was quiet at this moment, and even Lin Xuan didn't hate it that much anymore.

Mu Jingshen lay down, looked at Lin Xuan for a moment, and said in a low voice, "What happened to Lve Ying was done by your sister Lin Youran."