Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

After the fireworks were set off, Xingshan Villa returned to calm.

In the spacious living room, there was no one there, but the TV was on, and the Spring Festival Gala was playing loudly.

All the way into the kitchen.

This is Song Qianxi's habit. Even if she doesn't watch TV, she will keep it on, which can make the deserted home a little more lively.

The two were about to make dumplings, Chu Muhan rolled up his sleeves and skillfully kneaded the noodles.

Since I've seen him cook noodles before, I wasn't too surprised.

Song Qianxi removed the brain of the green onion, and when she was washing, Chu Muhan suddenly stopped her hand, and said righteously: "Don't do it, the water is too cold, wait until I reconcile my face and come to wash, you can sit in the living room and watch the Spring Festival Gala." .”

In the Xingshan villa, the central air conditioner was turned on and the temperature was kept at 28 degrees. Song Qianxi was only wearing a thin sweater.

"I'm not cold and I have hot water," she said.

Chu Muhan lowered his head and looked at her slender fingers, how could such pretty hands wash vegetables.

He turned around without saying a word, and silently washed the onion and the meat.

Song Qianxi: "..."

After washing, put it on the cutting board, and he continued kneading the dough again.

Song Qianxi found a clean basin, picked up the kitchen knife and was about to cut onions, when Chu Muhan grabbed her hand again, she looked over it blankly, "It didn't touch the water."

Chu Muhan stared at her clear almond eyes, how could such beautiful eyes shed tears.

He silently took the kitchen knife from her hand and cut the onions.

Song Qianxi: "..."

Cut the onion and chop the meat.

Song Qianxi rolled up her sleeves helplessly, "Then I'll make a face."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of chopping meat stopped abruptly.

She turned her head, and as expected, Chu Muhan came over and snatched the dough from her hand, "Kneading dough is laborious, it's not suitable for girls, just watch TV, be good."

The last two were obedient, like coaxing children, the tender Song Qianxi was numb.

Song Qianxi couldn't stay idle, "Chu Muhan, I'm not Jiao Didi's eldest lady, don't let me do anything. Besides, don't you think the division of labor between the two is very good?"

As you said at the beginning, cooking, doing housework and traveling together with the one you love...

Those who are in love, Song Qianxi was shocked when he thought of this word.

Seeing her sudden change of expression, Chu Muhan thought she was angry, and quickly said, "Then you chop the meat, be careful."

Song Qianxi regained consciousness and nodded.

She mixed the shallots and meat well, put down the seasoning, and waited for Chu Muhan to knead the noodles before officially starting to make dumplings.

Song Qianxi looked at the dough and said, "I can make dumplings, but I can't roll them."

Chu Muhan curled his lips into a smile, "Coincidentally, I know how to roll skins, so we are a perfect match."

Fuck, is it so flirtatious?

Song Qianxi did not refute, but lowered her head slightly embarrassed.

One person rolled the skin, one person made the dumplings, and they just worked silently.

Tianlin was thirsty after drinking, so he came to the kitchen to pour water and saw this scene.

He stood at the door without going in.

Although the two were doing their own things, they raised their eyes from time to time and made eye contact.

There were many pink love bubbles around, the tired Tianlin shivered, and let out a 'hiccup' sound in his throat.

He should stay in the room and sleep well. What kind of water should he drink? Now that he is healed, he can't drink enough water to eat a mouthful of dog food.

Alas, my heart is stuffy, I go back to my room to sleep.

After making the dumplings, Chu Muhan glanced at his phone while the dumplings were being served.

It was a photo sent by Tianlin. Chu Muhan looked at the two tightly hugging each other, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Immediately save the picture and reply to Tianlin.