The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Returning to the kitchen on the first floor, Mu Qianxi started boiling water, and saw Leng Che taking off his windbreaker jacket, unbuttoning his shirt cuffs unhurriedly, and meticulously rolling up the sleeves on both sides. The beautiful yet powerful wrists are revealed, and the cold white skin is exposed to the air, making it even more sexy against the backdrop of the black shirt. He came to the sink, silently picked up the green vegetables she put aside, carefully peeled off the leaves one by one, put them into the sink, and began to wash them.

There is always a cold nobility about him. Even if he is silently doing ordinary things or just standing at this moment, his extraordinary temperament can always catch people's attention.

What's even more charming is that Mu Qianxi finds that Leng Che is very focused and serious no matter what he does, which is completely different from a careless person like her.

I like him more, what should I do?

Mu Qianxi watched him lose his mind for a moment. After coming back to his senses, she asked him curiously: "Leng Che, do you know how to wash vegetables? I thought you didn't know how to wash vegetables."

Hearing this, he moved his hands for a moment, and a wave seemed to set off in his still eyes, which he quickly hid, as if he had hidden a long-standing secret. He continued to clean it, moving skillfully, and asked her calmly: "Is it difficult? Can't you just take a look?"

"……,excuse me."

Mu Qianxi was immediately choked and had nothing to say. How could she forget that he was a top student who could master even the most difficult final questions at a glance! Not a scumbag like her!

She came to his side and washed with him. While washing, she suddenly became excited and lightly sprinkled some water on his face with her fingers. Leng Che, who was concentrating on his work, was caught off guard by a "sneak attack". He paused for two seconds, then turned his head and looked coldly at the initiator who was giggling beside him.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, let me clean it up for you." Although he said sorry, the smile on his face was still cheerful and bright.

Mu Qianxi quickly washed and dried her hands, took out two more tissues and came to his side. She took a step closer, closing the distance between them, raising her head slightly, looking at his face carefully, and carefully wiped away the small drops of water on his face.

His face was incredibly beautiful, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. Especially those proud and deep peach blossom eyes that almost make people drown in them.

"Leng Che, I changed my mind." She took a step closer, closing the distance between the two even closer, looking up at him with a smile on her palm-sized face, "You are so good-looking, and With such a capable person, it would be a pity to use you as a support, it would be better to go home. "

She half coaxed and half lied: "Come home with me, okay~"

He was obviously saying flirtatious words, but his eyes were full of innocence and joy. Those watery eyes seemed to be filled with the brightest sunshine in summer, so dazzling that it made him feel hot behind his ears.

When he was in chaos, the boiling water in the pot saved his life. Leng Che looked away and reminded: "The water is boiling."

"Ah!" Mu Qianxi hurried over and opened the lid of the pot.

The moment the girl in front of him stepped away, the hot and anxious atmosphere finally receded, and Leng Che breathed a sigh of relief.

She is like the warm wind in summer, which comes suddenly and disappears in a hurry, leaving only the people in the place with confused heartstrings.

"Leng Che, look at me, look at me!" She suddenly said to him with great excitement, "I'll show you a one-handed egg cracking!"

When he looked over, she started her performance confidently and determinedly, and explained at the same time: "First, pick up an egg with your right hand, then bang it on the edge of the pot with moderate force, and then aim the egg at the center of the boiling water. , the ring finger presses the broken area, and the index finger and ring finger pull apart at the same time. In this way, we create a perfect..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a click, and the egg yolk and egg white mixed with a few pieces of egg shell fell into the pot...

Mu Qianxi: "..."

Leng Che: "..."

She hurriedly picked out the egg shell with chopsticks.

Leng Che finally couldn't help but whispered: "Mu Qianxi, it's not against the law to crack eggs with both hands."

She responded awkwardly: "Okay."

Obediently crack another egg with both hands.

When the noodles and eggs were almost cooked, she called Leng Che over and ordered some vegetables. Leng Che listened to her words and looked at the noodles, while she brought two bowls, mixed two portions of sauce, and then divided the noodles and eggs into two portions and put them into the bowls.

"The big eggs are mine, the small eggs are cold, and the cold ones are mine." Mu Qianxi said briskly while adding hot soup to the two bowls of noodles, "It's done!"

Listening to her cheerful words, Leng Che felt helpless and amused. Even the words of reproach contained a smile: "Mu Qianxi, what are you talking about?"

What do you mean he is hers.

"Leng Che, take the noodles away quickly."

There was still a lot of lettuce left, so in order to avoid wasting it, Mu Qianxi decided to fry another plate of green vegetables.

"Leng Che, bring some water."

"Leng Che, bring the dishes."

"Leng Che brings the plate."

She arranged the hot vegetables on the plate, heated the oil in the pot and stir-fried the sauce until fragrant. The crackling oil scared her so much that she stood one meter away from the pot. She was so timid that she only dared to stretch out her hands and stir-fry from time to time, as if Not cooking, but clearing mines.

Seeing her in a hurry, Leng Che asked, "Mu Qianxi, do you know how to do it?"

"Of course! That's what my dad does! I've seen him fire hundreds of times!" Mu Qianxi replied sonorously while looking nervously at the situation in the pot.

Leng Che: "..."

It seems that I have only seen it before, but have never done it. Thanks to her being so confident...

Leng Che felt helpless, but he allowed her to try, and he obediently listened to her "commands", responded to almost all her requests, and silently helped her.

When everything was done, the two sat side by side at the dining table.

"Try it, does it taste good?"

Leng Che followed her words and took a small bite of the noodles. He felt warm in his stomach, and Leng Che felt warm all over. Looking into her bright almond eyes again, the anticipation in them seemed to overflow. Her thick eyelashes were quivering like feather fans, which made his heart soften, like the mountains covered with snow that suddenly flowed over them. A pool of warm spring water.

He responded solemnly: "Yes."

After receiving his approval, Mu Qianxi couldn't help curling her lips and snickering, picking up her chopsticks and eating the noodles happily.

I just thought the noodles tonight were particularly delicious.

Lengche always eats slowly and gracefully, and when eating noodles, she eats slowly in small mouthfuls, while she is casual and does whatever she wants, eating with relish and full of life.

After she finished eating, Leng Che was still eating. She looked at him with a side face and joked: "The slowest eater has to wash the dishes."

He swallowed the food in his mouth and whispered to her: "Okay."

Mu Qianxi didn't expect him to agree so readily. She smiled and said, "Leng Che, why are you so easy to talk to?"

He looked at her faintly, as if he had read through her thoughts, and said deliberately: "How about you wash it?"

"..."

As expected, the wild cat changed its color when it heard the dishes being washed, and said stumblingly: "Then, you should do it. I hate washing the dishes. At home, my father is responsible for washing the dishes."

"Yeah." He responded in a low voice and continued eating.

"Then if you are hungry from now on, can I cook noodles for you?"

He didn't like to talk when he was eating seriously. He would wait until he swallowed the food before speaking, so he always responded to her with a nasal voice: "Yes."

Looks extremely well-behaved.

Mu Qianxi's smart eyes showed a sly smile, and she took the opportunity to ask again: "How about you wash the dishes at home from now on?"

"Yeah." He spoke too quickly, and Leng Che himself was stunned for a second after answering, and a thin layer of blood instantly appeared behind his ears.

So, she was talking about him and her home?

Mu Qianxi, who was sitting next to him, obviously noticed his changes, and looked at him curiously, staring closely at his eyes that he dared not raise, and her smile became brighter: "Leng Che, you are so shy!"

His eyes flashed, and his throat tightened. After swallowing the food in his mouth hastily and with difficulty, he picked up the windbreaker jacket on the back of the chair and covered her head, preventing her from looking at it anymore.

"No, I'm angry." He said hard, a little annoyed, and responded to her in a low voice, "Your home is your home, and mine is my home. Who is going to wash the dishes for you?"