The Heaven’s Jailer

Mu Xueqing's mother froze instantly.

"Go ahead, what are you doing blocking the door." At this moment, Mu Xueqing's father Mu Zhenghong's voice came from outside the door.

"Well, let's go. Xueqing and Liu Lang are busy, so don't disturb them." Mu Ma turned around and exited the villa, and then closed the door with a bang.

"It's all here, at least put down the ribs!"

"Why don't they put it, they don't know how to do it?"

"Then what are you doing so hard? This pot of ribs has been stewed all afternoon..."

The voices of Mu Zhenghong and his wife were getting smaller and smaller, and it was obvious that they had gone far.

It wasn't until she couldn't hear the sound that Mu Xueqing woke up like a dream, and she broke free from Liu Lang's arms with a flushed face. It was a coincidence. The first time she had close contact with Liu Lang, she was hit by her mother. Mom must have misunderstood that she and Liu Lang are doing something that cannot be said. This time I really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't clean it.

"Why does your mother have the key to the villa?" Liu Lang was also particularly embarrassed, and he asked with a cough for a long time.

"This villa originally belonged to them. They moved back to the old house after I came back." Mu Xueqing said depressedly. The key is, come on, don't even say hello in advance, don't knock on the door, just open the door and enter. Didn't they think about this lone man, widow and firewood, what if he sees something more exciting?

"I think you'd better call and explain to your mother." Liu Lang hesitated.

"Explanation, in their eyes, we have already..." Mu Xueqing said weakly, and then suddenly realized that she was still wearing a three-point pose, and quickly ran back to the bedroom upstairs and put on a pajama. Then he ran downstairs again.

At this time, Liu Lang had gone to the kitchen to clean up the ground.

"You or me?" Liu Lang asked, looking at the semi-finished products in the kitchen.

"Let me come, do you want to watch by the side?" Mu Xueqing is indeed a little bit psychologically overshadowed. For a timid girl, she may not want to enter the kitchen for the rest of her life after being scalded. Mu Xueqing hesitated, and Liu Lang discussed.

"Okay, you can do it with peace of mind, there will be no accidents with me." Liu Lang nodded and stood quietly at the door, watching Mu Xueqing work hard in the kitchen.

He suddenly felt that such a day was very relaxing and pleasant. If Mu Xueqing was really his wife, it would be a very happy thing to watch Mu Xueqing so busy every day.

Although she knew that cooking in front of Liu Lang was a trick, Mu Xueqing was not nervous, but rather relaxed. After more than half an hour, three dishes and one fish were all done. In terms of color, fragrance, of course, Liu Lang's level is incomparable, but Mu Xueqing herself is very satisfied, because compared to the previous practice, this time the actual combat is already above the level.

"How about my craft!" With Liu Lang's help, the food was brought to the dining table. Mu Xueqing took off her apron, washed her hands and returned to the dining room to sit down.

"Well, not bad!" Liu Lang tasted them one by one and couldn't help raising his thumbs.

"Aren't you comforting me?" Mu Xueqing asked suspiciously.

"Don't believe me, try it yourself." Liu Lang smiled.

Mu Xueqing picked up the chopsticks, tasted the dishes, and said in surprise: "It seems to be really good." She felt that the taste of the dishes made today has reached the level of teachers in the cooking school. Of course, Liu Lang still has a gap.

"Very good." For a person who seldom cooks before and only occasionally cooks instant noodles or fries an egg, he only practiced for a week, and he has such a cooking skill. The only explanation is that he is talented. It seems that Mu Xueqing is getting into the hall and the all-round woman in the kitchen.

"You now have the ability to take care of yourself. This way I can be considered relieved." Liu Lang joked while eating.

The chopsticks that Mu Xueqing stretched out stopped in the air, "Are you going to move?"

With the opening of Zhongyu Ecological Farm, Liu Lang's career has experienced explosive growth, and he is no longer the one who once had trouble eating.

While being happy for Liu Lang, Mu Xueqing became more upset in her heart.

The reason why she was able to live under the same roof with Liu Lang was because Liu Lang was so downhearted that he didn’t even have a place to live. Now Liu Lang has money, and it’s not a problem to go out and buy a better villa. Seems to have lost the reason to stay here again.

Mu Xueqing had expected Liu Lang to leave one day, but she didn't expect that day would come so soon.

"Who said I'm going to move?" Seeing Mu Xueqing's face turned from sunny to cloudy, Liu Lang suddenly went blind.

"Then what do you mean by rest assured?" Mu Xueqing asked, biting her lip.

"That's it. I'm going out tomorrow. It will take half a month to come back. I was worried that you could not eat well. Now you can cook by yourself. Of course I can rest assured." Liu Lang explained patiently.

"That's it." Mu Xueqing breathed a sigh of relief and hesitated. She couldn't help but said, "Liu Lang, in fact, you already have the ability to make yourself a good life now. If you want to stop our relationship I can..."

Mu Xueqing regretted her words.

Isn't it okay to trouble yourself? Even if Liu Lang didn't want to leave, he reminded him that he still wanted to leave.

However, Liu Lang's answer surprised Mu Xueqing very much.

"I won't terminate the contract." Liu Lang immediately planned to Mu Xueqing, and then said with a serious face: "I am the person who pays the most attention to integrity. Since I have signed it, I will fulfill the content of the contract. If you drive me away, I will not go."

"Really?" Mu Xueqing immediately became happy. The gloomy mood turned into a sunny day. Then she tentatively asked Liu Lang, "Then what if our contract expires?"

"Expiry...If it expires, you can renew the contract!" Liu Lang blurted out.

"I understand." Mu Xueqing lowered her head, smiled and picked up the rice, forgetting to eat the dishes.

After a meal, Liu Lang and Mu Xueqing cleaned up the kitchen together, and after watching TV in the living room for a while, they went back to the bedroom to rest.

Liu Lang routinely went to the mortal world to inspect. Everyone was busy live broadcasting to make money, and the whole mortal prison was peaceful.

When passing Zhu Bajie's cell, Zhu Bajie stopped Liu Lang.

"Mr. Liu, aren't you going to the prefecture?" Zhu Bajie is now an official employee of the Tianting anchor agency, so, like everyone else, he calls Liu Lang as President Liu.

"Yes, I will leave tomorrow." Liu Lang nodded.

"Then can you do me a favor." Zhu Bajie hesitated, took a golden hairpin from his arms and handed it to Liu Lang.