She had just created an illusion.
The pair of furnishings in the room made her think that this man wanted to be with her for the rest of her life, and she almost forgot Murong Cheng's frivolous nature.
They say that a cunning rabbit has three caves, and for a house like this, I'm only afraid that he has many more elsewhere, even bigger and more luxurious than this villa! So it's not rare at all!
In the end, it was because she was too uninformed.
Murong Cheng then led Mu Zi to the study, vintage carved bookcases slightly empty, only scattered with a few books, computer stationery and so on is complete.
This is where Mu Zi reviews her homework.
Mu Zi immediately stated that it was time for her to study and pushed Murong Cheng out -
She just didn't want to stay with Murong Cheng.
Didn t want to before either, but today s not wanting to, vaguely different ...
always felt a little embarrassed for her momentary delusion.
But she couldn't stay in the study all the time, even if she wanted to, Murong Cheng wouldn't agree.
Mu Zi used the computer in the study to find a few practice test papers on the internet, downloaded them and did them casually to pass the time.
After doing the questions for a while, she vaguely smelled food.
Mu Zi was a little surprised, there is no one else here, could it be Murong Cheng cooking?
She curiously went downstairs, and at a glance, she saw Murong Cheng's upright and magnificent back.
He was standing in front of the open kitchen, frying a steak. Originally looks extremely handsome, but also tall, elegant, even with an apron, holding a spatula, looks very pleasing to the eye.
It is really jealous ah ...
Good-looking, powerful, these are also even if, but he actually will also cook.
Mu Zi secretly thought: what else does Murong Cheng not know how to do?
Just as she was bellyaching, she saw Murong Cheng put down the spatula, turned off the induction cooker, and took off the apron on her body with one hand.
"Ready to cook?" Mu Zi probed her head and looked, wanting to see the fruits of Murong Cheng's labor.
Murong Cheng, however, frowned slightly, like he was a little annoyed, and said, "It's mushy."
Mu Zi: "..."
This ...
... well.
Murong Cheng doesn't know how to cook at all.
Thinking about it, there is Bai Wei so a no-nonsense mom, where is Murong Cheng's turn to learn how to cook?
Mu Zi somewhat wanted to laugh, pursed her lips and held back.
"Are you hungry?" Murong Cheng asked with his usual demeanor.
He fried and battered something, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all, a few steps over to pull Mu Zi into his arms, his warm palm pressed against Mu Zi's abdomen, like he was carefully feeling her already starving flat stomach.
"I'll call Wang Zhan to send food over." He said.
"No need, it's such a long way, it's nighttime to send it over, deep in the mountains, it's dangerous to drive at night."
Mu Zi didn't think so, it's just a meal, both of them have hands and feet, why do they still have to let someone else make a trip in the middle of the night.
Murong Cheng pondered for a moment, rubbed Mu Zi's head and said, "Be good, go read, I'll try again."
Saying this, he re-tied his apron and walked to the large double-door refrigerator.
He was going to cook for Mu Zi.
As if this matter was well deserved, even if he didn't know how to cook at all.
Mu Zi looked at Murong Cheng's back and was inexplicably warmed.
Although he is bad, although he is disgusting, although ... he is a pervert, but when he is normal, he is handsome and unobtrusive, gentle and meticulous enough to make any woman sink.
He makes Mu Zi feel that he is reserved and unique.
Murong Cheng opened the refrigerator door, frowning as he picked out new ingredients, seriously contemplating how to make a nutritious and delicious dinner.
Mu Zi looked at his focused demeanor, and actually saw a bit of cuteness.
"Don't spoil things." She took the onions from his hand, "I'll make dinner."
Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "You?"
Mu Zi's cheeks flushed a thin pink red, well, actually she wasn't very good at cooking ...