Leaning in his arms, smelling the faint smell of tobacco mixed with cologne coming from him, her heart beat wildly involuntarily.

At such a close distance, even though her back was turned to him, her face was still red.

Not sure if he sensed her embarrassment, Qin Muchu suddenly let go, turned around, took the tomatoes and green onions beside him, washed them, and then started chopping vegetables.

He didn't ask Zhao Lingxi to do anything anymore. Zhao Lingxi could only look on stupidly as he skillfully chopped vegetables, scrambled eggs, cooked noodles, and finally cooked them...

His serious demeanor while cooking was like a poster, deeply engraved in her mind.

This man was really beyond her expectations.

Two bowls of noodles were placed on the dining table. Zhao Lingxi looked at Qin Muchu who was wiping his hands in front of him with some confusion: "Well...since you can cook by yourself, why do you want me to go home with you?"

"I don't like washing dishes." He glanced at her lightly and gave her an answer that was unexpected and seemed reasonable.

Well, it turns out I wanted her to come over and work as a dishwasher.

Taking a deep breath, she wanted to say something else, but saw Qin Muchu already immersed in eating noodles.

Although Zhao Lingxi was not hungry, she couldn't help but twitch her index fingers when she smelled the strong aroma wafting from the bowl of noodles in front of her.

Most importantly, she was curious about what the noodles made by a man like Qin Muchu would taste like?

The noodles were very hot, so she was careful when eating them.

I didn't dare to have any expectations for the food made by this big boss, but when I entered the mouth, it tasted unexpectedly delicious.

How could it be so delicious?

She widened her eyes in disbelief and took a few more bites to make sure that she was not hallucinating just now. Then she raised her head and looked at Qin Muchu in front of her.

"Have you ever worked as a cook?" She asked curiously after swallowing the noodles in her mouth.

Qin Muchu glanced at her indifferently, his dark pupils exuding a cold light like the bright moon in the sky, and his sculptural and perfect facial features looked much softer than before in the warm environment at this moment.

"Haha...hehe...I'm just asking casually, the noodles you made taste very good...very good..." Seeing that he just looked at her like that and didn't speak, Zhao Lingxi could only smile awkwardly, and then continued to eat.

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The atmosphere also became indescribably weird.

"Eat slowly..." Seeing her expression of immersed in eating, Qin Muchu suddenly spoke, and his warm voice reached her ears without any warning.

She raised her head numbly and stared blankly at the handsome and extraordinary face in front of her.

Did she just have a hallucination?

Why did Qin Muchu become like this?

Isn't he a cold-blooded and ruthless gangster brother?

Why have you become so tender at this moment?

Taking the wrong medicine?

Ignoring the confusion in her eyes, he seemed to have finished eating. He gently put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Remember to wash the bowl!"

Then he got up and walked towards the second floor.

As soon as Qin Muchu left, Zhao Lingxi felt her whole body relax. She took a long breath and looked at the bowl of noodles in front of her, which was delicious and delicious, and she quickly started to eat it.
Chapter completed!