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The pain in Bama's wrist has not subsided, and he almost reacted instinctively. He took two steps back and stammered: "I threw all the dishes in the corridor, I, I... I will bring them in."

Wei Chi and the others followed trot, and several people discussed in the corridor, calling their boss to come over and fight, what are the chances of winning.

"..."

One minute later, Bama entered the kitchen with his things, and said loudly, "Maomao, I'll wash the vegetables for you."

Bolang followed in with his things: "I chop vegetables."

Vios: "I clean up."

Hart's things were snatched by Bama, and he almost tiptoed into the kitchen, and said dryly: "I...I watch the fire."

Seeing them enter the kitchen, Mao Yuning sat down on the sofa and asked Xi Yan, "Why are you here suddenly?"

Xi Yan brought a cup of tea and put it in front of her, with a still calm voice: "Lin Ye said that you haven't accepted a job recently, so I'll come and pick you up for dinner."

Mao Yuning remembered that he called Lin Ye yesterday. Lin Ye was worried that she would be troubled by the Chu family, so he specifically asked her about her recent work trends. She said that she would play with her friends for a few days, and postponed her work.

Probably out of habit, when he came to look for her, he would come directly when he knew she was at home.

Mao Yuning: "Then I'll cook, and everyone have dinner together?"

Xi Yan glanced at her, and asked a quick question: "Going out to play?"

Mao Yuning hummed, subconsciously supported his ankle, and changed into flat shoes when he went to the scenic spot, but after walking all afternoon, his calf was still a little sore.

Xi Yan noticed her movements and asked her to drink the tea while it was hot.

Mao Yuning was holding a teacup to drink tea, and saw him reaching out to unbutton his shirt and walking towards the kitchen.

"Hey, Brother Xi, how can I let you cook..." Mao Yuning stood up quickly.

"Take a break when you're tired, I'll cook."

Mao Yuning was at the company in the morning and went to the scenic spots in the afternoon. She was exhausted both mentally and physically, which made her want to go home without even wanting to eat.

Unexpectedly, several people from Bama followed, so they had to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients for cooking.

Xi Yan's words made her stunned for a moment, and when she realized it, he had already entered the kitchen.

Mao Yuning went to the room to change a set of clothes and came out, the air was quiet, and walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen was eerily quiet.

Parma washed the vegetables, Polan cut the vegetables, Vios cleaned up the stove, and Hart stood beside him motionless.

There are two fires on the stove, one is cooking soup, and the other is steaming, as if it is steaming something.

Xi Yan put on gloves on both hands, snapped two chicken feet, and stuffed seasoning into the belly of the chicken. After the seasoning was applied to the whole chicken, wrap it in plastic wrap...

The other four people occasionally collided with each other, and then looked away silently.

It was rare for Mao Yuning to see them so peaceful, even when Da Ye and Mu Chuan were guarding them, there was no such effect.

Sure enough, the discipliner still has to be the chief executive.

Xi Yan cooks very quickly, and within an hour or so, all the ingredients are plated and served on the table.

A few people in Bama set the table and chopsticks very discerningly.

Mao Yuning took out the way of hospitality, took the serving chopsticks, and served them food.

Mao Yuning: "Bama likes to eat fish, but not cilantro. Pick out cilantro..."

Seeing the movement of Xi Yan raising his eyelashes, Bama quickly stood up with the bowl in hand, snatched the coriander from Mao Yuning's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and waved his hands voraciously: "No, no, no need to pick, I like them all, I like them all."

Mao Yuning paused for a few seconds, then held a roasted chicken leg for Po Lang with chopsticks, and said, "Come, your favorite big chicken leg."

Bolang quickly stood up, and before Mao Yuning picked up the chicken leg, he took a piece of chicken wing tip, smiled and said: "Maomao, you remember wrongly, my favorite is chicken wing tip, chicken wing tip, chicken leg for you to eat. "

Mao Yuning stared at him for a few seconds, then looked at Xi Yan.

Xi Yan is eating.

His facial features are cold and hard, but his eyes are too beautiful, red lips and white skin, very much like the young gentleman described in ancient books, the long sleeves of his hands are rolled up high, holding the bowls and chopsticks, and his movements are slow.

Seeing her looking over, those beautiful eyes were as gentle as water, silent, but with the tenderness of a god.

Mao Yuning withdrew his gaze and picked up a beef ball for Vios: "Weichi, try the beef balls made in our community. It's quite authentic. One bite will fill your mouth with the taste of beef soup."

Wei Chi stood up abruptly, picked up the spoon, took a bowl of soup, then picked up the bowl, slurped the soup, put down the bowl, and then licked his lips and said, "It's really authentic, the soup has a strong beef flavor."

Mao Yuning: "..."

With the lessons learned from the three brothers, Hart wisely picked up the bowl, and without hearing the sound of the table, he buried his head in the bowl.

Mao Yuning glanced at the beef balls in her hand, she didn't eat meat, and was thinking about who to put in the bowl, but seeing that the four of them were avoiding it, they simply stuffed it into Xi Yan's bowl.

Xi Yan said thank you, stuffed it into his mouth, and took one bite at a time.

Mao Yuning noticed that they ate everything, not just soup, and vaguely understood, did they dare not eat the dishes she picked up?

After eating, Bama and the others were going to go home, but saw Xi Seriously put on an apron and was about to clean up the dining table, so they hurriedly swarmed up to clean up the dishes.

The last four people work together, one collects the table, one washes the dishes and puts them in the dishwasher, one cleans the stove, and the other cleans the floor.

Xi Yan, who had nothing to do, took off his apron and went to the living room.

Bama and the others bent down, showing the atmosphere weakly.

Mao Yuning had already come out of the kitchen. Seeing Xi Yan come out, he hurriedly beckoned him to sit on the sofa.

She knew from Linye that Xi Yan doesn't smoke, and he rarely touches alcohol, and that tea is the way to treat guests.

After moving, she specially bought a pair of tea sets. When Xi Yan and Lin Ye come over occasionally, they will make a pot of tea to quench their thirst before meals and relieve their tiredness after meals, without worrying about being left alone.

Today she sat in the tea making position, and was going to make a pot of tea herself, so that everyone could drink it later.

Her tea set was bought according to Xi Yan, an authentic kung fu tea set, it used to be easy for others to brew, but when she came here, she couldn't start the pot normally, the rim of the pot was too hot.

In the end, Xi Yan picked up a pot of Kung Fu tea from high mountains and flowing water, and took out six cups, and everyone poured a cup.

Mao Yuning held the tea, curled up on the sofa, and asked Xi Yan what he was up to recently.

"The leader of District J asked me for help." Xi Yan always spoke concisely.

Mao Yuning nodded, thinking of something, turned to look at him: "The company has found someone, thank you Brother Xi for your help these days."

Xi Yan came today because of Chu Fenghao's affairs.

He knew that Mao Yuning would not be panic-stricken like ordinary girls, but he never expected that she would be so calm, without any intention of asking for help.