After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 721 You don’t need to know these things

Chapter 721 You don’t need to know these things
Yang Jingyi didn't know why she suddenly gave up.

It was obvious that she liked teasing Song Muran so much before.

I don’t know if it’s because I saw another strong side of Song Muran today.

While Yang Jingyi was changing her clothes, the innocent man she talked about seemed to be developing into a little wolf-dog.

So exciting.

Song Muran made a cold dish and a soup, all of which were Yang Jingyi's favorite colors.

Looking at the steaming food on the table, Yang Jingyi was in a trance for a moment.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she could eat hot meals when she came home.

Chen Yudie has good cooking skills and likes to cook.

Except when she is really overwhelmed with work, Yang Jingyi cooks all three meals herself.

No matter how busy Yang Tianhao was at work, he would always set aside time to have dinner with her every day.

Sitting at the dining table with her parents and talking about interesting things that happened in school was Yang Jingyi's happiest memory.

"What's wrong? The food doesn't suit your appetite?"

Song Muran's voice sounded, interrupting Yang Jingyi's thoughts.

"Still feeling unwell?"

"Your hand still hurts?"

Yang Jingyi came back to her senses, and when Song Muran was about to put down the dishes and chopsticks and come over to check her hands, she quickly waved her hands to indicate no need.

"It's okay, it's okay. I can no longer feel this little injury."

"I just... thought of some business."

Yang Jingyi casually gave an excuse.

No matter how difficult it is these years, she has been through it all alone, so she is used to keeping everything in her heart and is not very willing to express her emotions.

Song Muran stared at her deeply, not knowing whether he could tell that she was lying.

Yang Jingyi lowered her eyes and moved her chopsticks with a guilty conscience.

"Mmm! Delicious!"

"Classmate Song, your cooking skills are amazing."

This was her first time eating food cooked by Song Muran, but she was amazed at the first bite.

Yang Jingyi suddenly felt as if she had a treasure boyfriend.

He is handsome, has a good temper, knows how to invest and cook.

The point is still a big man!
Yang Jingyi felt that she must have accumulated great virtue.

"Is there anything you can't do?"

Yang Jingyi swallowed the food in her mouth and looked at Song Muran half-jokingly.

"Compared to you, I seem to know nothing except design."

"My sister is going to feel inferior."

Song Muran picked up a piece of ribs for her and replied quietly: "You don't need to know these things."

Alice Yang should stand in the highest palace of design and shine.

Instead of condescendingly using those miracle-working hands to learn how to cook.

Yang Jingyi teased and said, "Do any boys really think it doesn't matter if their girlfriend doesn't know how to cook?"

Song Muran raised his eyes, his dark eyes were clear and without any impurities, which made Yang Jingyi stunned.

"Cooking is never one party's responsibility."

"So I think it's okay."

Yang Jingyi's heart skipped a beat. She unnaturally avoided Song Muran's sight and lowered her head to eat.

This kid seems to be getting better and better.

After the two had dinner, Yang Jingyi originally planned to wash the dishes.

Song Muran cooks and she washes the dishes, which is fair.

She can't always take advantage of her "brother", right?

But as soon as she turned on the faucet, Song Muran was kicked out of the kitchen.

"You don't need to do these chores, go and rest." Yang Jingyi looked at Song Mulan's serious look, which was a little funny.

"Classmate Song, are you here to be a nanny at my house?"

Song Muran was confused and didn't know what she meant.

Yang Jingyi squeezed him away and ran back to the kitchen when he wasn't paying attention.

"I told you, I'm not that squeamish."

"The food I made is indeed not as delicious as yours. I may have to work harder on you in the future."

"But I can wash the dishes."

"Don't look at me like this now, but I also worked in a restaurant back then."

In her senior year of high school, Yang Tianqiang froze her card, and she was unable to return to the Yang family.

In order to survive, she had to work several jobs at the same time.

Among them is the job of washing dishes.

Yang Jingyi will always remember what it felt like to have her hands soaked in cold dishwater and become numb in the subzero winter.

At first, she would hide in the quilt and cry after returning to the dormitory.

Then she gradually became paralyzed.

I only rush to school and work every day, wanting to leave Jiangcheng as soon as possible and stay away from the Yang family.

Because of this painful memory, after arriving in Paris, no matter how difficult her life was, she never felt miserable.

Song Muran listened to her quietly. The sound of running water mixed with Yang Jing's elegant voice made his heart ache.

"Besides, this is my house, and you are not my servant. I can't just do nothing every day and be a hands-off shopkeeper."

"So, leave it to me to wash the dishes from now on, do you understand?"

After receiving no response for a long time, Yang Jingyi looked up in confusion.

But before she could see the expression on Song Muran's face clearly, she felt her eyes darken, and then there was a wet feeling on her forehead.

The lips parted as soon as they touched, it was an extremely gentle kiss.

It was so gentle that Yang Jingyi's heartbeat couldn't help but beat a little faster.

"What are you doing?" Yang Jingyi's face was a little hot. She subconsciously wanted to raise her hands to rub her face, but found that her hands were full of foam, so she could only stare at Song Muran.

"Classmate Song, I think we need to talk about your sudden kiss without saying hello."

"Fortunately, Qi Shu came in today at the company. What if it had been someone else?"

"You're so ridiculous."

Song Muran blinked, his eyes pure.

"Is it okay to just say hello?"

Yang Jingyi was stunned by his question.

Song Muran refused to let her go. He took a step forward and forced her to retreat to the refrigerator, and then there was no way to retreat.

"Sister means that as long as I ask, I can kiss you, right?"

Song Muran said the last two words very lightly.

It was as light as a feather that swept over Yang Jingyi's heart, making her feel itchy.

Yang Jingyi swallowed and retorted with a clear head: "Classmate Song, you have missed the point."

Seeing that she was not surrounded by him, Song Muran felt a little regretful.

Yang Jingyi keenly caught the emotion in his eyes and narrowed her eyes.

Okay, this kid is a bad learner.

"I suddenly feel that you should be the one to do the dishes." Yang Jingyi took off her Hello Kitty apron and gave it to Song Muran, "Come on, young man."

It must be that she was too kind to this boy, which made him become more and more reckless in beating snakes and sticks.

Whether it is a puppy or a little wolfdog, it is a good dog that listens to its owner.

Yang Jing left the kitchen gracefully, hugged her notebook and sat on the sofa, pretending to be doing business, but kept listening to the goings on in the kitchen.

It was quiet for a while, and then the sound of washing dishes sounded again.

Yang Jingyi thought of Song Muran's appearance in the pink apron and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

At this moment, an email from Paris jumped out of the computer screen and jumped into her field of vision.


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