Falling tonight

Chapter 110 Hug You

I don’t know where Muzhou found an aunt who was so considerate of her employer.

Zhao Rou was used to hearing some "antique" rules from Zhang Xiuying's mouth these days. Now when she heard her say this, she just smiled.

She turned on the faucet and put the bowl under the faucet to rinse, "Aunt Zhang, I told you, there are not so many rules here. And before you came, I would cook occasionally, so it's okay."

Seeing that Zhao Rou had no airs at all, Zhang Xiuying seemed to have remembered something and said with emotion, "Miss Zhao, you are a nice person and easy to get along with. You will be considerate of us older people. Unlike Miss Xiao, the original character of Miss Xiao is That’s good, but sometimes…”

Zhao Rou was lowering her head to listen, and suddenly there was no sound.

When she turned around, she saw Zhang Xiuying looking at her in annoyance, with a panic look on her face.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhao. I shouldn't have chewed my old employer's tongue behind my back. Oh, I've been away from the Xiao family for too long. I'm old and have forgotten all the rules. I shouldn't have... …”

Zhang Xiuying began to blame herself again.

Zhao Rou hurriedly stopped her, "Aunt Zhang, don't be nervous. I don't know the Xiao family you're talking about. And I know you just want to praise me, right? I won't think too much about it, don't worry."

"Hey, hey, okay." Zhang Xiuying looked at Zhao Rou and felt that the female companion Mu Zhou had chosen was getting better and better with each passing day.

She has a beautiful heart and is much easier to take care of than Xiao Xinyun.

Zhao Rou didn't help much in the kitchen. Zhang Xiuying blocked Zhao Rou from doing too much housework.

Except for helping to wash a few bowls, Zhao Rou watched Zhang Xiuying busy at the side.

As soon as the food was ready, there was a noise at the door.

As soon as Mu Zhou entered the door, he could smell the aroma of food.

He had lived alone for a long time before and was used to the cold atmosphere in the house.

After Zhao Rou came, the family became more lively.

But now, when he entered the house, he heard the soft voice of a woman and the crisp clatter of bowls and chopsticks, as if someone was waiting for him at home, and his slightly depressed mood calmed down.

Zhao Rou heard the door open, wiped her hands and went to look at it.

"You're back?"

He didn't say in advance that he would be back today.

Mu Zhou watched Zhao Rou approach step by step.

She was wearing a homely white long-sleeved dress today. Of course, he had chosen the dress.

The upper body is designed to be tight and close to the skin, while the skirt on the lower body is loose and casual.

She had long black hair and was dressed in white. Her bright features were elegant and gorgeous, and the scratches on her face had disappeared.

It’s only been a few days since I last saw you, and it seems even more beautiful.

Mu Zhou loosened the tie of his shirt with one hand and stepped towards her.

He stepped in front of her, grabbed her waist with the other hand and led him forward.

His voice was low and hoarse, "Well, I called you to tell you, but you didn't answer."

Zhao Rou remembered that her mobile phone was in the bedroom.

"I didn't hear it," Zhao Rou was held in his arms.

He had just come back from outside, and a slight chill enveloped her in his arms.

Zhao Rou turned her head and glanced at Zhang Xiuying who was busy in the kitchen. She put her hands on his chest, feeling a little embarrassed and said, "Aunt Zhang is here, let go."

Mu Zhou didn't seem to hear anything, then his other hand fell down, wrapped around her waist, and brought her closer, their bodies touching each other tightly.

He lowered his head and buried it in her delicate neck. His tall nose arched against the snow-white skin. He took a peck and felt the slight trembling from her body with satisfaction.

He smiled softly and said in a magnetic voice, "What are you afraid of? I haven't seen you for a few days. Let me give you a hug." "Don't..." Zhao Rou felt ashamed and pushed him hard.

Zhang Xiuying had just finished cleaning up and saw this scene when she came out of the kitchen.

The old man blushed, turned around and continued back to the kitchen.

"That's enough." Zhao Rou punched him in the chest and glared at him, "Go to your room and change clothes."

He was not ashamed to do this in front of Aunt Zhang.

After hugging her for a while, Mu Zhou raised his head from her neck and said, "Okay."

Seeing her staring at a pair of long eyes, there was really no lethality in her blushing face, and it added a touch of charm.

I really want to have a good kiss, but now is not the time.

Mu Zhou simply kissed her lips, then let go of her and went into the room to change into a set of white home clothes.

When he walked out, Zhang Xiuying was standing by the dining table, having placed all the tableware neatly, waiting for him to start eating.

"Sir, come and eat quickly."

"Ah."

Mu Zhou walked over with long legs, pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Zhao Rou.

Zhang Xiuying stood next to him, wiped her hands on her apron, and said with a smile, "Sir, I remember that you used to love fried tofu with green onions. I just made this dish today. I don't know if it still tastes the same as before. Try it. .”

"Okay." Mu Zhou glanced at Zhang Xiuying and said with a gentle expression on his eyebrows.

The plate of tofu on the table is fried to a golden color, dotted with green scallions, and steaming, making it look shiny and delicious.

After Mu Zhou picked up a piece and took a bite, his handsome features softened and he nodded to express satisfaction, "Aunt Zhang, your craftsmanship is still as good as before."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiuying smiled deeply.

Zhao Rou sat across from Muzhou and took a sip of fish soup. Listening to their conversation, her curious eyes turned on them, "Has Aunt Zhang done it at Muzhou's old house before?"

From what Zhang Xiuying meant, she had cooked for Mu Zhou before and knew what Mu Zhou liked to eat. It seemed like she had cooked for Mu Zhou before.

Moreover, Mu Zhou's attitude towards Zhang Xiuying was different from others. He was gentle and polite, unlike his usual indifference towards others.

However, if she remembered correctly, wasn't Aunt Zhang's last employer named Xiao?

"No," Mu Zhou held on to his silver chopsticks and looked at her and said calmly, "Aunt Zhang was a nanny for a friend of mine. She had been a nanny for many years. That friend moved his family abroad, so I called Aunt Zhang over. She happened to be an acquaintance. .”

"Oh...that's it." Zhao Rou lowered her head and continued to take a sip of soup.

After eating the food cooked by Zhang Xiuying for a few days, the cooking is indeed good and the food is delicious.

Mu Zhou is quite good at choosing people.

"Yes, Mr. Mu took great care of me in the past. He still remembers me after so many years. Mr. Mu is really a nice person."

Seeing Mu Zhou, Zhang Xiuying was very happy and talked more than the previous few days.

Zhang Xiuying still didn't stay to eat. After they finished eating, she packed up the house and went back.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Rou watched TV in the living room, opened the door and went into the room.

The sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom.

Zhao Rou opened the quilt and lay down on the bed.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened, and Mu Zhou casually wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked out. His body was wet with moisture, and the water stains dripping from his broken hair flowed into his collarbone, and then bit by bit into the half-hidden and half-revealed honey-colored chest. Sexy and charming.

Zhao Rou was swiping her phone, originally just casually glancing at him, but as he moved around, her eyes were fixed on him unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)