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Chapter 4 Is it my fault for being short?
The scenery outside the window keeps flowing backwards.

Xia Chuqing pressed her face against the glass with a gloomy expression.

Thinking of Jiang Nana being surrounded by a group of fans in disheveled clothes at the bar just now, she felt scared in her heart.

This man, Mo Yeqing, is truly terrifying.

As if aware of her strangeness, Mo Yeqing raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Are you scared?"

Nonsense, who will not be afraid when encountering such a thing?
"Hey, President Mo, you are so brave and mighty, everyone will be afraid."

Xia Chuqing raised her small face to flatter her. Although she smiled brightly, she roared in her heart.

Nima, she is a peasant oppressed by the landlord!
Mo Yeqing seemed very satisfied with her performance, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "If you're afraid, just be obedient."

"..."

She curled her lips and turned her gaze back to the window.

Mo Yeqing also closed his eyes to rest, it seemed that he was very tired from the bar just now.

Back at Mo Yeqing's duplex apartment, Xia Chuqing felt like she was falling apart.

Her room was arranged on the first floor. Because of her stay, the servants in the small bungalow were only responsible for cleaning the house every hour.

Hadn't eaten anything at the bar tonight, she was already hungry.

Back in the room, I found some more clothes in the closet.

Underwear and outerwear are available.

She carefully changed the skirt, folded the skirt, put it aside, and treated it as returning it to him.

Wearing home clothes, her hair is tied into a ball head.

She slipped into the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

Stomach growling "cuckoo cuckoo" is not a joke.

Open the refrigerator, there are all kinds of vegetables and meat.

But - it's all raw.

Don't these servants cook?
Just when she was depressed, there were slight footsteps behind her.

Don't look back, she knows who it is.

She can't ignore him, you know, offending him will end badly!

Xia Chuqing turned around quickly, smiling like a flower.

Mo Yeqing was wearing plaid pajamas, his eyes were still icy cold.

Standing outside the kitchen door, one could feel that his whole body was as cold and stern as thick fog.

She laughed harder.

"President Mo, are you hungry? I'm hungry too. Hehe, we're so destined..."

"..."

Mo Yeqing looked at the woman in cartoon pajamas in front of him, his head twitched, and his small face smiled like a little bun.

His gaze swept away, and when she paused on her hand resting on the refrigerator, Xia Chuqing felt a "thump" in her heart.

Fearing that he might misunderstand, he smiled immediately, "President Mo, I'm not stealing, I'm just..."

"Cook for me."

He didn't seem to hear what she said, and his tone was extremely weak.

"Uh?"

Xia Chuqing crossed her arms and looked at him with bright eyes.

Did she hear it right?
Mo Yeqing actually asked her to cook?
"I'm hungry."

Mo Yeqing didn't bother to say any more, so he turned around and left, and threw a cold sentence at her, "Two or ten minutes, I want to see edible food."

Two 10 minutes?

The corner of Xia Chuqing's mouth raised a sly smile, she can do it in 10 minutes!
She ran away, "President Mo, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back!"

"..."

Mo Yeqing watched her leave with a stern expression, and a smile gradually appeared between his brows.

10 minutes later……

"The meal is ready, President Mo, let's eat!"

Xia Chuqing held her small face and sat opposite Mo Yeqing, with a flattering smile on her face.

His eyes seemed to be shining brightly, "How is it? Does it look super appetizing? President Mo, here are your chopsticks!"

She handed him a pair of ebony chopsticks, held the bowl, took a deep breath, and said affectionately, "This is the most luxurious instant noodles I've ever eaten..."

Mo Yeqing looked at her coldly, unable to believe that what this woman said about cooking was instant noodles.

Just now, she went to buy instant noodles.

In two porcelain bowls of the same size, on top of the instant noodles lay two green vegetables, a yellow fried egg, and sliced ​​luncheon meat.

Sprinkled with a pinch of scallions, it does look good.

but……

Mo Yeqing raised his eyebrows, looking at the bowl of food with disgust.

Xia Chuqing had already mixed the noodles in her bowl. Seeing that Mo Yeqing was not moving, she rolled her dark eyes and grinned again.

"President Mo, don't underestimate this bowl of instant noodles. It's a combination of meat and vegetables. It's neither spicy nor spicy, neither clear nor light. It's delicious but not hot..."

"..."

Mo Yeqing raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, "I don't eat onions."

The chopped scallions floated on the surface and looked a bit much.

Xia Chuqing smiled all over her face, stretched out her chopsticks, picked up all the scallions from his bowl, and threw them into her own bowl.

"Okay, President Mo please eat!"

She made a "please" gesture, biting the chopsticks, and saw that he was extremely reluctant to pick up the chopsticks, so she relaxed her brows.

"Mr. Mo, do you know that cooking instant noodles is also knowledgeable. Ordinary people's instant noodles have a strong seasoning taste, but my cooking is absolutely different!"

Xia Chuqing patted her chest to brag, and carefully watched him take the first bite.

This was a sigh of relief.

After a while, Mo Yeqing ate up all the instant noodles in the bowl.

And hers, there is more than half.

Xia Chuqing put his bowl next to hers, and put most of the noodles in his bowl.

"President Mo, I still have noodles, please eat."

She was serious, completely unaware that his face turned dark all of a sudden.

Mo Yeqing got up, looked at the half bowl of noodles she had just picked out with disgust, and said lightly, "No, you can eat."

Xia Chuqing blinked and watched him prepare to leave.

Biting his chopsticks and tilting his head, he said, "President Mo, don't you wash the dishes?"

Mo Yeqing paused, probably because he didn't expect her to ask this question.

This woman is also too courageous, he tilted his head slightly, raised his brows, and asked in a questioning tone, "Me, wash the dishes?"

He has never washed dishes.

This woman actually asked him to wash the dishes?
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her amusedly.

Xia Chuqing was not timid, she straightened her waist, nodded and said, "I cook, you wash the dishes, it's only right and proper!"

What's wrong?
She blinked, completely unaware that she was wrong.

"..."

Mo Yeqing's brows and eyes darkened, and he curled his lips into a smile. The light sarcasm made it harder to approach, "Then throw the bowl away."

After speaking, he went upstairs without looking back.

Xia Chuqing blew his beard and stared angrily, and said such things in order not to wash the dishes.

That's abominable!

Angry, she still chose to wash the bowls and pans.

After washing, she wanted to drink from the cup, but the cup was in the top cabinet.

She stood on tiptoe, but couldn't reach the cup no matter what.

"Damn Mo Yeqing, I'm so tall, I have to put the cup on top!"

She stamped her feet until her legs were about to cramp, and her fingertips hadn't even touched the cup.

Suddenly, surrounded by a warm feeling behind her, she panicked, and the next moment, she fell into a warm embrace.

His back against his solid chest.

A hand goes over the top of her head.

Removing a drinking glass is a breeze.

Xia Chuqing didn't dare to turn around because his body was still close to hers.

The breath on his body is very special, she knows how red her face is without looking.

His deep and magnetic voice sounded behind him, "Is it my fault for being short?"

(End of this chapter)