Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 926 Why would you...

That time, she still remembers it vividly.

Who knows that this man still remembers.

She snorted softly, "Mu Chenmo, I think you are very perverted."

"Really?" Mu Chenmo raised his eyebrows.

"That's right." Fu Sisi nodded, "I was eight years old, and you just fell in love with me. Are you a pervert?"

"When you were confessed, I even beat you up." Mu Chenmo said shamelessly, "A classmate asked me for your number, so I beat him up."

"Hmph, childish." Fu Sisi looked away, her cheeks were hot, and her heart was sweet.

"Childishness is also your husband."

Fu Sisi: ...
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In the kitchen, Lin Yue was busy making desserts, completely ignoring Qin Che who was outside the door.

Qin Che has been standing outside the door, watching her busy.

Maybe it's because they haven't been living together for a long time, and he hasn't eaten her cooking, or even dessert.

Before, he never knew that this woman knew so many things.

He came back early just to see her more. When he came back, he saw her enter the kitchen and make dessert.

At this moment, he was jealous.

After all, all the food she cooked was not for herself.

Tang Yu, Mu Chenmo and Fu Sisi had probably all tasted Lin Yue's craftsmanship, but he hadn't.

Seeing the freshly baked puffs being squeezed with cream by her, Qin Che walked in with her slender legs.

Then he reached behind her and took one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Although the puffs were not particularly crispy, they tasted so good that he even wanted to eat another one.

Just as he stretched out his hand, Lin Yue suddenly turned around and glared at him: "Qin Che, did you finish?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Che pretended to be nonchalant, reached out and took a puff, and stuffed it into his mouth again.

"I made this for Sisi. You ate it, what did she eat?" Lin Yue was full of anger.

"There are at least twenty here, can she finish eating?" Qin Che spread his hands indifferently, and then ate another one.

"Qin Che. Would you like to show some face?" Lin Yue was anxious, raising her hand to slap Qin Che.

The moment she raised her hand, Qin Che moved her face closer, "Come on, hit me quickly."

Lin Yue's hands froze in mid-air, and she looked at Qin Che with burning eyes. She never knew that Qin Che had such shameless moments.

Is he still the man who pushed her against the wall back then?
Lin Yue pursed her lips, turned around, and made matcha mille-feuille, ignoring the man behind her.

At this moment, her heart hurts.

She recalled that night, it was Fu Sisi who took her in.

That day, she was ruthlessly tortured by him, how could she forget?

After all the past events, she didn't hate this man, because she was the one who didn't calm down, so why should she blame anyone?

Lin Yue sighed in her heart, she kept her eyes on the oven, she didn't look back, she didn't see the complex on the man's face.

After all, she was afraid of facing him, the past, and her own heart.

The kitchen was so silent, and no one spoke again.

Knowing that the matcha cake was ready to be baked after hearing a "ding--", Lin Yue turned on the oven and began to cook the matcha mille-feuille.

Suddenly, the man behind her asked, "Why are you so skilled at doing this?"

Lin Yue's hand holding the cream couldn't help trembling.

Why are you so skilled?

She didn't think much about it, and just replied, "I learned it when I was in the United States."

Qin Che didn't speak, but just watched her back silently.

Although her voice was neither salty nor weak, he could hear a deep sense of helplessness in her tone.

(End of this chapter)