turn around don't look back

Chapter 12 I live in your room
Mu Beichen frowned slightly, and glanced at the slippers.

"who?"

"My brother's, you wear it first, and you can go out and buy the missing things tomorrow." Liang Nuannuan explained with a good temper.

younger brother?

Mu Beichen said nothing, took off his shoes and put them on.

Her apartment is very clean, a small living room of less than twenty square meters, surrounded by green, not very expensive, but very vigorous.

"That..." Liang Nuannuan said awkwardly, "You live in my brother's room first..."

"I don't live where other men have lived." Mu Beichen said coolly, and sat gracefully on the sofa.

The sofa was newly replaced by Liang Nuannuan. It was made of fabric and small florals, which fit the feeling of the pastoral style. Mu Beichen was sitting on it at the moment, which was indescribably inconsistent.

"Then..." Liang Nuannuan wanted to ask, what exactly do you want?

"I live in your room."

Cough cough, Liang Nuannuan clenched his fist in embarrassment and coughed twice, then came back to his senses, "I'm going to live in Nuancheng's room."

Mu Beichen glanced at her, but didn't say a word. That means, you know her.

Liang Nuannuan quickly packed her clothes into Nuancheng's room, and changed Mu Beichen's bed sheet and quilt cover.

He said good night and got into the room.

six o'clock.

Liang Nuannuan got up on time.

Sitting up dizzily, alas, why are you sleeping in Nuancheng's room?

He raised his small hand and gently rubbed his temples, his consciousness slowly returned... Wait, that man came in.

Cough cough, Liang Nuannuan remembered that Mu Beichen choked himself directly, and after a violent cough, his big eyes were completely opened.

sad day...

After 5 minutes of activity, Liang Nuannuan finally resigned to his fate and got up and went into the kitchen, where he neatly prepared breakfast, lean meat porridge, two refreshing side dishes, two boiled eggs, and a glass of fruit juice.

Just served.

The door was pushed open, and Mu Beichen walked out with a frown, wearing a light gray home clothes, without the usual aggressiveness, Liang Nuannuan blinked, thinking that he also had the potential to be a warm man.

"Mr. Mu, do you want to eat together?" Liang Nuannuan asked.

Mu Beichen glanced at the food on the table, his handsome eyebrows furrowed in displeasure, he was used to eating western breakfast.

"Don't eat."

"Oh." Liang Nuannuan responded, bowed his head and began to fight with the food, and he would eat it if he didn't eat it, just to save money.

The smell of porridge in the air got into Mu Beichen's nose every now and then.

His frown got deeper and deeper, damn it, how did he never know that porridge could smell so good?
The sound of moving the chair sounded, and Liang Nuannuan looked up in astonishment.

Mu Beichen had already sat down, and then he said, "Give me a bowl."

Liang Nuannuan blinked, who said just now that she wouldn't eat...

Mu Beichen looked at her coolly.

Even though she was the one who turned back, she still looked arrogant... Liang Nuannuan said, very speechless.

He got up and put a bowl of porridge in front of Mu Beichen.

As a result, Liang Nuannuan only ate a small bowl, and the rest of the porridge was eaten up by a certain arrogant uncle, who also ate a boiled egg and half of the plate of side dishes.

After the meal, Mu Beichen wiped his mouth gracefully, and said slowly, "Do more tomorrow morning."

Liang Nuannuan was overwhelmed, and depression flashed in his eyes, but she didn't have the courage or backbone to confront Mu Beichen, "Yeah."

"My clothes are in the laundry basket." A certain uncle continued.

"Huh?" Liang Nuannuan was taken aback.

"you wash."

"I?"

"If you don't wash it, I will wash it. If you don't wash it, move back to the villa with me. There are servants there." Mu Beichen said slowly, as if he was sure that Liang Nuannuan would not go there.

"wash."

"Don't bring anyone back here."

Liang Nuannuan's big eyes blinked suddenly, but before he could speak, Mu Beichen took out a piece of A4 paper and sent it to Liang Nuannuan at some point.

(End of this chapter)