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"Old fox?" District Shaochen brow a close.

"Don't you know?" Mu Jingcheng looked at him seriously, "this is your special name!"

"Special name?" District Little Chen doubts of looking at her, "me?"

"Yes Mu Jingcheng nodded and admitted, "when you were a District teacher, I gave you this title in my heart."

"District teacher..." When Chen Ran looked at her, she fell in love with her head

"You are less narcissistic. Who would give such a nickname to someone you like?" Mu Jingcheng glanced at him, then turned and walked out.

"You Qu Shaochen is a pull her, and pull her in front of him, do not give her any chance to react, and then gently kiss her lips.

The kiss of dragonfly skimming water makes Mu Jing orange's heart ache deeply.

She looked up at the man with deep eyes, and her lips rose slightly, "Qu Shaochen, thank you..."

"If you want to thank me, please have dinner in the evening. I'm so hungry..." District Little Chen a serious looking at her, the facial expression some resentment of way, "because of you, I already two days and one night didn't eat!"

"What?" Mu Jingcheng looks at Qu Shaochen in surprise, "how do you..."

"Don't scold me!" District Little Chen a face innocent way, "I but because love you, just like this."

Mu Jingcheng looked at his childish look and finally gave up the "blame" in his words.

But in fact, she loves him.

He knows that he loves her and takes care of her, but he doesn't know how to take care of himself.

He can feed her porridge when she wakes up. He knows to let her be careful and take good care of himself, but he doesn't know that in the whole process, he is also under such great pressure, and his body is suffering from the same torture.

This idiot!

He always said he was a fool, but the real fool should be him!

But who is he doing this for?!

It's impossible for mu Jingcheng not to understand.

It's just This fool, can't he be good to himself?!

"All right!" Mu Jing orange glared at him fiercely, and looked at him with a look of hatred. His voice was too soft, "what do you want to eat?"

"Japanese materials!" Qu Shaochen says what he thinks.

"No way!" Mujing orange immediately denied, "Japanese food belongs to raw and cold food, which is not good for stomach and intestines!"

"Well French food Qu Shaochen changed his mind.

"No way!" Mujing orange refused again, "too greasy, bad for the stomach!"

Looking at Mu Jing orange so firmly denied his two decisions, Qu Shaochen was very disheartened and said, "Mrs. Qu, please give me a choice, OK? Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll starve to death in front of you! "

Mu Jingcheng almost died of starvation in front of him, but because he loved him, he sighed helplessly, "forget it, go home!"

"Home?" Qu Shaochen looks at her suspiciously.

"I'll make noodles for you when I get home..."

"You?" Qu Shaochen is surprised, "can you?"

Since he knew her, he has never eaten the food made by Mujing orange. If no one has ever eaten anything, the cut fruit is also a kind of food.

So, at this moment, in addition to surprise and excitement, Mu Jing orange is more worried about his stomach and body.

What this woman makes Can you eat it?!

"Qu Shaochen, what's that look in your eyes?" Mujing orange looked at him with warning, and glared at him, then turned around and walked to the outer parking space.

Qu Shaochen walked beside her and looked at her as she walked. "Are you sure you can eat what you make?"

Although Zhang's mother is at home, and her cooking skills are first-class, but Qu Shaochen is full of fantasy about what Mujing orange does.

Even though his brain is full of dark food, he is still looking forward to it.

"You'll know in a moment if you can eat it or not!" Mu Jing orange mysterious smile, for the district less Chen to his distrust, without the slightest mustard.

Qu Shaochen looked at her confident appearance and opened the door for her with a smile on his face. Then he looked forward to her and said, "I'm looking forward to..."

Watching him close the car door and walk back to the driver's seat, Mu Jingcheng already had a general "blueprint" in his mind.

Back at home, Mu Jing orange directly drove Zhang Ma out of the kitchen, and forbidden area Shaochen to "watch", and then a person began to be busy.

After a while, three dishes and one soup were served on the table.

District Little Chen and Zhang Ma looking at that color fragrance son complete meal, surprised open big mouth.

Especially when Mu Jingcheng brought a bowl of steamed noodles mixed with vegetables and seafood to Qu Shaochen, the two surprised faces finally disappeared

"Jingcheng, did you really make this?" Zhang Ma looked at Mu Jing orange in surprise, like a stranger."Don't make such a fuss, Ma Zhang? It's all home cooking! " Mu Jingcheng smiles, then hands the chopsticks to Qu Shaochen, "eat!"

Qu Shaochen took the chopsticks, but her eyes still stopped on her face, "you Is it really Mujing orange

"Well!" Mu Jingcheng nodded and admitted.

"My wife?"

"If it's fake, it's guaranteed!" Mu Jingcheng smiles confidently.

"Sure Can I eat it? " Qu Shaochen points to the noodle soup in front of him, as well as the three dishes and one soup. There seems to be some entanglement in his heart. Tqr1

"if you don't eat, I'll pour it out now!" Mujing orange reaches for the plate, but Qu Shaochen grabs her hand quickly, and then laughs happily, "I'm kidding you! I like everything my wife does, even rubbish

"You..."

"What's more, it's so delicious!" Qu Shaochen interrupts Mu Jingcheng and makes a perfect sentence for what he just said. Then, naturally and expectantly, he picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth.

With the blooming of taste buds, Qu Shaochen was attracted by this delicious food.

Mu Jing orange looked at the dishes on his plate with no expression. He was a little nervous. "How do you feel?"

Qu Shaochen looks at her like a stranger.

"What's the matter?" Mu Jingcheng is a little worried. Is it a long time since he failed?

"Ma Zhang, would you like to have a try?" Qu Shaochen looks at Zhang Ma seriously.

At this moment, Mujing orange was a little nervous.

Zhang Ma looked as like as two peas in the area, but not worried. But he picked up chopsticks and picked up a dish that was exactly the same as the one in the area.

"How does Mu's mouth stare at the orange well?"

But Zhang's mother hasn't answered yet, but Qu Shaochen has already taken a big bite of the food and brought the bowl of noodles in front of him, looking like he wants to take it for himself.

"It's delicious..." Zhang's mother looked at Mu Jingcheng in surprise, "Jingcheng, how do you do it? Why didn't I know there was another way? This mushroom is more delicious than meat! How wonderful