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Chapter 177

After all, it was a small stove, and Mu Daiyao was embarrassed to start eating directly in someone else's kitchen, so she spoke to Ji Zhixu through the smoke, picked up a large bowl of fried rice and walked outside.

"Let me take care of this bowl. Yao Niang, please scald your hands carefully."

Ji Zhixu quickly stepped forward, took it, and took another full bowl in his hand.

Seeing this, Mu Daiyao was also happy and relaxed. After shopping all morning and cooking a meal, she now felt a little sore in her back.

As soon as the fried rice was served, the children of the Ji family couldn't wait for it. If Ji Xiu Ping hadn't glanced over with a look, they would have been completely eliminated in a short while.

When everyone was seated, Ji Zhixu realized that Mu Daiyao was sitting opposite him.

"After eating, my stomach has been growling all morning."

Mu Daiyao naturally couldn't ignore Ji Zhixu's slightly sad eyes, but she very smartly chose to change the subject and quickly immersed herself in eating.

After the meal, everyone in the Ji family and Mu Daiyao touched their swollen bellies with satisfaction and sighed that this was a meal.

When she touched her bulging belly, Mu Daiyao subconsciously glanced at Ji Zhixu.

Xiaohong didn't mind Ji Zhixu's indifference. On the contrary, she felt that Mr. Ji looked very attractive, and she couldn't help but want to get closer.

After a while, Mu Daiyao finally decided on the dishes she would prepare tomorrow. She just had to wait for Master Liu to confirm it early tomorrow morning. As soon as she stretched, she felt a shadow hanging over her.

There was also a fresh fragrance floating around my body after taking a shower.

"Sir, is it the temperature of the water in Liu Mansion that is more suitable, or is it that the people who serve it are more in line with your wishes, so it takes so long to wash?"

What's more, Yaoniang is his first wife, so he has the upper hand no matter what.

However, Ji Zhixu did not look at her. Instead, he passed by Mu Daiyao, walked to the dressing table and picked up a balm for hand protection. He then looked back at Mu Daiyao inadvertently, with a look on his face.

He wanted to speak but stopped.

As a result, Mu Daiyao was a little annoyed by him leaving and raised her head to look at him.

The two people's eyes met. Ji Zhixu subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek, looking at Mu Daiyao with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Didn't Yao Niang stare at the spice shop owner in a daze this morning? As long as he takes good care of himself, he will definitely be no worse than that man.

"Are you hungry? There is still food in the kitchen. My husband, you can go get it yourself, or let Xiaohong go."

Seeing that she didn't reply, Ji Zhixu lowered his eyes as if he was a little disappointed, his eyelashes as black as crow feathers reflected a group of cyan under his eyelids.

"Yao Niang, what are you looking at?"

Seeing this, Ji Zhixu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

"Um."

"The hot water has been boiled and placed in the room. Mr. Ji can use it at any time."

Little did they know that the effect of the thousand-year ginseng last time was so great that Mrs. Liu's health was slowly getting better.

And Ji Zhixu didn't know why, but he walked around the room but didn't speak.

They also eat so much, why can’t this man notice it at all?

Now that we are in Liu Mansion, we have to go to the other side of the yard to wash and other things, which is not as convenient as at home.

Mu Daiyao raised her head slightly, looked at Ji Zhixu, who was walking without making any noise, and showed a puzzled expression: "?"

Mu Daiyao didn't think about anything else, she just felt that the man in front of her had so much hair that she was a little envious.

The water droplets flowing down from his dark hair, which almost reaches his waist, stained his clothes under his clothes along the hair. The lights in the yard shine through the window, and you can clearly see his figure under the clothes.

Ji Zhixu met Mu Daiyao's appraising gaze and smiled calmly.

She said that the fried rice she made was so delicious that Mrs. Liu also ate a lot.

As autumn turns to winter, it is particularly comfortable to soak in hot water in a large wooden barrel. If Mu Daiyao would soak in it almost every night when she was at home, she would feel like she could wash away the fatigue from the whole day.

When her eyes fell on his flat belly, Mu Daiyao narrowed her eyes, feeling a little unhappy.

"Sorry to trouble you."

Then I heard Mu Daiyao's tone of voice that was neither salty nor bland, as if she was answering his question just now, but also seemed to be a bit yin and yang.

He didn't speak, but silently went to get a set of clean clothes from the package and walked out.

Although Ji Zhixu didn't treat outsiders the same way he treated Mu Daiyao, he still had the due etiquette.

Because the head of the Liu family specially asked someone to put a big wooden barrel in the house over there so that the Ji family could wash in it.

I really envy Miss Mu for being able to make Mr. Ji's mood fluctuate with just one word. If only her husband-in-law was like Mr. Ji, she would definitely be kind to him.

However, Mu Daiyao didn't think about it carefully, thinking that Ji Zhixu didn't have enough to eat at night, so she said something casually and then lowered her head and continued to write and draw on the paper.

She originally thought that Ji Zhixu was going to the kitchen to find food, but she didn't expect that he was going to wash up. He usually washes up quickly at home, but calculating the time from when he left the room to when he came back, it took a long time.

After a while, he came back with a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Seeing this, Mu Daiyao raised her eyebrows, put down the pen and paper in her hand, and simply turned around and leaned against the table, wanting to see what the hell this man was doing.

At night, Mu Daiyao lit candles, wrote and drew at the table, and decided on the final recipe for tomorrow night.

After a long time, when Mu Daiyao was about to go to bed and take a lunch break, the Liu family sent someone over to thank Mu Daiyao.

Mu Daiyao smiled and felt a little confused. She didn't add the ginseng essence to the fried rice this time. Why did Mrs. Liu become energetic after eating it?

Not long after Ji Zhixu walked out of the room, Xiao Hong, who had been waiting in the yard, came up to him with a smile and asked thoughtfully: "Mr. Ji, are you going to take a bath?"

He had washed his hair carefully just now, and it must look smooth and shiny now.

Ji Zhixu didn't even think about it, and immediately replied: "No one is waiting for you, Yao Niang, I wash it all by myself."

Originally, Xiaohong was indeed guarding outside the house, and she also vaguely suggested going in to help him wash up, but Ji Zhixu interrupted the other person's reverie without hesitation and refused very simply.

Are you kidding? He already has Yao Niang, how could he do such a thing to feel sorry for Yao Niang?

When he thought that Yao Niang might know what happened just now, Ji Zhixu still had the slightest idea of ​​tempting Mu Dai Yao in his mind, so he quickly explained seriously, for fear of being misunderstood.
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