Mu Qingcheng didn't sleep well all night.

Last night, Jing Fei, the guy, didn't give her midnight snack again, which made her feel very resentful. Mu Qingcheng knew that whether she admitted it or not, she was now used to the existence of Jing Fei.

The most annoying thing is that this bastard didn't go home all night long.

Too much.

The first thought that emerged in Mu Qingcheng's mind was this, and then she was startled. She suddenly realized that with this period of contact, she could no longer treat Jing Fei as a stranger, and even began to learn to pay attention to his every move.

He got up on time at 6:30 in the morning, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and heated a can of milk casually. Mu Qingcheng rubbed his painful forehead and tried his best to calm himself down. Then he walked out of the villa, but as soon as he opened the car door, he jumped up with a "ah".

In the luxurious and comfortable limited edition Mercedes-Benz sedan, a man was sleeping in a daze, his head lowered and lowered like a sleepy quail.

Who isn't Jing Fei?

Mu Qingcheng never expected that Jing Fei, who had not returned overnight, would have been huddled here alone for a night. When did this guy come back? Why didn’t he go into the villa to sleep? What kind of skills did he practice?

Mu Qingcheng had a lot of resentment towards Jing Fei, but at this moment, he saw Jing Fei's confused appearance disappearing suddenly and almost couldn't help laughing because Jing Fei's appearance was so funny.

"Ququ"

Mu Qingcheng walked forward again and knocked on the car window twice.

Jing Fei actually woke up as early as Mu Qingcheng walked out of the villa. Even if he didn't wake up Mu Qingcheng, he was scared to death when he screamed just now, but he never opened his eyes. Only then did he open his eyes in a daze, pretending that he had just seen Mu Qingcheng standing in front of the car, his eyes lit up: "Wife, are you here?"

Mu Qingcheng twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking that this was not nonsense, but he pretended to be a cold and cold look in his mouth and asked, "What are you doing alone? Why don't you go in?"

"Uh, I forgot to bring the key. I came back last night and was afraid that I would disturb you to sleep, so I made do with it here." Jing Fei's expression was very innocent.

Mo Qingcheng pursed the corner of her lips. She didn't fall asleep at one or two in the morning last night. Jing Fei definitely didn't come back at that time. However, Jing Fei's words behind her made her heart tremble slightly, especially when she saw Jing Fei's unshaven bearded, she thought that this guy was not useless, at least he knew how to care about him.

Thinking of this, the only resentment left in Mu Qingcheng's heart also disappeared.

Women are the softest-hearted animals, and Mu Qingcheng is no exception. Looking at Jing Fei's embarrassing smile, his nose felt a little sore, and a little touched emerged. No matter how unbearable this guy is, at least he is his own man in name, and at this time he would rather make do with him in the car alone than disturb him. This at least proves that he is a good man.

"Or, you go inside and have a good sleep. You don't have to go to work today. I'll ask someone to ask for leave for you." Mu Qingcheng hesitated and said. Jing Fei was thinking about him so much, so of course he couldn't be too cold.

"Forget it, I'll go in and take a shower." Jing Fei shook his head without thinking. He was joking. The president of the group went to ask for leave for himself. It was probably the entire Dihuang Building would be blown up.

Mu Qingcheng also found that the suggestion he had just made was not suitable, so he smiled awkwardly and did not speak.

But Jing Fei's next sentence almost made Mu Qingcheng swear.

"I'll go to the company to take a break. I'll have nothing to do anyway."

After leaving a word, Jing Feitou entered the villa without looking back and went straight to his room on the second floor.

Mu Qingcheng's face suddenly became ugly. Looking at Jing Fei's back, he wanted to chase him and kick the bastard hard with his high heels. Go to the company to sleep. You think the company is a hotel. I guess Jing Fei, the entire Dihuang Building, dares to say this in front of him, but Mu Qingcheng has no way to do anything to him.

Jing Fei was washing up very quickly. In less than five minutes, he walked down from the building with a refreshing look. He found that Mu Qingcheng had also returned to the villa and was sitting on the sofa watching the morning news.

Not only did Jing Fei take a shower, he also changed into a moon-white casual outfit. He looked like he had a kind of gentle temperament. Looking at Jing Fei who was walking over with a smile, Mu Qingcheng was a little lost in his mind for a moment. He threw away the problems of Jing Fei's body. If he only looked, this guy could be called a handsome talent.

"Wife, have you had breakfast?" Jing Fei said and walked into the kitchen.

Mu Qingcheng didn't say anything. Isn't this nonsense? I haven't drunk the milk in my hand yet. I want to eat it, but no one makes it for me!

What Mu Qingcheng couldn't believe was that less than two minutes after Jing Fei walked into the kitchen, a faint fragrance began to float out, becoming more and more fragrant, making Mu Qingcheng's stomach, who had already felt hungry, couldn't help but whine.

Two minutes later, Jing Fei's figure appeared in the living room again, holding a large white porcelain bowl in his hand. Then, without even calling one, he lay on the coffee table and started eating wildly...

The seductive fragrance became even stronger, and Mu Qingcheng's saliva was almost seduced to flow out, and his heart was already full of anger. Jing Fei must have done it on purpose, which was too annoying.

One second, two seconds...

Time passes little by little.

Mu Qingcheng finally couldn't bear the torture, it was simply a life-long suffering.

"Jing Fei, have you made such a little food?" Mu Qingcheng spoke, asking very directly. She also figured out that she could not circle around with Jing Fei, the bastard. This bastard was eloquent, and he didn't know where he took the detour. As for face... Mu Qingcheng thought about it and found that she had never had any face with Jing Fei.

"What? Wife, you want to eat something too?" Jing Fei raised his head, looking surprised.

"Yeah." Mu Qingcheng nodded gently, staring at Jing Fei with his eyes tightly, and at the same time, he glanced at the ashtray on the coffee table in front of him. She decided that if Jing Fei dared to say that it was just a little bit, she would throw the ashtray in front of him.

"You'll tell me earlier, I'll get some for you."

Jing Fei obviously would not give Mu Qingcheng the chance to smash himself with the ashtray. He threw a sentence in dissatisfaction and rushed into the room. After a while, he walked out with the same big white porcelain bowl and placed it in front of Mu Qingcheng...

Mu Qingcheng's face finally looked a little better, it was almost the same.

The breakfast made by Jing Fei is actually very simple, it is the simplest egg noodles, and the soup served with it is also ready-made. There is no way, the villa's kitchen is large and the refrigerator is also large, but the ingredients inside are pitifully small, so you can only make this kind of fast food.

Despite this, Mu Qingcheng still ate with relish. I don’t know if he was too hungry or just been greedy for too long, and he had the urge to swallow his tongue, and even his eating habits became less ladylike.

Looking at Mu Qingcheng, who was almost "eating" opposite, Jing Fei suddenly felt a little distressed. How long has this child been having a full meal? How was he hungry?

I felt emotion in my heart, and couldn't help but say softly: "Wife, eat slowly, no one will rob you, don't choke."

"Puff...ah...ahuff..."

Jing Fei didn't say it was okay. As soon as he finished his voice, Mu Qingcheng was almost choked to death. He coughed desperately and couldn't stop tears and snot flowing out...

After more than half a minute, Mu Qingcheng's cough barely recovered. Jing Fei quickly gave him a cup of boiled water.

After taking a sip of water, Mu Qingcheng finally calmed down. He looked at Jing Fei's eyes and wanted to eat him in one bite: "Jing Fei, do you want to choke me to death?"

"No." Jing Fei looked innocent.

Mu Qingcheng was speechless. She knew that there was no way to investigate this matter. However, after such a fuss, the white porcelain bowl was filled with snot and tears. Even if it was delicious, Mu Qingcheng lost his appetite. Fortunately, he had eaten almost the same food just now, and although he was a little hungry, it was not very obvious.

"Wife, you won't eat it?" Jing Fei picked up any pot without opening any pot.

"I won't eat anymore." Mu Qingcheng sat up straight with a cold face.

Jing Fei smiled when he heard this, and then Mu Qingcheng's eyes widened. Jing Fei actually picked up his white porcelain bowl and poured it into his own bowl...

"Jing Fei, you..." Mu Qingcheng's face changed. It was too late to stop him. Jing Fei had already picked up the white porcelain bowl and swallowed it voraciously. He stuffed half a bowl of hot noodles into his stomach in just a few seconds. Finally, he burped comfortably. Then he saw Mu Qingcheng asking, "Wife, what did you say just now?"

"No, nothing?" Mu Qingcheng's expression was very strange.

Jing Fei smiled, suddenly picked up the water cup in front of Mu Qingcheng and took a sip, and then quickly put it back.

Looking at the water cup that was put back, Mu Qingcheng suddenly felt disgusted and almost vomited. This bastard was so disgusting.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to work."

The next moment, Mu Qingcheng stood up from the sofa first.

Jing Fei didn't say anything. The two walked out of the villa one after another and got on Mu Qingcheng's luxury Mercedes-Benz together. Jing Fei sat in the driver's seat as always. Recently, he has been working as a part-time driver of Mu Qingcheng.

"Jing Fei, I didn't expect you to cook?" After the car started, Mu Qingcheng finally couldn't help but turn his head and looked at Jing Fei with deep curiosity.

"Is it strange to know how to cook?" Jing Fei grinned and skillfully turned the steering wheel and left the villa area.

"It's quite strange."

Mu Qingcheng's tone is very serious, at least in the world she knows. Not to mention men, even women rarely know how to cook. She is a living example. Moreover, the taste of Jing Fei's cooking is so fragrant, much more delicious than things in many big restaurants.

Jing Fei looked at Mu Qingcheng strangely and smiled bitterly: "You are a rich girl. Since childhood, you have never lacked food or clothing. Of course, you can't do these rough work. I am a poor boy. No one has loved or loved me since I was a child. I have to rely on myself for everything. I can't cook and I won't starve to death?"

"What? Are you an orphan?" Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei in surprise.

"I don't know either." Jing Fei shook his head, and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face: "Anyway, I don't know who my own parents are. When I was a child, I lived with an old fortune teller. He died when I was ten years old, and then I will live alone... Okay, okay, I'll tell you what to do." Jing Fei suddenly closed his mouth and smiled awkwardly at Mu Qingcheng. He almost forgot these memories himself, and he really didn't know how he would say it.

Mu Qingcheng looked at Jing Fei quietly, his eyes were very complicated, and suddenly nodded vigorously and turned his head.

What does this mean?

Do you feel sorry for yourself?
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