Why is this quilt aqua blue?

And next to it, there seems to be a dressing table. "

Ling Nuannuan sensitively found that this was a woman's room, and her mood suddenly became sour.

"Of course I prepared it for my sister, but she doesn't like to live with me, so this place has always been empty."

Mu Weicheng didn't know what she was suspicious of, but just answered truthfully.

"oh!"

Ling Nuannuan immediately wanted to drop her tongue. Why didn't she guess that it was for Sister Mu Yun?

"Otherwise, who do you think I am preparing for?"

Mu Weicheng couldn't help laughing.

"For me?"

Ling Nuannuan replied shamelessly.

Mu Weicheng's expression was stunned for a moment, this girl really dared to answer.

"Nuan Nuan, stop making trouble."

Of course Mu Weicheng couldn't answer, so he could only turn around and continue to hide in the kitchen to make dinner.

Ling Nuannuan was stunned, was her words too outrageous?

Under the darkness of night, there are countless secrets hidden, and those secrets are just to be solved.

The secret in Ling Nuannuan's heart was revealed, and Mu Weicheng's secret was almost impossible to hide.

When he was stir-frying a dish in the pot, he lost his mind, and suddenly there was a smell of burnt aroma. Ling Nuannuan had a good nose, and after smelling this danger, she immediately rushed into the kitchen, and saw the man propped on the table with one hand, staring into the pot, but he didn't make any movement.

"Hey, Mu Weicheng, your stuff is burnt."

Ling Nuannuan ran in and said hurriedly.

Only then did Mu Weicheng realize that he had scorched a bowl of green vegetables, he quickly turned off the fire, and a flash of embarrassment flashed across Jun's face.

Just now I said that I can cook, but now I burn the dishes, which is really embarrassing.

Ling Nuannuan walked up to him, watched him deal with all this quickly, and asked with a smile: "What are you in a daze for?

They don't cook well anymore. "

Mu Weicheng wanted to refute, but found that he had nothing to say, so he had to clean the pot silently.

"Is it because what I just said made people unhappy?"

Ling Nuannuan asked nervously.

"no!"

Mu Weicheng replied in a low voice.

The tension in Ling Nuannuan's heart eased, and then she whispered: "Are you not in the mood to cook? JrNovels.com