Rebirth of Sweet Love: Master Mu Chases His Wife to the Crematorium

Chapter 718 For You
The hair dryer whirred.

Mu Shihan stood at the door and watched for a while, then went downstairs silently.

The phone on the table rang a few times.

Walking over to take a look, it was the scene of today's press conference that Mu Shifeng had sent him.

He hurriedly called the other party back, only to find out that this was what she was busy with all day today.

"Brother, didn't she tell you about this?"

"..."

"Oh, it's okay. Anyway, the result is good now. Are you two together?"

"Do you have anything else to do?" Mu Shihan asked impatiently.

"what?"

"I didn't hang up beforehand!"

"..."

Mu Shihan was a little depressed, he didn't know anything about her, and he seemed to have less and less sense of existence.

……

When Luo Wanning went downstairs, there was a strong smell of red oil hot pot.

She followed the smell to the kitchen.

The long bar is already filled with various hot pot dishes, and a steaming mandarin duck pot is placed on the induction cooker in the middle.

Behind the bar, a man wearing a pink apron is slicing potatoes.

"Are you hungry after a busy day? I have prepared your favorite hot pot for you."

Luo Wanning stared at the bar for a while, then rubbed her eyes vigorously, and looked at the man across from her with a ghostly expression.

That pink Hello Kitty apron had something on him, indescribably…

She called it - charm.

Not to mention, she is thinking too much now, and just needs a hot pot meal to soothe her tense nerves.

In addition, coupled with the visual impact created by a cooking man, the whole person seems to be in a state of excitement.

Although she knew in her heart that this meal was likely to be a Hongmen banquet.

Mu Shihan put the sliced ​​potatoes on a plate and put them aside, then spoke with a smile.

"Don't look at me like that, sit down and eat!"

Luo Wanning pulled the high chair and sat down, muttering, "Can I eat alone with Hui Bao on my back?"

"He doesn't like hot pot!"

"..."

"No, what do you mean by that? Change your career to be a cook... Bah, you are the only one who is a knife worker and a cook! You said you have nothing to do, what do you want to do?"

"Have I given less attention? When has it paid off?"

Luo Wanning stirred the saucepan in front of her, thinking that there was nothing wrong with her words.

"Have you heard a word?

"If she's just starting to fall in love, you'll undress her; if she's seen countless people, will you stand by the stove for her?"

When Luo Wanning heard this, a beef ball she had just picked up on her chopsticks fell abruptly onto the countertop.

Her pitch-black eyes were as big as that bouncing cow ball.

There is such a passage on the Internet, but did he mistake the gender object?

"Wanwan, I think you have passed the age of first love, and have seen all kinds of things in the world, so I want to be by the stove for you, so that you feel a sense of belonging!"

After such an explanation, it seems to be reasonable.

Who says men can't be stovetops?
However, Luo Wanning still avoided him.

"Disgusting words affect my appetite and digestion, so you better shut up!"

Mu Shihan really closed his mouth, and began to cook various ingredients for her patiently.

Luo Wanning was distracted, she could feel that the other party was holding back something to say, but he didn't say anything.

This process made her suffer the most.

Finally, she couldn't help but put down her chopsticks.

"Say what you want to say, ask what you want to ask!"

"It's nothing."

"Don't tell me I went upstairs to wash and sleep!"

Mu Shihan watched her get up and leave, but he didn't chase after her. He just waited for the other party to discover the little surprises in life with a smile in his eyes.

The abnormality of the man is simply intensified.

Seeing that he really didn't follow, Luo Wanning became even more uncertain.

When I reached the corner of the stairs on the second floor, a beautiful serenade melody floated from the attic.

Looking up, there seems to be a flash of light.

Driven by curiosity, she walked to the attic...

(End of this chapter)