My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

"It's big night, don't eat it." Mu Zhi said to her, but she picked up the chopsticks and started to eat hot and sour noodles, and said non-stop while eating: "It's so spicy, so spicy."

Cheng Xiaojun slandered in his heart: Are you afraid of spicy food and grab my food?

Posing his lips, Cheng Xiaojun touched his hungry stomach and decided to find out if there were instant noodles at home.

Seeing her walking away, Mu Zhi was so hot and gasped and asked her, "Where are you going?"

"Check if you have instant noodles at home."

"No more."

Mu Zhi replied, "This hot and sour noodle is too spicy, I can't eat it. If you are extremely hungry, I will give it back to you."

Cheng Xiaojun turned his head and said angrily: "I don't want to eat your saliva."

Mu Zhi glanced at her mouth, he had kissed her, she had already eaten it.

However, it seems that when he kissed her, she was in Meng Zhougong, without even knowing it.

When he looked at it like this, Cheng Xiaojun felt that her face seemed a little hot, so she quickly turned around, "Then I will cook a bowl of noodles."

"Help me cook a bowl too."

Mu Zhi picked up the hot and sour noodles again and continued to eat, not forgetting to remind Cheng Xiaojun to help him cook the noodles.

"You have eaten my hot and sour noodles, and you want to eat noodles?"

"Isn't it too spicy? I have to eat a bowl of noodles to wash away the spiciness in my mouth."

Cheng Xiaojun said to him: "You deserve it!" He asked him to grab her supper.

Mu Zhi didn't care. She was cooking noodles. He was eating hot and sour noodles. When he finished eating hot and sour noodles, the noodles were cooked.

It’s just that his bowl of noodles looks red, and Mu Zhi asked his wife before he even took a closer look: "Did you add a lot of chili to it?"

"Don't eat it if you're afraid of spicy food." Cheng Xiaojun was so hungry that she was too lazy to tell him more. She sat down and started eating for herself. She refused to treat herself badly. A bowl of noodles was added with two eggs, and the vegetables were full of Mu Zhi. The bowl.

Mu Zhi touched his nose, thinking that his wife was still blaming him for eating her hot and sour noodles. Isn't it just a bowl of hot and sour noodles, and he was too stingy to give it to him.

Tomorrow, he will pack ten servings of hot and sour noodles for her to eat, let her know what is generous!

Humph, wait!

Mu Zhi also sat down, and looked at the bowl of red noodles in front of him. He couldn't smell the spiciness. He tasted it, which was chili or tomato sauce.

If it's chili, Mu Zhi can still eat a bowl of noodles with a spicy mouth, but he can't eat it with tomato sauce. Although he is not picky, he also has foods that he doesn't like, such as tomato sauce.

Now the kitchen is Cheng Xiaojun's site, and there is everything in it, what can he do?

"Xiaojun, I just ate your hot and sour noodles. Now I will pay you a bowl of noodles. You can eat slowly. After eating, let's go for a walk and digest." Mu Zhi pushed the untouched noodles to Cheng Xiaojun. In front of him, he hurriedly left, fearing that he would be caught by Cheng Xiaojun and forced him to eat if he went too late.

He didn't know that after he left, Cheng Xiaojun smiled happily, "The two bowls of noodles are mine."

Mu Zhi:...

At twelve o'clock in the evening, a certain young man was sitting on a swing and swinging slowly.

Cheng Xiaojun came out of the house and saw the man on the swing at a glance. She was taken aback for a moment. She didn't even know when a swing was installed in the yard.

Cheng Xiaojun felt a little guilty about the fact that she had been so busy in the past two months. She didn't even know that she had installed a swing in her home. It shows how dereliction of duty she is.

Xiaojun walked over and pushed behind Mu Zhi. Mu Zhi turned to look at her and smiled: "Should you sit down?"

"Didn't you say go for a walk? When was this swing installed?"

Mu Zhiduo looked at her a few times, and was a little lost in his words: "It's been a little half a month, you don't even know. I saw that my two brothers have swings in their yards, and Yan'er also likes to swing. A swing, so I also installed one in our yard. In the future, our children will also have a swing to sit on, instead of going to the third aunt’s house and grabbing it with Yan'er."

Cheng Xiaojun is funny: "Our children don't know where they are yet. You are preparing a swing so soon."

Mu Zhi's eyes fell on her stomach, muttering something lowly, Cheng Xiaojun couldn't hear her clearly.

Soon, he jumped off the swing, took her hand, and said: "Let's go for a walk. It's late at night, and it's quiet outside."

Cheng Xiaojun allowed him to take her away, still smiling: "Deeper in the middle of the night, if we ran out without sleeping, would we be treated as little thieves by the security?"

Mu Zhi rewarded her with a roll of eyes, and Cheng Xiaojun smiled weirdly.

The young couple stepped on the moonlight and walked slowly along the concrete road. The night wind blew the leaves and made a rustle.

"When will the martial arts museum reopen? Is there anything I can help?" I don’t know if I haven’t seen you for a few days or for other reasons. Mu Zhi felt that Xiaojun’s hands seemed to be much softer, not as rough as before. With her, it looks better.

Mu Zhi knew that the third aunt was transforming Xiaojun, and Xiaojun was willing to change his image, or for him. He was a little expectant, a little strange, and a little bit lost.

Looking forward to her reincarnation, the person who lost her hand in transforming her is not herself, even if she changes for him, there is no way, who told him that he doesn’t know much about women, and he doesn’t know how to make her better, he can only rely on the third aunt. Of help.

"I haven't chosen a good date yet, and the renovation hasn't been completed yet. I don't need your help. You have helped us enough. Now my brother has been discharged from the hospital. He is watching the martial arts affairs and he will take care of it." No need What did the elder brother do, but having elder brother watching also saved her a lot of heart.

Cheng Xiaojun touched his arm, "It won't hurt anymore?" His injury was a trauma, but one of his arms was injured to a bone. After he was discharged from the hospital, if he carried a heavier object, his arm would still hurt.

Mu Hao solemnly asked him to take a good rest, and don't take any heavy objects for the past six months.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." As long as Mu Zhi ran for an adventure, he was a young master at home in clothes to stretch out his food and open his mouth. He didn't need to carry heavy objects at all. "Is the money enough?"

Cheng Xiaojun smiled and said: "You gave me enough money, and the decoration won't cost much. Replace everything in the martial arts hall with new ones, plus the cost of decoration will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan at most."

He gave her thirty million.

The elder brother spent more on healing, and then paid off his debts and renovated the martial arts hall, which cost more than two million in total.

"If you don't have enough money, you can tell me."

"Thank you, it's really enough. When the martial arts museum is reopened, I can make money." Now it is helpless to spend his money. In fact, she prefers to spend the money she earns.

Mu Zhi said, did not say anything, just held her hand firmly, without any intention of letting go.

The couple walked for more than ten minutes and then walked back. Cheng Xiaojun remembered that he still had a lot of work to do tomorrow, and he had to rest early.