882: C882 Help Me

C882 Help Me

Zhuang Nuannuan had really decided to live here in peace. At this moment, the sky outside the window was already dark. The night sky covered the roof and the surroundings of the villa seemed unusually quiet.

Zhuang Nuannuan was used to living in the city center and had heard the sounds of the traffic. At this moment, the surroundings were so quiet that she could hear the chirping of cicadas. It really made her somewhat amazed.

Zhuang Nuannuan finished tidying her clothes and heard the quiet time. Other than the sound of cicadas outside, there was also the gurgling sound of her stomach.

She did not eat anything in the mall at noon. She had gone through a whole afternoon's performance and now she had gone through a shock. She was really hungry.

She pressed her stomach awkwardly. Luckily, she didn't shout in front of Qiao Muze. Otherwise, she would be so embarrassed.

However, it was already so late. It was not as convenient to eat here as in the city center.

Zhuang Nuannuan decided to go downstairs to take a look and see what this man was eating.

Stepping down from the revolving building, Zhuang Nuannuan heard the sound downstairs. It was the clear sound of pots and bowls colliding. Even in the air, she greedily smelled the fragrance of food.

She had only gone down half the stairs when her eyes widened. Could it be that his house... Is anyone coming to cook?

Perhaps it was because she had invited the cooking auntie. Zhuang Nuannuan's heart jumped. She could eat soon!

Zhuang Nuannuan's footsteps were light and slow as she walked down the stairs. She looked towards the direction of the kitchen and saw that behind the French window, what she saw was not the figure of a housekeeping auntie, but...

Zhuang Nuannuan's eyes widened again.

She saw a thick black figure standing in the middle of the faint smoke. The bright lustre reflected the texture of the kitchen and made this man appear incomparably warm.

How could this be?

How could he be the one cooking? Zhuang Nuannuan's heart beat. A feeling of being overwhelmed by favor and guilt seized her.

She could actually eat the food that Qiao Muze personally cooked?

Qiao Muze wore a black long-sleeved T-shirt that was half rolled up, showing his strong wrist arm. At this moment, he was cutting something on the felt board. He was serious and handsome.

Zhuang Nuannuan could not help swallowing her saliva. If that was the case, she would really feel bad.

Because if she lived here, she would trouble him to cook another person's food.

Zhuang Nuannuan took a deep breath and walked towards the kitchen. Standing at the door, she hit on her, "Young Master Qiao, are you cooking?"

Qiao Muze looked back at her, "Are you hungry?"

"Uh! I'm not hungry... I'm not too hungry." Zhuang Nuannuan quickly shook her head and answered, but her stomach very rudely exposed her panicked words and made a gurgling sound.

She quickly covered her stomach and looked at the man in front of her, hoping that he did not hear her.

But she still underestimated this man's hearing. His thin lips curled up slightly, "Go outside and wait for me on the sofa. I will be able to eat very soon."

"Oh! Okay." Zhuang Nuannuan did not want to stay any longer awkward and quickly came out to sit on the sofa and wait for him.

She was like a child waiting to be fed.

Zhuang Nuannuan could not help but look in the direction of the kitchen. It was as if she just saw the smell of fireworks from this man's body at this time. He was also a person! He was not a god.

In the past, she had always seen his figure in magazines and magazines. He was like a cold and unapproachable figure. After coming into contact with him, she discovered that those were only the figures he revealed outside.

The real Qiao Muze, perhaps at this moment, was a man who was willing to stay in the kitchen and know how to cook.

Zhuang Nuannuan could not help but pursed her lips and smile. She felt that she was really blessed.

Fifteen minutes later, Qiao Muze came out with dinner. He was learning how to cook western food. So tonight's dinner was steak with pasta, juice and salad.

Zhuang Nuannuan smelled the fragrance in the air and knew it. This man must not be cooking for the first time.

Zhuang Nuannuan did not let him take the initiative to call her and she walked to the table. Looking at the rich dinner, her appetite surged.

Qiao Muze walked out from behind. Zhuang Nuannuan lifted her head to look at him. It was a simple black t-shirt with no mission logo. When he wore it, there was an indescribable noble air about him.

"Sit down and eat!" Qiao Muze pulled out a chair and sat down first.

Zhuang Nuannuan nodded and also sat down. She picked up the knife and fork on the clean silk cloth and cut a small piece of steak into her mouth. Her eyes immediately lit up.

It was extremely delicious. It was even better than what she had eaten in the restaurant outside.

Qiao Muze's eyes caught her surprised expression. The corner of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

He hoped that his dinner would not disappoint her.

Obviously, he would not.

"It's really delicious." Zhuang Nuannuan praised, "I did not expect you to know how to cook."

Qiao Muze narrowed his eyes and asked, "In your eyes, what kind of person am I?"

Zhuang Nuannuan could not help but tell the truth, "In my eyes, You're a rich young master born with a spoon in his mouth, the heir to a rich family, and you have a lot of bodyguards around you, and you can enjoy the best life without having to do anything. We are people that ordinary people cannot get close to and cannot reach. "

Qiao Muze listened, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes. "Am I that mysterious?"

Zhuang Nuannuan nodded. "Yes, I am. I paid attention to you three years ago. I always wanted to find a chance to get close to you. But for the past three years, I have not found you. Other than that time at the charity banquet, this is the first time I have seen you."

After saying that, Zhuang Nuannuan felt very sorry again," I am sorry. I have always misunderstood you. I thought that my parents' death was caused by your company. I also thought that you were hiding the truth. So... these three years, I really hate you."

Qiao Muze raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "As long as the misunderstanding is resolved."

Zhuang Nuannuan shook her head. "I will not hate you anymore. I am sorry."

Qiao Muze did not want to hear her say this. He said in a low voice. "Let's not talk about this. The past is over. Have a good dinner! Don't waste my cooking skills."

Zhuang Nuannuan pursed her lips and smiled. She began to eat seriously. Furthermore, she gave her face very much. She finished the entire plate and did not even let go of the salad fruit.

After eating, Zhuang Nuannuan was waiting to do something. She wanted to wash the dishes.

If she lived here in the future, she would have to share the household chores. Otherwise, it would be too unfair to him.

Qiao Muze elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth. Seeing that she had finished eating and was still sitting here, he asked in a low voice, "Go and rest!"

Zhuang Nuannuan shook her head, "I'll wash the dishes."

Qiao Muze could not help but laugh, "This is my house. I don't need you to do housework."

"No, I can do it. I will help my grandma do housework when I am at home. I will do it." Zhuang Nuannuan insisted. After she finished speaking, she got up and prepared to pick up the plate. Unexpectedly, the plate was so heavy that she could not even lift it with one hand. She had to hold it with two hands before she could hold it up.

This plate was so heavy!

"Let me do it." Qiao Muze stood up. Seeing how weak she was, he really did not want her to do it.

Zhuang Nuannuan immediately moved the plate to the side. Unexpectedly, the plate slipped from her hand.

Zhuang Nuannuan opened her eyes and wanted to save it, but it was too late. The very expensive plate broke on the ground.

Zhuang Nuannuan's breath stopped and her mind went blank. She quickly squatted down and wanted to save something. She reached out and touched the biggest piece in front of her.2

"Don't touch it." Behind her, Qiao Muze ordered in a low voice.

However, she picked up a piece of it. The sharp surface slid across her skin when she was distracted.

Her originally soft skin immediately began to bleed.

"Hiss..." Zhuang Nuannuan quickly retracted her hand. Her index finger was cut open and there was a bloody wound.

Qiao Muze shook his head helplessly. Was this woman sure she did housework? He bent down and held her hand. "Let me bandage it for you."

Zhuang Nuannuan originally wanted to help out out of goodwill, but she did not want to. The more she helped, the more she helped. In the end, she even injured herself and broke his plate.

Now, she still wanted him to come over and bandage her, taking up his precious time.

Zhuang Nuannuan felt that she was an idiot.

She sat on the sofa and looked at the man who came over with the medicine box and squatted in front of her. She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Qiao Muze took out the hemostatic sponge and blocked her wound. He cut off a small piece of gauze to bandage her wound.

"Don't touch the housework next time." Qiao Muze advised in a low voice.

"But I can't live in your house for free!" Zhuang Nuannuan felt bad in her heart.

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