Stunning beauty forced to marry a stupid husband: black-bellied prince please accept

"It's better to learn it by yourself, and you can make some when you want to eat."

Mu Lingyue said very shamelessly, "Can you still cook?"

"of course."

In fact, Dongfang Wuye not only knows how to cook, but also cooks delicious food.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe it. [

Moreover, he is also very smart.

She just taught him once, and he learned it.

The first time I tried, the things I made were almost [-]-[-]% like hers.

When it comes to the second time, no matter the appearance or the taste, it will never be worse than hers.

Looking at the fragrant biscuits just out of the oven, Mu Lingyue looked at them in a daze for a while, looked up, and couldn't help admiring, "I didn't expect you to learn so fast and make things so good, you shouldn't What a pity for the chef."

The corners of Dongfang Wuye's lips curled up slightly, and he accepted her compliments unceremoniously, "Someone said that before, but I don't have any hobbies in this area."

Mu Lingyue took a piece of biscuit and took two bites, then praised, "It tastes very good, I see, if you make it a few more times, you will surpass my skills."

"But..."

I don't know when, Dongfang Wuye suddenly approached her, lowered his head, fixedly looked into her eyes with his dark and deep eyes, and whispered, "After all, I still like to eat what you make by yourself...the taste...it's very special .”

Mu Lingyue was taken aback, and became inexplicably nervous. She only felt that the way he looked at her was weird and confusing, and it was very different from before.

She took a step back subconsciously.

Because Dongfang Wuye was going to cook, everyone in the kitchen was dismissed, and there were only the two of them at the moment.

She took a step back, and he stepped forward. . .

The eyes never moved away from her face.

The atmosphere became inexplicably strange. . .

Mu Lingyue felt even more uncomfortable, and just wanted to leave quickly.

"That... I suddenly remembered that the flowers in the yard haven't been watered yet, Young Master Dongfang, I'm going to do things first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Dongfang Wuye's response, he turned around and ran out.

Dongfang Wuye smiled slightly, and the dark light flowed in his dark eyes. [

He walked out of the kitchen slowly, looked at the sky, turned around and walked towards the forbidden garden in the mansion.

It was dark very early in late autumn, and the garden was pitch black. He took a flint and lit a candle, and the room was lit up immediately.

"Brother Wuye."

A woman's delicate and weak voice sounded, Dongfang Wuye turned around and walked towards the bed in the house.

A woman in white was lying on the bed.

She is very beautiful, especially her frail temperament, which makes people desire to protect her when she sees her.

However, her face was too pale, her body was too thin, and she looked sickly, as if she had some serious illness.

"How are you feeling today?"

Dongfang Wuye sat down beside the bed, raised the quilt for her, and asked softly.

The woman nodded, and replied obediently, "Well, it's better."

She was talking better, but her voice sounded weak.

Dongfang Wuye sighed softly, with a hint of self-blame in his eyes, "Zi Yan, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be what you are now."

Zi Yan quickly covered his mouth with her hand, and smiled slightly, "Brother Wu Ye, you don't have to blame yourself, Zi Yan did all of this willingly."