Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

"Huh?!" Mu Wanqing couldn't react, she instinctively said "huh", when she understood what Yang Mufan was talking about, she was so ashamed that she wished she could find a hole in the ground.She secretly slandered in her heart: Mu Wanqing, it's not like you haven't seen him smoking before, why did you get his soul taken away again? !Really useless...

Mu Wanqing's face was flushed with embarrassment, the roots of her ears were burning hot, and she wanted to turn around and go back to the master bedroom on a conditioned reflex.

Unexpectedly, Yang Mufan suddenly turned his handsome face away, looked at her indifferently, and with a hoarse magnetic voice, asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?!"

Mu Wanqing frowned, bit her lip, hesitated for a while, and then walked towards him with small steps.

When she got closer, she realized that a large pile of cigarette butts had been thrown on the ground beside Xiang Mifan's feet.

Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing frowned even tighter.

Could it be that he has been smoking here after leaving the bedroom for such a long time? !

Inhaling so much cigarettes in one breath, the body...how can it bear it.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that he raised his hand slightly and was about to smoke again, Mu Wanqing grabbed his sleeve reflexively: "Can you stop smoking?! It's not good for your health!!"

When Yang Mufan heard this, his thick sword eyebrows slightly retracted, he lowered his black eyes, looked down at her coldly, and then said with disdain, "Whether I smoke or not has something to do with you?!"

In other words: you have no right to control whether I smoke or not.

As he spoke, he pulled back his sleeves vigorously, turned sideways, leaned on the guardrail with his tall and straight body, and continued to smoke.

As if he was angry with her, he sucked harder than before Mu Wanqing appeared.

Mu Wanqing was furious.

She's obviously doing it for his own good, okay? !

Do you need to be so angry? !

After that, there was a silence between the two, and neither of them had the intention of speaking first.

After a long while, Mu Wanqing asked in a low voice: "Yang Mofan, where is the kitchen?! Can I borrow to cook?! I... haven't eaten all day, so I'm so hungry."

"..." Yang Mufan bent slightly, leaning his elbows on the guardrail, smoking a cigarette one after another, staring straight at the flowerbed shrouded in dim light with his sharp black eyes like a falcon, ignoring her intentions .

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes in disappointment.

He looked down at the black slippers that were too big to be worn on his feet.It's also his size.

Boring, kicking the floor lightly with her toes, Mu Wanqing whispered, "Then I'll go to bed first, guest..." Where is the room.

However, before she finished speaking, Yang Mufan suddenly said: "On the first floor, go down the stairs and turn left, enter the opposite corridor, go straight to the end, and then turn right. There are no fresh vegetables in the refrigerator. Just some noodles and some frozen food with a long shelf life, is that enough?!"

"..." Mu Wanqing was stunned.Staring blankly at the sharp-edged and flawless profile of Admiral Fan, he didn't recover for a long time.There seemed to be some disbelief: Admire Fan would tell her where the kitchen was.

I don't know how long it took to buffer before Mu Wanqing came back to her senses.

She hurriedly replied: "Enough is enough, as long as there are noodles."

With that said, she turned around and was about to go downstairs to the kitchen to cook noodles.

However, after running for a few steps, she came back again, raised her face and asked, "Yang Mufan, are you hungry?! Let me cook a bowl of noodles for you too, okay?!"

Admiral Fan glanced indifferently, and was looking at his woman with extremely expectant eyes. His slender fingers with well-defined knuckles held a cigar and sent it to his thin lips with perfect lines. He spit out two words: "No need."