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Chapter 1162 His gentleness

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    When Mucha woke up, it was already past 12 noon - she woke up purely from hunger.

    She has always been a self-disciplined person and has never slept so late.

    You can imagine how hard Ye Sijue tormented her last night.

    Mucha sat up with pain all over her body and subconsciously looked at the pillow next to her.

    There was nothing next to the pillow. She reached out and touched it. Sure enough, the pillow had lost its temperature a long time ago.

    Ye Sijue got up and left early.

    Mucha laughed at himself, scratched his hair and sat up.

    What is she thinking?

    Ye Sijue is so busy. It's already twelve o'clock now, so it's normal for him to be away from home.

    Thinking of this, the almost invisible loss in Mucha's heart quickly dissipated.

    However, when Mucha came out of the bathroom after washing, she heard a noise downstairs.

    The cleaning lady only comes once a week. She came the day before yesterday, and she will definitely not come today.

    Who will it be?

    Mucha's nerves tensed up for a moment. She casually picked up a golf club from Ye Sijue's room and tiptoed downstairs quietly.

    Logically speaking, there should be no burglars in the house.

    ¡°But she and Ye Sijue were in a special situation. They both had enemies who wanted to kill them, so she had to take precautions before they happened.

    When he walked to the first floor, Mucha heard clearly that the sound was coming from the kitchen.

    She tightened the golf club in her hand and walked to the kitchen.

    I saw a tall man in an apron in the kitchen, busy with a spatula, and there was a burning smell coming from the pot.

    "Ye Sijue?" Mucha said in disbelief.

    Ye Sijue immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Mucha holding a golf club high in his hand. His expression was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled fondly and said, "Are you awake?"

    Mucha followed Ye Sijue¡¯s line of sight and saw the golf club in his hand. His cheeks heated up. He quickly hid the club behind his back and asked awkwardly, ¡°I, I didn¡¯t know you were still at home.¡±

    Ye Sijue walked up to him and asked, "Where else can I go if I'm not at home?"

    "The company."

    Ye Sijue rubbed her head: "You were so tired last night, how can I go to the company with confidence? I asked for leave today and I will be with you all day."

    Mucha instantly remembered what happened last night.

    Thinking of their entangled lips and tongues, their bodies overlapping

    Her face instantly turned red like a monkey¡¯s ass.

    "Who, who wants you to accompany me"

    As she spoke, she suddenly felt the burnt smell in the air getting stronger.

    She was startled and asked quickly: "What did you burn in the pot?"

    "Damn it!" Ye Sijue cursed and hurried to the stove.

    Mucha followed and took a look and found that Ye Sijue was cooking Coke chicken wings.

    But at this moment, the Coke chicken wings had turned into a few pieces of black coal, which was too miserable to look at.

    "Did I get too angry?" Ye Sijue muttered to himself.

    Mucha was about to speak when he suddenly swept up the trash can next to Ye Sijue.

    In the trash can, there was a huge pile of "black charcoal chicken wings".

    Obviously this is not the first time that Ye Sijue has failed.

    Sure enough, cooking depends on talent. Without talent, even someone like Ye Sijue, who graduated from a British university, would not be able to make a Coca-Cola chicken wing.

    Mucha helplessly pulled the corners of her lips and said, "You go and rest, I'll do it."

    "No." Ye Sijue stubbornly grabbed the spatula and said, "You're not feeling well, I'll do it. You don't have to do anything today, I'll do it."

    "My healthis fine. I'm just afraid that I might feel sick after eating what you made."

    Ye Sijue¡¯s expression froze, he looked at the dark Coca-Cola chicken wings, sighed feebly and said, ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll help you, or shall we go out to eat?¡±

    ¡°It¡¯s okay, you bought all the ingredients, don¡¯t waste them.¡±

    Mucha said, took the spatula from Ye Sijue's hand and started working.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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