By the way, that‘s what he called her in the supermarket just now.

What‘s that nickname?

Did he give her a new one?

"I am not an alpaca." Xue Muzi refuted.

Lei Xuchen started the car, "why not? You are like an alpaca, adorable, isn‘t it?"

This is quite good.

She‘ll just take that weird nickname.

Returning to the apartment, he carried the shopping bag into the kitchen. Lei Xuchen directed Xue Muzi to wash the dishes and tied his apron.

Xue Muzi looked back at him and asked carefully, "Can you really?"

Isn‘t he the big boss of the company?

Can you really cook?

Isn‘t it right that they all have a servant in a family and a gentleman cooks far away?

Lei Xuchen was holding a spatula in his hand. When he heard this, he waved it twice and raised his eyebrow at her： "How dare you question me? Well, I‘ll show you."

However, after a little trial, he got three fast－handed dishes and added a plate of cold dishes bought in the supermarket to adjust the taste himself.

Four dishes were served on the table, but Xue Muzi did not make any noise.

"Is it delicious?" She put a chicken wing in her bowl, Lei Xuchen asked.

Xue Muzi nodded like garlic, swallowed his mouth and replied, "It‘s delicious! It‘s delicious! How can you cook so well?"

"I started cooking my own food at the age of 18. After so many years, it‘s a bit of stuff."

"Eighteen?" Blink his eyes, Xue Muzi bit his chopsticks. "Your parents are very busy, so you cook and eat by yourself, and then you have developed a skill? No, won‘t the servants make it for you?"

"Who told you there were servants in my family? Just myself." Lei Xuchen said, and gave her another chopstick dish. "Stop talking and eat quickly."

Seeing that he didn‘t really want to continue talking about this topic, Xue Muzi obediently immersed himself in the bowl and stopped asking.

After the meal, Lei Xuchen cleaned the table and washed the dishes.

Xue Muzi held the door frame of the kitchen and looked at his broad back, biting his lips, walked over and hugged him like a koala behind him.

Lei Xuchen looked askance at her. "What‘s the matter?"

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Nothing, go to the living room and watch TV."

"No, washing dishes is boring, I accompany you. If two people are together, they can divide boredom into two parts, one for each person. In this way, it will not be so boring."

His vicuna has its own way of thinking. Although it is strange, there is always something that makes people feel broken.

"Good."

After the bowl was washed, the fruit was washed, and then the two watched TV and ate the fruit together.

Looking at it, Xue Muzi saw Lei Xuchen go to his arms. In his sleepy room, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Alpaca, cell phone."

Confused, she sat up and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Muzi, it‘s me."

"Fang Mu."

"Well, how are you? How are you alone?"

She‘s not alone.

Turning to Lei Xuchen and Xue Muzi, he said, "Well, well, it‘s quite good."

"Really? You didn‘t eat instant noodles at night, did you?"

"No."

This is the truth, not a lie.

The food he cooked for her at night was delicious.

"Well, I‘ll be back in a couple of days. See you then."

"All right, goodbye."

Hung up her cell phone, she threw herself into his arms and rubbed her furry little head.

Lei Xuchen bowed his head and kissed her on the top of her hair. He asked softly, "Are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy."

Well, I don‘t know who was so sleepy that I couldn‘t open my eyes.

"There is nothing to watch on TV. Go to sleep."

Sleep?

When it comes to sleep, Xue Muzi is really in spirits.

Raising her face in his arms, she said slightly shyly, "You, you said last time, say next time."

With that, she immediately immersed herself in his chest and looked like an ostrich.

This hint, he should, should understand.

Lei Xuchen just paused and understood.

"Muzi."

"Hmm."

"Next time."

"..."

Next time, next time, next time.