Yan Qingluo simply buried her head in eating. After taking a spoonful of old tofu, she immediately stretched her neck, stuck out her tongue and started howling.

"Oh, hot, hot!"

"Hahaha ... " Mu Ye smiled happily and laughed at Yan Qingluo without any hesitation.

As he smiled, he tried his best to suppress the blush in his eyes. His deep eyes were fixed on Yan Qingluo's tender tongue. The soft touch that night seemed to reappear on the tip of his tongue.

This girl is really seducing him all the time!

If he had known that it would be so difficult to spend such a dull time with her, he should have asked her to stay with him in bed for the whole day.

Yan Qingluo saw Mu Ye laughing so wantonly, staring with her eyes wide open like an angry little rabbit, but she dared not say anything. After all, she still had something to ask of this pervert, so she couldn't turn against him now.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to be so hot." Yan Qingluo immediately put away his angry expression and smiled awkwardly.

"There's truth in the saying that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Mu Ye's Adam's apple moved, and he tried his best to calm his inner waves, and spoke slowly.

Yan Qingluo curled her lips. This must be a hint to her, Qi.

"President Mu knows a lot." Yan Qingluo replied with a smile.

"You just discovered it." Mu Ye said sarcastically.

Yan Qingluo secretly rolled his eyes, but he still tried to climb up. Couldn't he tell that he was mocking him?

However, seeing the corners of his eyes slightly raised, there were stars shining in his eyes, and his lips were raised in an arc, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"I'll stay with you for a day, and you won't embarrass my elder brother anymore. We have a deal." Yan Qingluo had spent twelve years in the organization for a while and was also an expert at negotiating terms with others. Seeing that Mu Ye was in a better mood, he brought up the most important thing.

"The prerequisite is that I have to be happy." Mu Ye said shamelessly while blowing air at the old man in front of him.

"You ... " Yan Qingluo has been trying very hard not to lose his temper from the first time he saw him this morning until now.

Although she really wanted to stand up and overturn the table, and then pour the bowl of hot tofu on Mu Ye's head, her reason told her that she couldn't do it. For the sake of her elder brother and the Yan family, she had to endure it.

Yan Qingluo forced himself to smile and lowered his voice, "Then I will definitely make President Mu happy today."

The rosy face, the sweet smile, the soft voice, the ambiguous words, sound a bit ...

Mu Ye felt a surge of heat in his body, and the waves that he had just suppressed surged up again. He really wanted to kill this seductive little goblin on the spot.

His throat trembled violently, and he lowered his head and swallowed several mouthfuls of old tofu in a row, then raised his head and said, "I'm done, let's go!"

Yan Qingluo widened his eyes in shock, looked down at his half bowl of old tofu left, and thought, isn't this guy afraid of the heat? He eats so fast.

"You sit here and wait for a while. I haven't finished eating yet. We can't waste food." After saying that, she hurriedly lowered her head and slurped hard.

Mu Ye looked at Yan Qingluo's cute panicked appearance, his eyes full of doting, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

Yan Qingluo stood up after finishing her meal and wiped her mouth casually, not looking like a daughter of an aristocratic family at all. "Let's go."

Mu Ye stared at her quietly, and shook his head slightly in the direction of the boss, "Pay."

"Oh, I almost forgot, thanks for reminding me." Yan Qingluo patted his head. Why did he always feel like he had become stupid when he was with Mu Ye?

Watching Mu Ye walk towards the vegetable market, Yan Qingluo trotted to catch up, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Buying groceries." Mu Ye turned around and reached out to hold Yan Qingluo's hand.

"ah?"

"Hold me tight, there are too many people here, don't let yourself get lost."

"Qi, I'm not a child. I can go back by myself if I get lost."

Eh? If I get lost, does that mean I don't have to accompany this big devil anymore?

But Mu Ye seemed to see through Yan Qingluo's thoughts. He held her hand tighter and couldn't get rid of it.

After walking around the vegetable market for a long time, Yan Qingluo was amazed by Mu Ye's skills in choosing vegetables and bargaining. He never expected that the person in charge of the Mu family chaebol would haggle with the merchants for a long time over a few cents.

Mu Ye carried several bags full of vegetables, fruits, fish and meat in his hands, while Yan Qingluo followed behind him with empty hands. Looking at his tall and straight back, Yan Qingluo felt a little warm in his heart.

"Let me help you carry some." Yan Qingluo walked forward and reached out to take the things in Mu Ye's hand.

"No need, I can carry it." Mu Ye said with a relaxed look, and his hand holding the thing dodged to the side.

How could he bear to let this little girl do physical work?

The morning sunlight still had a hint of warm yellow, sprinkling on Mu Ye's three-dimensional facial features. The light and shadow were distinct, and it looked beautiful like a fantasy.

Yan Qingluo stood aside, watching Mu Ye load bags of fresh vegetables, fruits and fish into the trunk. She had only one sigh in her heart: this was the first time she had seen a Rolls-Royce used as a grocery shopping car.

"Let's go home." Mu Ye called out after putting the dishes down.

"oh."

In a trance, Yan Qingluo had the illusion that the two of them were really living together.

"Let's go home and put these things in the refrigerator, then go out shopping, have lunch, go to the movies, and then go home. I'll cook for you." Mu Ye chattered on and on about his plans for the day, and it really sounded like a perfect life.

Being with the one you love, even the tedious daily life is happy.

Yan Qingluo was absent-minded for a moment. Suddenly, she wanted to know why he hated her. She spoke hesitantly, "Mr. Mu ... "

As a result, he was interrupted by Mu Ye as soon as he opened his mouth, "We have known each other for a while, so we can be considered friends. You don't have to call me President Mu or Mr. Mu all the time, just call me Mu Ye."

Yan Qingluo was slightly startled, and whispered, "Mu Ye."

Mu Ye's deep pupils flickered imperceptibly. "What ... did you want to say just now?"

Yan Qingluo stared blankly at his stunning face, which actually revealed a hint of joy. Suddenly, she felt that he didn't seem to hate her that much.

"Nothing, hehe. Well, then you can call me by my nickname too. Everyone I know calls me Qingluo. Since I'm the fourth child in my family, my family calls me Xiaosi. Some people who are more familiar with me call me Luoluo. You can pick any one."

"Then ... I'll call you Luo'er." Mu Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, "Luo'er."

The man's voice was originally low and magnetic, and when he called "Luo'er" softly, it was sweet and lustful, making people feel numb inside.

Yan Qingluo pinched his thigh hard and cursed inwardly, "When did you become so useless?"

She tried hard to control her pounding heart and was a little surprised that Mu Ye actually used the same address he had used before in front of Grandpa Cheng.