At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Qingluo slowly got out of bed and checked his cell phone. There was no message from Mu Ye.

So, I opened the door and walked around the corridor.

Why hasn't Mu Ye come back yet?

Just as I was thinking about it, the elevator opened.

A tall and slender figure stepped out of the elevator.

It was Mu Ye.

"Can't wait?" The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and a wanton smirk slid across his cheek.

Yan Qingluo felt a little embarrassed and sighed in his heart, "Oh, what a coincidence, I just happened to come out and get seen."

"Come out ... get some fresh air ... "

"Let's go. I'll make you something delicious." Yan Qingluo felt warm at heart when she heard Mu Ye's words, which sounded like he was coaxing a child. No one had ever said such words to her before.

Mu Ye came back without changing into home clothes. He took off his coat, put on an apron, and went into the kitchen to cook rice, wash vegetables, and prepare food ...

"How can I help?" Yan Qingluo asked, looking at Mu Ye who was busy but not chaotic, while leaning against the kitchen door frame.

"No need. If you feel bored, go watch some TV." Mu Ye didn't look up, but his tone was light.

A refined man in formal clothes with his sleeves rolled up busying around the stove is really quite charming.

"You are a big CEO, why are you so good at cooking?" Yan Qingluo couldn't help asking as he watched Mu Ye busy and skillful in the kitchen.

"My mother passed away when I was eight years old. Xiaowan was four years old at that time. My father was busy with work and could not take care of Xiaowan and me. Although he found a woman to take care of Xiaowan and me, that woman simply did not give Xiaowan and me food." As he spoke, Mu Ye sneered, with a thick gloom between his brows.

Yan Qingluo looked at him and shuddered unconsciously, regretting asking him this question.

However, the next second, Mu Ye raised his head and smiled brightly, "So, in order to support Xiao Wan and me, I learned to cook for myself. How about that? Isn't that great?"

Yan Qingluo was lost in thought as he looked at the beauty in front of him. After a moment, he stammered and flattered, "Great!"

When Mu Ye heard Yan Qingluo's praise, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Is Mu Wan feeling better?" Yan Qingluo remembered that Mu Wan fainted in the afternoon, so he asked about his condition out of politeness.

Speaking of Mu Wan, a trace of vigilance flashed across Mu Ye's eyes, "Much better, are you familiar with Xiao Wan at school?"

"Not familiar." Yan Qingluo blurted out without thinking for a moment.

After all, Mu Ye’s warnings were always echoing in his ears, “Stay away from Mu Wan” and “Don’t like Mu Wan”.

Mu Ye's expression softened slightly, and he continued to ask, "How does Xiao Wan usually perform in school?"

"I haven't noticed it. I don't go to school that often, haha." Yan Qingluo has learned her lesson. Her only task tonight is to make Mu Ye happy. It's best not to say too much about sensitive topics like Mu Wan.

Mu Ye felt relieved after hearing Yan Qingluo's answer. She could like any man, but not Mu Wan.

Because no matter who she likes or who she is with, he will snatch her away, but if that person is Mu Wan, his beloved younger brother, he can only bless them.

From childhood to adulthood, he would give Mu Wan anything she wanted.

In less than an hour, three dishes, a soup and steaming rice were served.

Yan Qingluo stared blankly at the food on the table, and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Come on, you must be hungry, eat quickly!" Mu Ye's eyes were full of smiles, and he served a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Yan Qingluo.

"Wow, what a sumptuous meal!" Yan Qingluo was drooling as he stared at the delicious food on the table.

"Try this, it's my specialty. Xiao Wan doesn't usually eat meat, but if it's the braised pork I make, he can eat several pieces."

Mu Ye picked up a piece of braised pork and handed it to Yan Qingluo's mouth, " Ah— "

Yan Qingluo opened his eyes wide, and opened his mouth obediently as if he was controlled. The moment he held the chopsticks, his mouth was filled with the rich fragrance.

She chewed slowly, the meat was soft and tasty, better than any high-end restaurant she had ever eaten.

After feeding Yan Qingluo, Mu Ye picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

Yan Qingluo was slightly stunned. The chopsticks were the ones she had just held in her mouth and were still stained with her saliva, but Mu Ye didn't even mind.

Thinking of this, her cheeks turned slightly red and she shyly lowered her head to eat the rice.

"Eat some food, Luo'er." Mu Ye kept picking up food for Yan Qingluo.

Yan Qingluo buried his head in eating for a long while. When he looked up, he met Mu Ye's affectionate eyes. He stopped chewing like a rabbit.

Yan Qingluo stared with his big eyes, puffed up his cheeks, and a few grains of rice stuck to the corners of his mouth, like a small animal that was caught stealing food.

Mu Ye looked at Yan Qingluo's funny appearance and burst out laughing. He raised his hand to pick the rice grains from the corner of Yan Qingluo's mouth, and then ... put it in his own mouth!

Yan Qingluo almost spit out her rice. Did she see it right? Mu Ye ate the rice grains stuck to the corner of her mouth ... ate it!

She stretched her neck and swallowed a mouthful of rice with force, almost choking.

"Eat slowly. No one is going to snatch it from you. Drink some soup." Mu Ye raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiling, and said gently and dotingly.

Yan Qingluo picked up the water cup beside him and wanted to drink some water, but he was embarrassed to find that he had drunk all the water without knowing when.

"Would you like some water? Or how about some wine? I have Louis XIII here, would you like to open a bottle?" Mu Ye said as he stood up and was about to get the wine.

"Oh, no, just drink water ... " Yan Qingluo waved her hands. She couldn't drink alcohol. She had decided not to drink anymore.

The first time she was with Mu Ye, she was drunk, and the second time she was with Mu Ye, Mu Ye was drunk.

So, she doesn't plan to drink anymore.

With a "bang", Mu Ye opened the Louis XIII and walked over with a smile.

"I'm happy today, let's drink together."

Happy? He was happy? Yan Qingluo's eyes suddenly lit up, which meant ...

"My brother and Yan's Group ... " Yan Qingluo seized the opportunity to speak.

"I will seriously consider cooperating with Yan Group." As he spoke, Mu Ye had already poured wine for the two of them.

Yan Qingluo drank very restrainedly this time, but she could control herself but not Mu Ye. Mu Ye drank one glass after another very heavily.

"Mu Ye, is there anything happy today?" Yan Qingluo could clearly feel that he was in a good mood today, so he asked casually.

"Well, Xiao Wan finally doesn't have to suffer from illness anymore, and he can finally live the life he wants ... "

Boom!

As Mu Ye was talking, he fell headfirst onto the table.

"Mu Ye, Mu Ye? Hey, wake up!" Yan Qingluo pushed Mu Ye, but there was no response.

"Oh." She sighed and turned to the kitchen.

Yan Qingluo just went to pour a glass of water, but when he came back he found Mu Ye had fallen asleep on the floor.

Yan Qingluo suddenly smiled. It turned out that he also had times when he lost his composure. To be honest, he looked like a naughty child when he was sleeping.

She squatted down and poked his fair face with her hand, "Mu Ye, get up and go to bed."

no response.

"Hurry up and get up. If you don't get up, I won't care about you anymore."

Still no reaction.