Chapter 7:

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Liu Qianxiu didn't notice anything. Mu Wan looked up at him. He looked at her, put the baby bottle aside, and got out of the cat room.
He was so indifferent that he probably didn't get on the net. He should not know about this kind of old stalk.
A short time after Liu Qianxiu left, Mu Wan also left the cat room. He kept her for dinner, and out of politeness she should go to the kitchen to help. As soon as Mu Wan went out, she saw Zhou Yi sitting at the door of the kitchen.
Zhou Yi is completely black and shiny, with the stability and laziness of a mature cat. It's getting dark, the kitchen is on, Zhou Yi has turned his back, it's like a cat in the mountains and the old forest, and there are some wildness in the gold vertical pupil.
Seeing Mu Wan coming, Zhou Yi called out, his tone was long and long, like the night in the high mountain bamboo forest.
Black cats were evil spirits in ancient times, but modern times are gradually misinterpreted as unknown and disasters, and few people generally raise them. Liu Qianxiu deserves to be a monk, and is outstanding.
With Zhou Yi's cry, Liu Qianxiu, who was busy in the kitchen, looked back. He is tall and tall, with long legs. When he turned back, his hands were on the kitchen counter, waiting for the noodles in the pot to cook. The steam simmered, and the man's dark and bright eyes were hidden in the white mist, and Mu Wan felt a slight mist of cool air in the morning.
Even in the kitchen with the heaviest pyrotechnics, Liu Qianxiu placed himself there without any tackiness on his body.
"It's very docile," Liu Qianxiu said.
One person and one cat looked at her together, one with dark eyes and one with golden eyes. Mu Wan stared at them with a slight tremor.
"I'm not afraid." Mu Wan had her hands on her knees. The room was very cold, but she was a little hot. She didn't rush to touch Zhouyi, she just looked at it and asked, "How long have you kept it?"
"One year," said Liu Qianxiu. "Since it was born, it has been raised."
The woman looked up, her eyes clear, and said, "Is the kitten room in the cat room the one it used before?"
"Well." Liu Qianxiu said.
"There are so many orphan cats." She looked back and said with emotion, "Is it also found in the hospital?"
Liu Qianxiu turned around and looked at Zhou Yi squatting on the ground, saying: "No, next to Taoist Temple."
Mu Wan always knew that Liu Qianxiu was a believer, but I really heard that Liu Qianxiu said that he had a goosebump on his arm.
Faith is always awe-inspiring.
Mu Wan didn't ask any more. She looked at the bamboo chopsticks in Liu Qianxiu's hands and straightened her body.
"Do you need help?"
"No." Liu Qianxiu said, then turned around, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand gently stirred the long noodles in the pot. Skilled and noble.
Liu Qianxiu's kitchen is large and island-shaped. The washing area is facing the door, the storage area is on the left, and the cooking area is on the right. In the center of the kitchen, there is a dining table with a marble table. clean. The entire kitchen utensils should be complete, brand new and tidy, showing the owner's high degree of self-discipline and temperance.
Despite Liu Qianxiu's refusal, Mu Wan went over. When she arrived at the kitchen counter, her eyes brightened and she smiled: "Yangchun noodles are so fragrant."
It can be seen that she is a bit hungry. She put her hands on her waist, her arms folded back, and her butterfly bones bloomed in her dark green vest.
She stood not far from him. Under the tumbling water was slender noodles. Liu Qianxiu stirred bamboo chopsticks in his hands and said, "No lard, sesame oil."
Yangchun noodles are made of lard. After freezing, put a spoonful at the bottom of the bowl and water it with broth.
Mu Wan raised her head and smiled at Liu Qianxiu. She said this because she thought he had a bad taste. She said, "The sesame oil is also very good, and I am very good at feeding."
After speaking, Mu Wan said a tone, Liu Qianxiu looked over, and the two looked at each other, Mu Wan looked away. The steam was steaming, and she turned to look at the bottom of the soup. There was crooked broken hair under the reddish earlobe, which added a sense of demure to her.
Liu Qianxiu looked back, twisted the fire away, and said, "OK."
As soon as his voice fell, Mu Wan handed it over while holding a bowl. In the bowl in front, the soup was bright and bright, and the woman's slender, white fingers clasped on the edge of the bowl, like white jade. She is very skilled in this movement. The two seem to eat together often, and they are tacit understanding.
Liu Qianxiu took the bowl, and the slender noodles spread out at the bottom of the light coffee-colored bowl, like white flowers blooming.
Holding the noodles, Mu Wan opened the high stool and sat opposite Liu Qianxiu, took the chopsticks and stirred the noodles. In the tangy aroma, Mu Wan took a bite, and the taste filled the tip of her tongue. Mu Wan looked up at the opposite Liu Qianxiu through the heat.
Yang Qianxiu's noodles made by Yang Qianxiu are just like him. They are clean, light and very flavorful. Liu Daochang, who was originally low in temperament, became alive because of this mouth.
"It's delicious." Mu Wan praised.
The man looked up at her, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand stirred the noodles slowly and quietly, "Eat more."
After listening to his words, Mu Wan ate two bowls.
Mu Wan hasn't eaten with anyone for a long time. She doesn't have many announcements every week, and the time of filming is only three or four days. At other times, she is at home. Breakfast is hardly eaten, lunch is called takeaway, and dinner is served outside.
She ate lunch for herself, deserted, and the stalls for dinner were all people. It was lively, polarized, and there were few scenes like this.
There was a person sitting opposite, two people each holding a bowl of noodles, and occasionally exchanged two sentences. The tableware chopped inadvertently and made a slight sound, like a long-distant bell, which was re-knocked.
Mu Wan drank the soup clean, her stomach was full, and she filled another place. She didn't remember what it was.
After dinner, Mu Wan didn't bother again, and took a taxi to go home.
Opening the door with the key, the house was dark. Mu Wan turned on the light and put the key on the cabinet. The sound of metal collision echoed in the room.
The house is not large, the small space is very aggressive, but it is permeated with loneliness. Mu Wan glanced, feeling boring, and turned into the bedroom.
The bedroom was also empty. There was no other thing besides the lifeless furniture. Mu Wan felt that the home had not been so empty before. She went to the bed, sat down, and fell into the bed as if surrounded by the bed. Where Liu Qianxiu's house was filled, it collapsed again.
This is a sharpness that has never been seen before.
Three kittens, a bowl of noodle soup, a man, the kitchen was foggy, and the marble dining table was so cold that it rubbed across the skin ... in Mu Wan's mind.
Lin Wei was right, she was not afraid of loneliness, it was she who made loneliness the norm.
"It's just a bowl of soup noodles," Mu Wan muttered, feeling too sensitive. After she smiled, she got up and went to the bathroom.
The next morning there was no announcement. Mu Wan stayed in bed as usual. At 10 am, she was awakened by a conversation outside the door. Hearing a familiar voice, Mu Wan got up from the bed, slender with long hands and long feet, walked quickly to the door and opened the door.
Outside the door, Wu's mother was chatting with her neighbor's elder sister, and when she heard the door open, the old woman looked back, and she was so happy that she just woke up?
Mu Wan reached out to take the basket of vegetables in her hand and smiled, "Wake up for a while, but just didn't get up. Why didn't you come knocking at the door?"
Wu Ma said goodbye to her neighbor's eldest sister, and the vegetables in her hand were passed by Mu Wan. She closed the door and said, "I just arrived."
Wu Ma is over sixty years old and is a helper of Mu Family. Mu Wan's mother has kindness to her, so since her mother died, Wu Ma has been taking care of her. After Mu Wan moved out of the Mu family a few years ago, Wu Ma would come to her house when she was free, cook meals for her, and clean up the house.
Wu Ma went to the kitchen with Mu Wan. The family was still the same as when she came last time. Wu Ma looked suspiciously in her eyes and looked back and forth twice. When she returned, Mu Wan leaned on the door frame with her shoulders in her arms. She looked at her arm and said, "No one."
When she was broken, Wu Ma smiled a little. After she smiled, she tentatively said, "What about yesterday?"
Mu Wan remembered that when she and Liu Qianxiu came downstairs yesterday, they bumped into the opposite neighbor. The two were chatting so hot outside just now. It is estimated that she talked with Liu Qianxiu.
"That's Dr. Liu. He came to my house to get a cat." Mu Wan explained.
She cares about Mu Wan. Mu Wan knows it, and emotionally, Mu Wan never hides her.
The light in Wu's eyes faded.
When I was just at the door, the description of the neighbor's older sister said that the man looked good, looked expensive, was especially good with Mu Wan, and had a nose and eyes. Wu Ma was happy to follow the meal.
Taking out the ingredients in the vegetable basket, Wu Ma said, "You're the oldest, and you haven't liked them for so many years? You can find a companion and eat together."
After hearing the last sentence, Mu Wan's lip line was slightly swollen, and her head was rippling, watching Wu Ma holding the ingredients outside and asking, "Why did you suddenly urge it today?"
Wu Ma thought about it before, but never urged her.
Wu Ma looked up, sighed in her voice, and said, "Mu Qing brought her boyfriend back yesterday."
When it comes to Mu Qing, Mu Wan thoughts closed.
Mu Qing is a child of her uncle's family and the two are cousins. Mu Qing is only two months younger than Mu Wan. Mu Wan grew up with her mother in Mu's house, and her widow brought her children. Mu Wan's mother is still a Mu family, and although she was named Mu, she has always been an outsider, and everyone in Mu family hates her.
Mu Wan and Mu Qing, who are similar in age, are treated completely differently, especially after the death of their mother. So, after she was able to support herself, she moved out of the Mu family.
However, a child at home will inevitably be compared. Mu Qing was younger than Mu Mu since he was a child. When he was young, he would cry with anger. When he grew up, he received education from a celebrity, and his emotions were no longer superficial.
"Her boyfriend is the future successor of the Shen Group. The two met each other when they were traveling abroad. I think the man's talk is a very powerful person." After finishing the evaluation, Wu Ma sighed and said, " After all these years, she finally overwhelmed you. "
Mu Wan looked down at Wu's mother's eyes, her eyes were full of light clouds, and she smiled pretendingly: "Why do you press me? Maybe I'll find a better one."
"Where are you looking for more powerful?" Wu Ma squinted at her.
Mu Wan joked: "The Shen family is just relying on the Liu family. I can't find a Liu family."
Wu Ma looked up at her, looked at the joke in her eyes, and said, "Don't ask for more, just find someone who is good to you. Once you find it, you can be considered a relative again."
Mu Wan smiled.
Without continuing to talk on this topic, Wu Ma took out all the materials and asked Mu Wan: "What do you want to eat?"
Mu Wan glanced at the material, licked her lower lip, and said, "Yangchun Noodle."