Chapter 866: I'll eat what you make

Yan Anxi waved his hand casually: "I'm so idle that I'm here to see you. When you work, you have to pay attention to your health. By the way, when can I have a girlfriend, it's best..."

"Sister, okay, okay, I know."

"What? Do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"No, elder sister is like mother, you are all for my own good..."

The siblings chatted for a while and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Yan Anxi asked the servants of Nianhua Villa to make a special lunch to deliver.

She also felt sorry for her only brother, who shouldered the responsibility of the company, and was single... Alas, she, as a sister, was also worried.

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In the Mu Family Group.

Mu Chi Yao’s work today is relatively leisurely, so... inevitably, he thought of what happened this morning.

Yan Anxi was obviously angry, but she said it was okay.

Did he do something wrong?

She envied Chen Beicheng for taking Mu Yao to the streets and alleys for delicious food, and he could do it too.

Why is her expression wrong?

Do you still have to ask Chenbeicheng for advice? Forget it, he will inevitably be ridiculed by him again.

Just as he was thinking, Chen Hang suddenly sent an invitation: "Mr. Mu, there is a banquet at the Mucheng Hotel tonight, and the invitation letter has been handed over."

Mu Chi Yao picked it up and saw it was the wedding of the mayor's daughter.

Then, it is necessary to attend such occasions.

He stood up with the invitation: "If you have anything to do, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Chen Hang looked at Mr. Mu in amazement, "Aren't it... Mr. Mu, you are leaving now?"

But Chen Hang only dared to think in his heart, and never dared to say it out loud, so he nodded: "Yes, Mr. Mu."

Mu Chi Yao took off his suit jacket and left the office.

In the villa of Nianhua.

Yan Anxi is learning to make pastries.

Well, Mu Chi Yao doesn't let her go into the kitchen and make some kidney-tonifying things for him. Then she learns to make pastries, so she can do it.

You don't have to touch open flames or something, you can pass the time.

After she learned it well, she would give Mu Chi Yao the same one.

Well... although he doesn't like these desserts very much.

When Mu Chi Yao came back, he heard that Yan Anxi was in the kitchen and was stunned for a moment.

Why did she go to the kitchen again? She was thinking about giving him... kidney-tonifying food?

Not all of them have been explained clearly. He didn't touch her because she was pregnant. She probably wouldn't be able to get along with his... kidneys, right?

The housekeeper said with a smile: "Mr. Mu, my wife is learning to make pastries. She said she wants to learn the same thing every day and then make it for you to eat with her own hands."

Mu Chi Yao nodded then, with a look of relief.

If he nourishes his kidneys again... he is afraid he will have nosebleeds.

Yan Anxi stood in front of the liquor table and looked at the pastry that had just been baked, which was emitting a milky aroma, and was very satisfied.

The pastry chef stood aside and guided her what to do next.

"Don't have too much cream? Chi Yao doesn't like to eat too sweet, well... it would be better to sprinkle a little cocoa powder."

Mu Chi Yao leaned at the kitchen door and heard her whispering to herself, chanting his name, unconsciously curling the corners of her lips.

The pastry chef saw him and was about to make a sound, but he raised his hand to stop him, and then waved his hand.

Yan Anxi was very serious and did not notice these details at all.

The pastry chef left quietly with tactfulness. Mu Chiyao walked behind Yan Anxi with an unfast and slow pace.

Yan Anxi still didn't notice it.

"What should I do next? Where is the fruit? Is it better to add yellow peaches, or is it more beautiful to cherries? If you add a little cream, it seems more perfect..."

She was talking to herself, and her broad and big hands reached out from behind and surrounded her slender waist.

Yan Anxi called out softly: "Ah..."

Before she could react, she had already been trapped in Mu Chi Yao's arms.

She leaned in his arms and raised her head to smile at him: "Why are you back? It's still early..."

"I miss you, so I'm back."

"This is sweet..." Yan Anxi smiled shyly, "I have cream on my hands, don't rub it against your suit."

Mu Chi Yao didn't care at all: "Stay going to be yours."

"But if you hold me like this, I can't continue making dessert..."

"Aren't you almost done it?"

Yan Anxi was helpless and couldn't push him away. After thinking about it, he could only play tricks and apply the butter on his face: "Don't make trouble."

A pale flash appeared on Mu Chi Yao's cheeks in an instant, and he looked...well, a little funny.

Seeing him like this, Yan Anxi couldn't help laughing: "Hey, this looks pretty good."

"Yeah?"

"Of course." Yan Anxi said seriously, "Anyway, you are pretty, and every angle is pretty."

Mu Chi Yao raised his eyebrows, suddenly lowered his head, and quickly rubbed the butter from his cheek against her.

Okay, now both of them are there.

"You look good like this," Mu Chi Yao said, "How do you feel?"

"Hate."

Yan Anxi said with a smile, not caring about the butter on his face: "Okay, I'm really ready, you can try it then."

The two of them are now very funny.

Yan Anxi didn't expect Mu Chi Yao to suddenly use this trick. Well, it's a little fun between husband and wife!

Mu Chi Yao is in the company on weekdays, serious and serious, so he will only have such an unknown side when he returns home and is in front of her.

The big president, who is above ten thousand people in the company, will now rub cream on her face childishly.

Alas... it's really unexpected!

"Or who else do you want to taste it?"

"Didn't you say that you don't like sweets?"

Who knew that Mu Chi Yao answered with confidence: "I will eat what you cook."

Yan Anxi couldn't help but smile and bent her eyebrows: "Okay."

She was about to withdraw her hand, but Mu Chi Yao suddenly held her hand: "Wait a minute, there is still a little cream here."

There was still a little cream left on Yan Anxi's fingertips.

"Ah... it's okay," she said, "I'll just wipe it."

As she was talking, she was about to take out tissues, she suddenly felt a wet finger.

Yan Anxi was completely stupid.

She was stiff, her whole body trembled slightly, and her cheeks turned red.

Because she saw...

Mu Chi Yao lowered his head directly, opened his mouth gently, took her fingertips, and carefully licked off the cream on her fingertips.

Yan Anxi bit his lower lip lightly, but he didn't know how to react.

He was too... too... oops, she was embarrassed to say it.

She only felt that her fingertips were wet and moist, and she also had a strange itch. The tip of Mu Chi Yao's tongue seemed to have magic power.

It’s not true if you take it back, nor if you don’t take it back.
Chapter completed!