Liu Qianxiu didn't notice anything. Mu Wan looked up at him. He met her gaze, put the bottle aside, and got up and left the cat room.

He is pure and has few desires, and probably doesn't have any online presence. He probably doesn't know about this old joke.

After Liu Qianxiu left, Mu Wan also left the cat room. He kept her for dinner. Out of politeness, she should also go to the kitchen to do some favor. As soon as Mu Wan went out, she saw Zhou Yi sitting upright at the kitchen door.

Zhou Yi was pitch black all over, with shiny hair, and the steady and lazy feeling of a mature cat. It was dark, and the lights were on in the kitchen. Zhou Yi turned over. It looked like a cat in the deep mountains and forests, with some wildness in his golden vertical pupils.

Seeing Mu Wan coming, Zhou Yi called out, his tone was long and distant, like the night in a bamboo forest on a mountain.

Xuanmao was an evil-proof object in ancient times, but in modern times it was gradually misinterpreted into unknowns and disasters, and few people were generally raised by them. Liu Qianxiu is worthy of being a Taoist practitioner and outstanding.

With Zhou Yi's scream, Liu Qianxiu, who was busy in the kitchen, looked back. He was tall and tall, and when he turned around, his hands were on the kitchen counter, waiting for the noodles in the pot to be cooked. The steam was swaying, and the man's black eyes were hidden in the white mist, and Mu Wan felt a hint of cool air like a light fog in the morning.

Even in the kitchen where the fireworks are the most powerful, Liu Qianxiu was not infected with any vulgarity and still looked like a fairy.

"It's very docile," said Liu Qianxiu.

One person and one cat looked at her together, one with a dark eye and the other with a golden eye. Mu Wan looked at them, her eyelids trembled slightly.

"I'm not afraid." Mu Wan put his hands on his knees. The air conditioning in the room was very hot, but she didn't touch Zhou Yi rashly, but just looked at it and asked, "How long have you kept it?"

"One year," said Liu Qianxiu, "it has been raised since it was born."

The woman looked up and looked at it with a clear look in her eyes, saying, "Is the kitten room in the cat room that it used before?"

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu said.

"There are so many orphan cats." She withdrew her gaze and sighed, "Did it also pick it up in the hospital?"

Liu Qianxiu turned around, looked at Zhou Yi squatting on the ground, and said, "No, next to the Taoist temple."

Mu Wan always knew that Liu Qianxiu was a Taoist scholar, but when he heard Liu Qianxiu speak of his Taoist temple, Mu Wan's arms still had goose bumps.

Faith always makes people feel awe-inspiring.

Mu Wan didn't ask any more questions. She looked at the bamboo chopsticks in Liu Qianxiu's hand and straightened her body.

"Do you want help?"

"No need." After Liu Qianxiu said that, he turned around and gently stirred the long rolling surface in the pot with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand. He was skillful in his movements and noble in his posture.

Liu Qianxiu's kitchen is very large and has an island shape. It is facing the door. It is the washing area. On the left is the storage area and on the right is the cooking area. In the center of the kitchen, there is a dining table with a marble table. The high stool is packed inside and it is neat and clean. The entire kitchen utensils should be complete and brand new and neat, demonstrating the owner's high self-discipline and restraint.

Despite Liu Qianxiu's refusal, Mu Wan walked over. As soon as she arrived at the kitchen counter, her eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Yangchun noodles are so fragrant."

It can be seen that she was a little hungry. She supported her hands on her waist and clamped her arms back. Inside the dark green vest, the butterfly bones bloomed.

She stood not far from him, and the rolling water was covered with slender noodles. Liu Qianxiu stirred the bamboo chopsticks in his hand and said, "No lard, sesame oil."

The lard noodles should be used. Freeze them and put a spoonful on the bottom of the bowl and water them with broth. The fresh and fragrant ones are fragrant.

Mu Wan raised her head and smiled at Liu Qianxiu. She thought he was going to avoid food, so she said that. She said, "Sugar oil is also good, I am easy to support."

After saying that, Mu Wan paused and Liu Qianxiu looked over. The two of them looked at each other. Mu Wan looked away. The heat was steaming. She turned her head and continued to look at the soup base. The slightly red earlobe had curved hair, which added a bit of quietness to her.

Liu Qianxiu retracted his gaze, twisted the fire off, and said, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wan handed over the bowl. The soup was bright in front of him, and the woman's slender and white fingers were pressed against the edge of the bowl, like white jade. She was very skillful in this movement, and the two seemed to have a lot of dinner together, and their every move was tacit understanding.

Liu Qianxiu took the bowl and the slender noodles spread out at the bottom of the light brown bowl, like blooming white flowers.

Holding the noodles, Mu Wan pulled the high stool and sat opposite Liu Qianxiu. He took the chopsticks to stir the noodles. In the scent of the smell, Mu Wan took a bite and the taste filled the tip of his tongue. Mu Wan raised his eyes and looked at Liu Qianxiu opposite him through the heat.

The Yangchun noodles made by Liu Qianxiu were as clean, light and very delicious as him. Taoist Master Liu, who was originally light in temperament, became fresh because of this mouthful of noodles.

"It's delicious." Mu Wan praised.

The man looked up at her, stirring the noodles slowly in a smooth manner with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and said calmly: "Eat more."

After hearing his words, Mu Wan ate two bowls.

Mu Wan hasn't had dinner with others for a long time. She doesn't have many notices every week, and the filming time is only three or four days. She stays at home at other times. She almost doesn't eat breakfast, order takeout for lunch, and go to a stall outside for dinner.

She only ate lunch and takeout by herself, and it was deserted. The stalls for dinner were all people, lively and polarized, and there were few scenes like this now.

There was a person sitting opposite, two people holding a bowl of noodles, occasionally communicating, and the bowls and chopsticks touched each other inadvertently, making a slight sound, like a chime that had been covered with dust for a long time, ringing again.

Mu Wan drank the soup base completely, her stomach was very full, and she also filled another place. She didn't remember what it was.

After dinner, Mu Wan didn't bother him anymore and took a taxi home.

He opened the door with the key, and the house was dark. Mu Wan turned on the light and placed the key on the cabinet. The sound of metal hitting each other echoed in the room.

The house was not big, and the small space was obviously very cramped, but it was filled with a sense of emptiness and loneliness. Mu Wan glanced at it and felt it was meaningless, so she turned around and entered the bedroom.

The bedroom was also empty, except for the dead furniture, there was nothing else. Mu Wan felt that her home had never been so empty before. She walked to the bed, sat down, and her body was trapped in the bed, as if surrounded by the bed. She collapsed again in the place filled with Liu Qianxiu's house.

This is a distinctive feeling that has never been seen before.

Three kittens, a bowl of noodle soup, a man, the kitchen was filled with mist, and the marble dining table was so cold that it rubbed across the skin... It was spinning in Mu Wan's mind.

Lin Wei is right. It’s not that she is not afraid of loneliness, but that she regards loneliness as the norm.

"Just a bowl of noodle soup." Mu Wan murmured, feeling that she was too sensitive. After she smiled, she got up and went to the bathroom.

There was no notice the next morning, and Mu Wan stayed in bed as usual. At 10 o'clock in the morning, she was awakened by the conversation outside the door. Hearing the familiar voice, Mu Wan got up from the bed, had long hands and slender feet, and walked quickly to the door and opened the door.

Outside the door, Ma Wu was chatting with the neighbor sister opposite the door. When she heard the sound of the door opening, the old lady looked back, her eyes were filled with joy, and said, "Have you just woke up?"

Mu Wan reached out to take the vegetable basket she was carrying and smiled and said, "I woke up for a while, but I didn't get up. Why didn't you knock on the door when you came here?"

Wu Ma said goodbye to her neighbor's elder sister, and Mu Wan took the vegetables over to her. She closed the door and said, "I just arrived too."

Wu Ma is over 60 years old and is a servant of the Mu family. Mu Wan was the one she saw since she was a child. Mu Wan's mother was kind to her, so since her mother passed away, Wu Ma has been taking care of her. A few years ago, after Mu Wan moved out of the Mu family, Wu Ma would come to her house when she got free, cook for her, and clean up the house.

Wu Ma followed Mu Wan to the kitchen. The house was still the same as when she came last time. Wu Ma's eyes were full of suspicion and looked back and forth twice. When she came back to her senses, Mu Wan leaned her shoulders against the door frame, and was looking at her with her hands and said, "No one."

After being knocked out, Wu Ma smiled shyly. After laughing, she tentatively said: "That was yesterday?"

Mu Wan remembered that when she went downstairs with Liu Qianxiu yesterday, she bumped into the neighbor opposite. The two were chatting so enthusiastically outside just now, probably just talking about her and Liu Qianxiu.

"That's Dr. Liu, he came to my house to get the cat." Mu Wan explained.

Mu Wan knew her concern for Mu Wan, and Mu Wan never hid it from her in terms of feelings.

The light in Wu Ma's eyes became obviously dimmed.

Just when I was at the door, my neighbor's elder sister described it, saying that the man looked good and looked noble, and was very compatible with Mu Wan, with a nose and eyes. Wu Ma was very happy.

Taking out the ingredients in the vegetable basket, Wu Ma muttered: "You are too old, you haven't liked them for so many years? You can find a companion and have dinner together."

Hearing the last sentence, Mu Wan pursed her lips slightly, and her mind rippled. She looked at Wu Ma holding the ingredients out and asked, "Why did you suddenly urge me today?"

Wu Ma thought about it before, but she never urged her.

Wu Ma looked up and sighed in her voice, saying, "Mu Qing brought her boyfriend back yesterday."

When it comes to Mu Qing, Mu Wan's thoughts are over.

Mu Qing is the child of her uncle's family, and the two are cousins. Mu Qing is only two months younger than Mu Wan. Mu Wan lived in the Mu family with her mother since she was a child. The widowed mother took care of the children, so her reputation was not good. Mu Wan's mother is still a member of the Mu family, and although she is given the surname Mu, she has always been regarded as an outsider. Everyone in the Mu family hates her.

Mu Wan and Mu Qing are of the same age, but they are treated completely differently, especially after their mother passed away. So when she was able to reliably live, she moved out of the Mu family.

But a child at home is inevitably compared. Mu Qing was not as good as Mu Wan since childhood. When he was a child, he would cry out in anger. When he grew up, he received education from a famous lady and his emotions were no longer superficial.

"Her boyfriend is the future successor of Shen Group. The two met while traveling abroad. I saw that man's conversation was a very powerful person." After commenting, Wu's mother sighed and said, "So many years, she finally suppressed you."

Mu Wan lowered her eyes and looked at Wu Ma, her eyes were filled with calm wind. She pretended to be dissatisfied and smiled: "Why are you suppressing me? Maybe I'll find someone better."

"Where are you going to find a better one?" Wu Ma looked at her squintly.

Mu Wan joked: "The Shen family is just relying on the Liu family. I'll just find someone from the Liu family."

Wu Ma looked up at her, looked at the joke in her eyes, and said, "I don't want to be very good, just find someone who is good to you. If you find it, you will have relatives again."

Mu Wan smiled.

Without continuing on this topic, Wu Ma took out all the ingredients and asked Mu Wan: "What do you want to eat?"

Mu Wan glanced at the material, licked her lower lip slightly, and said, "Yang Chun noodles."
Chapter completed!