Elegant movements and noble temperament.

Even though he was standing in such a simple house, he looked noble and calm, which did not affect his usual image at all.

Mo Shangyun stared at him for a while.

Yan Tianxing took out the chopping board and kitchen knife with ease, first put two eggs into a bowl and beat them, then soaked the glutinous rice in a bowl, and then started to cut cabbage and minced meat.

He does these things in an orderly and unhurried manner. He is obviously cooking, but in his hands, it is no different from maintaining firearms and ammunition.

It looks very touching.

The hot water bottle was placed on the lower abdomen. It was very warm, but it was rare that I felt a little sleepy.

Even looking at Yan Tianxing, the sleepiness cannot be relieved.

After about twenty minutes, when Yan Tianxing had almost finished processing the ingredients, Mo Shangyun thought about it and asked him, "Do you have a mobile phone?"

Yan Tianxing put down the kitchen knife, glanced at Mo Shangjun, and said, "Get it yourself."

After saying that, he reached out and opened the rice pot next to him. Steaming water mist came out, but he stirred it a few times with a rice spoon, and then poured a cup of juice with an indescribable color into it.

"what is that?"

Putting down the hot water bottle, Mo Shangyun stood up and walked closer, his eyes lingering on the pot for a moment.

"food."

Yan Tianxing answered him lazily, stirred a few times, and put the lid on the pot again.

Mo Shangjun glanced at him sideways, "Where is it?"

"right."

Yan Tianxing said calmly, standing still and raising his right hand slightly to make it easier for Mo Shangyun to reach out and take it.

Mo Shangjun stretched his hand down the pocket of his military trousers to find his cell phone.

The fabric is very thin, and fingers groping through it feel like teasing.

"Don't move." Yan Tianxing frowned slightly.

"..."

Mo Shangyun also realized something, quickly got the phone and took his hand back.

"Um..." Mo Shangyun turned sideways, with his back to Yan Tianxing, cleared his throat, and said relaxedly, "You continue to work."

Yan Tianxing's eyes were gloomy, and his cold gaze swept across the back of her neck, feeling angry and helpless.

at the same time--

Mo Shangjun walked back with his mobile phone. The screen of his mobile phone lit up. Before he could open the lock screen, he saw the latest WeChat message.

Remarks: Team Jiang.

——Hey, didn’t you just go to Ancheng to help with the assessment? Why are you asking?

——Is there some little girl hidden in Ancheng?

——That’s not right, you are so busy, do you still have time to make food?
Chapter completed!