As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

Chapter 305: Protecting the country will also protect you (37)

This apron was bought by the original owner at that time. It was a pink Panther apron. It was quite cute, but I had never worn it once.

One reason is that the original owner doesn't like cooking, and the other is that he accidentally bought the wrong one and bought the largest size.

Unexpectedly, this made Xi Chen happy today. Putting on this apron, it was neither too big nor too small, just right.

The man's back is slender and straight, with two slender, precarious ropes tied to his broad back, forming a sharp contrast.

Yu Mu followed his gaze and found that Xi Chen had already walked into the kitchen. He couldn't see anything more, so he had to retract his gaze and continue to watch the TV in front of him.

But for some reason, Yumu couldn't calm down and watch the TV in front of her. It was like she didn't understand why the people on the TV were laughing so happily all of a sudden. She told a joke, what joke?

Yumu felt an inexplicable frown. She turned off the TV, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Just a moment later, Xi Chen had already cooked a dish, and Yu Mu, who had just walked over, could already smell the tangy aroma.

Yumu paused for a moment, then leaned against the wall and watched Xi Chen cooking casually.

It was a very different feeling. The first time he met Xi Chen was on the bus. When he was held hostage by gangsters, Yumu saw Xi Chen sitting on the off-road vehicle at the first sight.

At that time, the man was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, with a short haircut, and sharp and sharp eyebrows. The car was driving very fast, but she still saw the man's dark and heavy eyes, like an eagle, with bloody ferocity.

This is something that belongs to people who have been wandering on the edge of fighting and life and death all year round. It is different from other ordinary people living in peaceful times.

Such people are like distant stars, with a condescending and silent sense of majesty and oppression.

Yumu thought Xi Chen would be someone like him, cold and cruel. But when she actually came into contact with this person later, Yumu realized that she was completely wrong.

Although Xi Chen's appearance and aura may seem like a person who would not let anyone get close to him, and would frighten children to tears just by looking at him, in fact, he is full of dirty talk in private, and he is a complete old rough guy.

But at the same time, the biggest difference between him and Yumu is the values ​​he and Yumu view in this society.

Yumu is cold, selfish and ruthless. She has no so-called compassion or sympathy. She will not feel the slightest sorrow for any suffering or death.

But Xi Chenhui.

He has great love for the country in his heart, selfless dedication to the people of the motherland, and love and loyalty to the national flag rising slowly in front of Tiananmen Square.

His heart is full of Chicheng and hot blood, yearning for a bright future.

Compared with Xi Chen, she is the dirty humanity and cruelty in the dark night.

Therefore, whenever Yumu thinks about it like this, she will feel a little uneasy.

Because she is the one who fears being abandoned and unwanted the most.

"Mumu, how about coming here and trying this soup?"

The man's gentle voice sounded in her ears, and Yumu's eyelashes trembled. She quickly and slowly came back to her senses, with a hint of confusion in her beautiful brown pupils.

The man in front of him is tall and slender, with strong and sharp features. He is clearly a tough guy who licks blood from his knife edge, but he is wearing a pink Pink Panther apron, which looks very inconsistent.

But the man's gentle brows when he looked at her made people feel that the sense of disobedience was not that strong. His dark eyes were like the stars in the sky, bright and gentle like stars.

Yumu's eyelashes trembled slightly as she came back to reality. She walked over. The man picked up the soup spoon on his fingertips and carefully fed the girl a mouthful of soup.

The soup is very fresh.

Yumu glanced sideways at the soup boiling next to him, corn and ribs soup.

"Does it taste good?" Xi Chen asked her, blinking slightly.

Yumu nodded: "Yes."

She pointed to the corn rib soup next to her and said, "I want to eat the ribs."

Hearing this, Xi Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around and put aside the spoon in his hand, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of ribs.

The man blew carefully and said, "Mumu, open your mouth."

Yumu opened his lips and ate the ribs. The ribs were stewed so badly that they almost fell off the bone as soon as he ate them. The meat was very tasty, probably because of the corn. Even the meat of the ribs had a little sweetness.

Yu Mu narrowed his eyes, spat out the bones, and naturally took the chopsticks away from Xi Chen's hand. He walked aside and continued to eat the ribs silently. Sometimes he even nibbled on a piece of corn. Overall, , this corn ribs soup is very suitable for Yumu.

In the past, Hughes and Lin Baiyun would also make corn rib soup for Yumu. When Hughes made it for her for the first time, Yumu liked to drink it. Later, for some unknown reason, Lin Baiyun would also make corn ribs soup for herself, just like Xi Chen does now. Obviously they didn't know that they liked the corn ribs soup they made, but they all made it.

Yumu lowered his long eyelashes and his eyes were a little dark. They probably couldn't communicate with each other.

Yu Mu took a sip of the soup, looked up at Xi Chen who was still simmering potatoes next to him, pursed his lips, and suddenly asked: "Why are you making this soup?"

"Huh?" Xi Chen turned around and looked at her doubtfully.

Yu Mu repeated what he just said. After hearing this, Xi Chen responded strangely: "When I just went to the supermarket to buy food, I saw that there were still some spare ribs left that were not sold out, so I bought some back, thinking I could make some corns. What’s wrong with pork rib soup? Don’t you like it?”

Hearing this, Yumu pursed his lips and shook his head silently: "No, I like it very much."

Xi Chen slightly raised the corners of his lips and smiled. The man reached out and gently wiped the soup stains from the corners of the girl's lips with his fingertips: "As long as you like it, I will make this soup for you next time."

Yumu lowered his eyes, "How do you know how to cook?"

Xi Chen opened the lid and poked the potatoes with chopsticks to see if they were cooked. At the same time, he replied: "In the army, sometimes I come back very late from a mission and my aunt has fallen asleep. There is no one to cook, so I have to I cook by myself. In addition, I am often alone except when I am on a mission. I am not used to the food in Myanmar, so I slowly started to learn to cook by myself.”

"Besides, if I don't know how to cook, how can I take my little friend home?"

Xi Chen suddenly turned his head. The light in the kitchen was cold white. The man's body was slender and tall. Standing in the small kitchen, he actually occupied most of the kitchen visually.

The cold light shone on Xi Chen's body. When he turned his eyes sideways, a shadow fell on his long eyelashes, his long eyebrows were sharp, his dark eyes were half-squinted, and there was a faint smile at the end of his eyes. .