318 It's almost... I can't hold it anymore

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"Naturally." Di Mingjue snorted disdainfully.

Who else can do it except me?

Mu Yan was really stunned this time, "You, cook for me yourself?"

"Naturally!" Still the same answer.

"But why?"

Obviously he is a high-ranking emperor, and obviously this person from the martial arts continent is just an insignificant ant to him.

Obviously... he should be admired by all the people of the world, the person who makes all women flock to him and love him like a madman.

Why would such a person wear such a ridiculous apron and wash his hands and make soup for himself.

Di Mingjue approached her slightly, and said slowly, "Because, Muyan, the food you cook is too unpalatable, and it's not good for your health."

Muyan's forehead blue veins jumped suddenly.

This bastard! What moved is really a cloud.

She raised the corners of her lips, revealing a sarcastic but charming smile, "It's not good for your health, Lord Jun ate so much that day? I thought Lord Jun was very satisfied with my craftsmanship!"

"Well, satisfied." Di Mingjue said without changing his face, "As long as it is made by Muyan, I am satisfied. Even if I eat it for a lifetime, it doesn't matter."

Mu Yan was stunned for a moment.

But I heard Di Mingjue continue: "But, you and Xiaobao can't. You are weak, Xiaobao is still a child, you can't eat those... In the future, I will eat what you make, and I will be responsible for your diet. ."

"I said that the chef who made these dishes, as long as you like it, can let him accompany you for the rest of your life."

Muyan stared at him dazedly, a roar in her ears, as if she could hear a deafening heartbeat for a while.

Her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

She thought that there might never be another person in this world, like the man in front of her, who could forget her identity and do anything inappropriate for her for her.

Mu Yan had a bad feeling.

If Di Mingjue's feelings have always been so fiery and decisive.

If she continues to get along with this man day and night, she will soon be unable to keep her heart.

"What are you doing looking at me stupidly?" Di Mingjue frowned slightly, and added vegetables to her plate, his movements were gentle, but his tone was a little unkind, "Even if you want to cultivate ephemeral flowers, you can't stop eating. I know that you don't eat anything for four hours, and you only play the piano, you won't want to see Xiaobao again."

This time, it was rare for Mu Yan not to contradict him.

Instead, he silently sent the dish that Di Ming Jue had brought into his mouth.

The stir-fried vegetables are spicy and delicious, but in Muyan's mouth, they only feel a touch of sourness and a touch of sweetness.

Seeing that Di Mingjue was still serving food for himself.

Mu Yan suddenly picked up a piece of shrimp and stuffed it into Di Mingjue's mouth, "Don't you want to taste your own craft?"

Di Mingjue was stunned, and then he chewed the shrimp into his stomach expressionlessly.

No one noticed that his ears were quietly red.

The corners of his mouth also curled up in a shallow arc.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly coughed lightly and said, "Ben-jun is also hungry, you continue to give me some food."

He wouldn't say that his current body doesn't need to eat any food at all.

Even in Yanwu Continent, there is no hunger at all.

Mu Yan blinked, "Aren't the chopsticks there?"