Some even exudes a pungent smell.

This is... food that people eat?!

Mu Yan looked at Di Mingjue's frozen face, stopped plucking the strings, held his cheek with one hand, and looked at the man not far away with a smile, "What's wrong? Do you don't like the food I made with my own hands?"

Di Mingjue was silent for a long time before he said expressionlessly: "I like it!"

After saying that, he sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Seeing him stuffing black food into his mouth, he refused without changing his face and swallowed it.

Even Mu Yan couldn't help but stared at him in surprise.

You know, she is born without cooking talent.

Otherwise, after four years in the mountains, I wouldn’t have asked Xiaobao, a little bean, to take care of her diet.

What she makes is something she hates, let alone dogs.

Even her kiss Xiaobao was determined not to take a bite.

But Di Mingjue ate all the things without changing his face.

He saw that he had really finished a plate of dishes.

But Mu Yan was a little uneasy, "You...really, can you tell me?"

Di Mingjue glanced at her sideways and said coldly: "As long as it is made by the wife, I like to eat whatever it is!"

Mu Yan: "?!!!!" Who is your wife?

After a strange silence for a while, Mu Yan suddenly curled the corners of his lips and chuckled: "It's not a blessing in life if you have food but no wine, and there's no joy. Why not play a song for you?"

"..." Di Mingjue stared at her coldly, without saying or moving.

He looks pissy.

But Mu Yan understood in a flash, "Di Mingjue."

However, this time, Lord Jun was still dissatisfied, "It's so unfamiliar!"

It's like if you don't call me, I won't eat or listen to the song.

Mu Yan gritted his teeth and finally squeezed out two words from the cracks of his teeth: "A Jue!"

It should have been a very humiliating thing for the dignified king to be called "Ajue".

But Di Mingjue seemed to be satisfied and lowered his head to continue eating foods that were more terrible than pig food.

But Mu Yan couldn't help but touch her cheek.

Di Mingjue called out the intimate name "Ajue", but she had no reaction yet, but she blushed inexplicably and couldn't control herself.

Taking a deep breath, after calming down, Mu Yan began to gently pluck the strings.

The melodious and moving music flowed from her fingertips and slowly lingered in the room.

Di Mingjue originally just focused on eating "pig food" and watching "wife".

But slowly, he found that the blood on his body seemed to be gradually boiling.

Then, the heat in the whole body gathers to a certain part of the body.

And in his eyes, Mu Yan, who was not far away, seemed to be charming and enchanting at this moment.

The pink and slightly opened mouth, the snow-white skin looming under the collar, and the plain white fingers that gently plucked the strings, were hooked as if the desire in his body.

Di Mingjue could no longer hold it up and suddenly stood up and strode towards Mu Yan.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end!

Di Mingjue picked up Mu Yan from the position.

The tall figure firmly wrapped her slender body.

The scorching breathing was blown by the girl's blowing, but it was faintly exposed to her pink cheeks.

"Mu Yan, I am pleased with you!" He said the words buried in his heart for a long time in a hoarse voice.

His big hand pressed the back of Mu Yan's neck and leaned over to kiss Mu Yan's pink lips.

Since the Jinhong Sect parting was completely rejected by Mu Yan.

He has always thought of the sweet and seductive taste.
Chapter completed!