k tears, “Actually, on the afternoon of September 27th, Huanwan went out alone to talk to me. She asked about He Ge… I mean Mr. He, if he liked me. I said I didn't know.”Then she got upset and yelled...Meng Lan lowered her eyes, gazing at Feng Mu's handsome features, her expression filled with a hint of astonishment.

The warm-toned lighting fell on Feng Mu's profile, softening his usually rigid features and adding a layer of indescribable handsomeness to him.

This made Menglan stare blankly.

Suddenly, she remembered the scene of her first sight of Feng Mu.

That was the beginning of the fall semester for freshmen. Feng Mu, as an outstanding senior from the previous year, was responsible for giving them a lecture. He stood in the sunshine, holding a speech manuscript in his hand.

Mulan still remembered the scene from that time. Feng Mu lowered his head, giving a speech to the freshmen in both Chinese and English.

At that time, all the freshmen in the audience were dumbfounded. Most of the girls had admiration in their eyes and couldn't help but exclaim, "He's so handsome! Simply too handsome!"

And Menglan was one of them among this group of girls.

It was from that day onwards that she officially fell for Feng Mu at first sight. To be honest, thinking about it now, it's not surprising at all. After all, who in this world wouldn't be drawn to the sunshine

At that time, Fengmu was like the sun, existing for most people.

Although sunshine is beautiful, when you reach out for it, you can only feel its warmth, but it's difficult to grasp.

"Okay," Feng Mu reminded her in a low voice.

Hearing his voice, Menglan's delicate body trembled slightly and she awoke from her fantasy.

"Thank you."

She stammered a response, then slowly withdrew her hand.

"Don't mention it." Feng Mu's handsome face softened as he reached out to caress her head, "Since you helped me apply medicine yesterday, today I'll return the favor. Neither of us owes each other anything."

Although she said that, Menglan wasn't stupid. Yesterday, she was just applying medicine to Feng Mu, she didn't do anything else at all.

But today Feng Mu helped her fight, driving away those thugs. To be frank, if anything went wrong, he might have lost his life trying to protect her.

So, Menglan knows which is more important.

Thinking of this, a pang of guilt welled up in her heart, and she instinctively opened her mouth to remind him, "Are you hungry"

"Hmm." Feng Mu nodded honestly. "Now that you mention it, I'm actually kind of hungry."

Meng Lan had been waiting for his words, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she quickly opened her mouth to remind him, "Then I'll cook you a meal. What do you want to eat"

"No, your hand isn't working." Feng Mu's gaze was fixed on her freshly bandaged wrist.

"That's true, I suppose." Menglan's brows furrowed, a touch of displeasure crossing her features.

It wasn't that she particularly wanted to cook for Feng Mu, it was just that deep down, she didn't like owing favors to people.

But she didn't really have anything to return the favor. Yesterday, seeing how much Feng Mu enjoyed the dishes she had made for him, she thought about making them again as a thank you.

Feng Mu saw through Meng Lan's heart, the corner of his lips curled into a wry smile. He just wanted to speak up and remind her, "There's no need to thank him."

Perhaps I could use cooking as an excuse to spend a little more time with Menglan.

Thus, his gaze deepened slightly, and he opened his mouth to remind Menglan, "Since that's the case, I'll cook."

"What are you doing" Menglan's face showed surprise, "But didn't you say you couldn't"

"You teach me," Feng Mu said straightly, "I can do the work, and you stand aside and give me instructions. It's not that difficult to cook anyway; it's all about learning from scratch."

After hearing his words, Meng Lan felt it made sense and nodded in agreement.

On the other hand, Feng Mu could easily handle projects worth tens of millions with no difficulty, let alone something as simple as cooking. He definitely wouldn't be stumped by it.

It should...be fine, right

But the reality slapped her hard in the face. She had overestimated Feng Mu way too much.

As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, I saw Feng Mu taking a bunch of celery out of the refrigerator. He simply rinsed it with his hands and then threw it onto the cutting board.

He picked up the kitchen knife and was about to chop.

Just then, Menglan happened to walk to the door and saw this scene. She rushed forward immediately and spoke up to stop him, “Wait a minute, haven’t you ever eaten celery How can you eat it without removing the leaves”

After hearing her words, Feng Mu only responded with a dazed "oh," clutching a bunch of celery in his hand before snapping it at the waist.

Hearing a "snap," Menglan reached out to touch her forehead, a helpless expression on her face.

The sky.

She was a little regretful... wanting to have Feng Mu come into the kitchen.

"Did I do something wrong" But she was furious here, while Feng Mu had a look of innocence on his face, even asking her with grievance.

Even if Meng Lan wanted to get angry, when she saw Feng Mu's clear eyes, it was like punching a cotton cloud; she just couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Yes, you should only pluck the leaves. Let me teach you." Menglan opened her mouth helplessly to remind.

Then, she took a step forward and showed Feng Mu how to remove the leaves, step by step.

And she had just plucked a leaf when Feng Mu refused to let her touch it again. However, he learned quickly and nearly at the fastest speed, he stripped all the leaves off the celery plant.

After Menglan finished reading, a satisfied look appeared in her eyes.

But this made her realize that Feng Mu was truly a kitchen klutz, hopelessly inept.

After the celery is processed, it's time to start chopping. Any vegetable or meat that goes through Feng Mu's hands becomes a variety of sizes.

Although it looks a bit ugly, it's not a big deal. It couldn't possibly be poisonous.

It's when all the celery and meat go into the pot that the real trouble begins.

"Soy sauce first!"

"You use your shovel to stir it a few times, or what are you using that shovel for Just to look at"

"Oh my gosh, that's sugar, not salt!"

After Menglan's rescue, Feng Mu finally brought a dish of stir-fried pork with celery to the table. Although it was cooked, it was... perhaps a little too thoroughly cooked.

Meng Lan looked at the plate of dark dishes, fear flashing in her eyes. She swallowed unconsciously.

This dish... Are you sure it's edible

Feng Mu walked over with two bowls of rice and saw Meng Lan staring blankly at the dish. He hurriedly urged her, "Why aren't you eating"

"Uh, I'm not hungry yet." Menglan smiled awkwardly, making up an excuse.

The most important thing is… to eat

Is it certain that a person can still live after eating this

And Feng Mu also realized how difficult it would be for him to swallow, covering his mouth and awkwardly clearing his throat with a light cough. He spoke softly, reminding her, "If you don't like to eat, we can order takeout."

Order takeout

Wouldn't that be too much of a blow to Feng Mu's pride, after all he put so much effort into it for so long

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