C29 Suddenly a Touch of Tenderness Appeared
C29 Suddenly a Touch of Tenderness Appeared
Pei Yifeng coughed lightly and said slowly. He watched helplessly as Second Brother's expression became colder and colder. He licked his lips again and hurriedly said, " Second Brother, don't be anxious. Isn't the stepmother cooking right now? She should be able to eat it in a while... "
He had forgotten that if he played with anyone, he shouldn't play with Second Brother. It would really cost him his life!
When Mo Wan heard him, the kitchen knife in her hand almost fell to her feet. She really wanted to slap the talkative Pei Yifeng to death with one slap!
His deep gaze swept over Mo Wan with ridicule and disdain. Even the words that came out of his mouth were full of disdain. "Do you think I will touch something made by this kind of woman?"
He even felt that touching it was dirty!
The words of contempt and ridicule were like she was the dirtiest trash. An angry flame flowed all over Mo Wan's body, but she forcefully endured it and did not flare up!
It was not worth to bicker with this kind of person! It was not worth bickering with this kind of person! She repeated in her heart time and time again!
Seeing Pei Yihuan's figure walk out, Mo Wan let out a slight sigh of relief. Her gaze landed snappily on Pei Yifeng who was still leaning on the side. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"Why should I leave? I'm still waiting for my stepmother's supper!" Pei Yihuan had a smile on his face, and he looked like he deserved a beating!
Her subordinate cut the celery skillfully while she said coldly, "You dare to eat the food Snow White's stepmother made? Aren't you afraid of getting poisoned to death? Look at how wise and cowardly Second Brother is. He was afraid that the food I made would poison him to death, so he didn't even dare to touch it and left. You should also cherish your life. Hurry up and leave! "
Hearing her words, Pei Yifeng raised his eyebrows. Before he could say anything, Pei Yihuan, who was about to walk out of the kitchen, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"What happened to Second Brother?" Pei Yifeng looked at him in confusion.
"I would like to see if Snow White's stepmother made something that would poison me..."
Mo Wan froze on the spot when she heard him. She was almost dumbfounded. "You..."
What did he say?
What did he just say?
"What? Afraid that you won't poison me to death?" Pei Yihuan sneered coldly. "Now, you're the one who's afraid, huh?"
Pei Yifeng, who was standing next to him, was gloating. He added fuel to the fire and said, "You dare to look down on me, Second Brother. I also want to see if Snow White's vicious stepmother can poison me and Second Brother to death!"
As he spoke, he moved the two reclining chairs to the kitchen door and looked at Pei Yihuan with a fawning look. "Second Brother, sit!"
Then, with a pleased expression, he said to Mo Wan like Yang Bai Lao. "What are you looking at? Hurry up and make it! Also, if you dare to put random ingredients in the dishes, don't even think about taking a step out of the kitchen tonight! "
So the purpose of moving those two reclining chairs was to monitor her?
Tch, so childish!
Mo Wan frowned. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. She did not have the energy to continue with them. Wasn't it just a meal? She just had to do it well. She still had to go to work at seven o'clock tomorrow morning!
Taking a deep breath, she tried her best to ignore the strong pressure and cut the beans in her hands.
In an instant, the kitchen became extremely quiet, only the sound of cutting vegetables could be heard.
Gradually, Mo Wan's originally stiff body became soft and all of her attention was focused on cooking.
Under the dim light, the woman in front of her lowered her head slightly, revealing her white and beautiful profile. Her slender hands moved through the basin, washing the tomatoes until they were both red and red. The corner of her mouth raised slightly.
Unconsciously, Pei Yihuan's eyes looked at the gentle and beautiful smile on her lips. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and the slender figure in front of him seemed to merge with another figure bit by bit.
His thoughts were a little lost as he stared deeply at Mo Wan. No, it also seemed like he was looking at another person through Mo Wan.
Even the ice in his eyes was gradually dissipating and was replaced by a touch of undetectable tenderness.
Pei Yifeng, who was at the side, frowned in shock. When this stepmother smiled, she looked like Ms Zuo, really like Ms Zuo!
He had never paid attention to her before. Now, he realized that she was somewhat similar to Ms Zuo!
Pei Yifeng turned his gaze and looked at Second Brother beside him. He saw that Second Brother's eyes were slightly narrowed and his face was deep. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Without saying anything, he swallowed the words that had reached the corner of his mouth. Even he could tell that the two of them were similar, so how could Second Brother not see it?
Ms Zuo had always been the hurdle in Second Brother's heart.
In about an hour, Mo Wan had already prepared four dishes and a soup. Celery beef shredded pork, mapo tofu, stir-fried bean curd, spicy chicken, and fresh fish soup.
Although she should not have spicy food before going to bed at night, it had been a long time since she had spicy food. For people who did not have spicy food, it was torture!
She lifted the plate on the table and raised her head. Then, she crashed into a pair of pupils. They were deep like the sea, black like flowing ink, layered over each other, as if they were going to suck people in!
Mo Wan was stunned and looked at Pei Yihuan in a daze.
His eyes did not have the usual coldness and ridicule. Instead, they were deep, gentle, like the most gorgeous flowing ink, and some emotions that she could not see clearly!
But why did he look at her like that?
Frowning, she was still confused and confused when Pei Yihuan suddenly withdrew his gaze and returned to his usual indifference. He coldly swept a glance at Mo Wan, stood up, and walked out of the kitchen.
Compared to just now, his mood seemed to be a little worse.
"Second Brother, are you not going to eat?" Pei Yifeng was still shouting behind his back.
... "" In response to him, there was a sound of people going upstairs. Their footsteps were a little heavy.
Mo Wan only felt that it was strange, but she could not deny that his departure would allow her to have a good meal!
"Aren't you afraid that I will poison you to death?" Mo Wan looked at Pei Yifeng who sat down on his own accord and snorted.
"I'm not afraid!" Pei Yifeng picked up the chopsticks and picked up some spicy chicken and put it into his mouth. His eyes immediately lit up and he said, "As expected, to catch a man, you must first grab his stomach. Evil stepmother, you have successfully grabbed my stomach, my person! You will be my personal chef from now on. You have to be at my call! "
"Bah!" Mo Wan glared at him unhappily.
In the end, almost all the dishes on the table were stuffed into Pei Yifeng's stomach. She only ate a little bit and did not even drink a mouthful of fish soup!
The night became darker and darker.
A tall figure stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. He stood there motionless like a statue, but the ring of smoke between his fingers was floating up in circles.
His handsome and indifferent face was shrouded in smoke, like fog but not fog. After a long time, he slowly pulled his thin lips and two words spilled out, "Zuo Lan..."
Early in the morning.
At the set.
"This is your fur coat after you dried it for me?" The hand that was smeared with red nail polish twisted a corner of the fur coat in disgust. Zhu Birann stared angrily at Mo Wan.