Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

Tao Yuhao's little expression was quite arrogant and proud.

Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile.

Tao Yu felt that Jing Moyan just asked her to pretend to be his girlfriend, and he didn't really like her.

She was threatening him like this. In order not to marry her, he dared not do anything to her.

Thinking of this, Tao Yuhao became even more proud, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he looked at Jing Moyan with a smile: "Why, are you afraid?"

"En." Jing Moyan nodded, raised his lips, and revealed a faint smile.

Tao Yuhao sat up straight, hummed softly twice, with a victorious look.

Jing Moyan looked at her, her black pearl eyes seemed to be reflected on the shimmering lake, making one want to watch quietly.

Tao Yuhao didn't seem to know that Jing Moyan was staring at her, she raised her head and looked around.

Muttering in his mouth: "Jing Moyan, thanks to you, this is the first time I've lived in such a high-end house in twenty years."

For a master like Jing Moyan, this villa is very ordinary, far from high-end.

"As long as you behave well, I can give you one."

"Ah..." Tao Yu listened carefully, and looked at him pretending to be surprised: "Really?"

Jing Moyan's deep eyes met her sharp eyes: "Yes."

Tao Yuhao clenched his fists and put them in front of him, looking at him obsessively and lovingly: "Lord, you are so handsome. But the little girl is so lucky, I can't bear your love, I'd better refuse your kindness with pain."

Jing Moyan patted her forehead with a palm: "The acting skills are exaggerated."

Tao Yu frowned displeasedly, rubbed the place he patted and complained: "Can't you be gentler?"

"Can you cook noodles?" The man's voice was low.

Tao Yuhao rolled his eyes at him, his brows raised, and his eyes were even darker.

How dare she roll her eyes at him?

"I grew up in the countryside. When I was a child, I helped my heartless cheap scumbag breakfast shop. I can stir-fry vegetables and cook noodles. It's rare for me." The girl said.

"Go cook the noodles."

"Oh." Tao Yuhao stood up, looked left and right, "Jing Moyan, this villa is so big, don't you want a nanny? Also, where is the kitchen?"

"The housekeeper and Aunt Qing will be back tomorrow." Jing Moyan pointed in one direction: "The kitchen is over there."

Tao Yuhao pursed his lips and walked towards the direction he pointed.

After Tao Yuhao entered the kitchen, Jing Moyan brought over the computer on the coffee table.

Just entering the working state, there was a "bang" from the kitchen.

Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and glanced at him.

"Why put it so high?"

Tao Yuhao's voice came.

Jing Moyan sighed softly, shook his head, got up, and went to the kitchen.

in the kitchen.

Tao Yuhao stood in front of the freezer, stood on tiptoes, raised his arms high, but still couldn't catch the dough cake on the top layer.

Holding the freezer with his unraised hand, his body was tilted to one side.

It's just a freezer, why buy such a high price?

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure, Tao Yuhao hadn't turned his face to look at him before he walked up behind her.

The man stood behind her, as if there was a tower behind her, and her whole body was covered by this body.

His breath also lingered in her nose, clean and clear, with his unique smell.

He seemed to be very close to her, and she felt a flame-like temperature.

The man raised his hand, easily took off the bread that she couldn't catch, and handed it to her ear.

Tao Yuhao turned around quickly.

As soon as he raised his head, he bumped into his deep eyes.

The cool breath became more intense.

Jing Moyan looked at her silently, his expression was indifferent and cold, without any emotion.

Tao Yu wanted to take the noodles from him: "I'll cook the noodles."

Jing Moyan withdrew his hand, "I'll do it."

Tao Yuhao quickly grabbed his hand, and said dog-leggedly: "You are the honorable Young Master Mo, how dare you let you do this kind of rough work, I will do this kind of rough work."

Cooking noodles is rough work?

Jing Moyan glanced at her lightly.

Turn around and walk to the stove.

The kitchen is very spacious, the countertops are made of marble, and the tableware and kitchen utensils are neatly arranged.

With a kitchen like this, no one will hate cooking.

"Jing Moyan, let me cook, you wait for me in the living room."

Jing Moyan turned his head and gave her a cold look: "Shut up."

Irresistible domineering.

"I cut meat..."

"I like to eat vegetarian noodles."

"No meat?"

"Don't let go."

"Where's the greens?"

"chopped green onion."

"..."

Tao Yuhao took out a few scallions from the refrigerator.

Wash and chop.

Jing Moyan put the water into the pot gracefully and swiftly, turned on the fire, and boiled the water in one go, unlike Tao Yuhao who messed up the kitchen.

When the water boiled, Jing Moyan stood leaning against the stove, watching Tao Yuhao silently.

He stood in a lazy posture, but with an air of arrogance, like an emperor.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Tao Yuhao felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him.

"Didn't you say that you have been managing the breakfast shop with your scumbag father since you were a child? You even dropped the pot on the floor after cooking noodles." Fortunately, it was an empty pot. If there was a pot with hot water, she would definitely be injured.

"I was not careful."

"Don't go into the kitchen anymore."

"Are you afraid that I will burn the kitchen down?"

Hearing this, Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows.

He was afraid that she would burn the kitchen down?

If she is happy, he will not feel bad if she burns down the villa.

He didn't want her to get burned.

But he still responded with a nasal voice: "Yeah."

Tao Yuhao: ...

He was really worried about her.

"Aunt Qing will come back tomorrow, and I will leave the kitchen work to her."

"oh."

"Adjust the state and prepare for the shooting of the October issue."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he did, Tao Yuhao became a little nervous.

She looked at him, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she was worried: "Is the demand for the October issue higher than that of "Fashion Voyage"?"

"Just relax and take pictures." When the water boiled, Jing Moyan turned around and lifted the lid of the pot, and put down the bread.

The water vapor floated up, enveloping his stern and perfect face.

Tao Yuhao looked at him, and felt that he was more handsome like this, with a sense of mystery.

The noodles are cooked.

They each had a bowl and sat at the dining table to eat.

Before Tao Yuhao came, she ate with Tao Duoduo in the hospital, and she was not hungry at all.

Eating in small bites, Jing Moyan raised his eyebrows seeing her lack of appetite: "It's hard to eat?"

"No." Tao Yuhao shook his head.

Although it is plain noodles, it tastes good, but she ate too much before coming here.

Her face was full of expressions of not wanting to eat, Jing Moyan said flatly: "If you can't eat it, don't force it."

"I just got a call from you when I put down the bowl. My mother said that I lost weight and insisted that I eat everything she brought over. My stomach is a bit full now."

Jing Moyan suddenly reached out and took her bowl.

Tao Yuhao looked at him in surprise.

He poured out the noodles in her bowl, and there was half a bowl of noodles in his almost empty bowl.

"You...that's what I ate." Isn't it reported that he is a clean freak?

When Jing Moyan heard this, he stopped with his chopsticks.