Gu Zhiyin lifted the quilt and looked down. His suppressed voice was very hoarse and a little trembling, "Where are you pinching?"
Mu Ning said as if nothing happened, "Can't you feel it? Then I'll use more force."
Gu Zhiyin suddenly curled up, turned pale, and gasped, "It hurts... Ning Ning, it hurts..."
Mu Ning smiled and said, "It's okay if it hurts. I'll wake you up."
Gu Zhiyin gritted his teeth and said, "Ning Ning, let go."
"Unless you promise me not to smoke in the room in the future. I don't want you to wake up every morning and have to smoke a cigarette before you get up."
Gu Zhiyin's eyes instantly became dangerous. He straightened his waist and cupped her hand, "Be gentle to him, Ning Ning. If this place is broken, this body will be really useless. I will give birth to Ning Ning." Baby……"
"Gu Zhiyin, did you hear me?"
As soon as Mu Ning finished speaking, she was carried onto the bed. Gu Zhiyin turned over and pushed her down, kissing her ear, "I heard you."
Mu Ning pressed against his chest, "It's so early in the morning, I've already made breakfast. It'll be cold later."
"I promise you, quit smoking."
Mu Ning was surprised, "Really?"
"Well, as long as Ningning wakes up like this every day, I can restrain myself from touching it."
"Why do I feel that you are deceiving me?"
Just when Mu Ning questioned, Gu Zhiyin quickly took possession of her, "I promise you, I will do it."
He leaned forward and buried himself deeply, letting the painful place where she pinched him go to her soft territory to be gentle.
It was almost noon after getting up late, so the two of them went to the bathroom to wash up.
Mu Ning led Gu Zhiyin downstairs. The breakfast on the table was already cold.
Mu Ning pulled Gu Zhiyin to the kitchen, "Uncle Gu, let me teach you how to cook."
Gu Zhiyin looked a little embarrassed, "I'll just watch Ning Ning do it."
Gu Zhiyin is a typical perfectionist. He gave up after being hit one after another on the road of cooking.
"I'm sorry." Mu Ning pinched his fingers.
Gu Zhiyin had a sullen face and said nothing.
She let go of him and turned to look for ingredients in the refrigerator.
"Then you can help me with my hands, or help me cut vegetables. My hands are clumsy and I always cut them unevenly."
Of course there is no problem with this. Gu Zhiyin's sword skills are not even a bit better than Mu Ning's.
"good."
Mu Ning gave him two washed potatoes. He peeled them and put them on the chopping board to cut them.
Mu Ning washed the remaining ingredients in the sink and looked at Gu Zhiyin from the corner of his eye.
Wearing light-colored home clothes, he stood in the smoky kitchen, still elegant and noble.
The hands were bloodless white, with slender and beautiful fingers. The knife fell quickly and neatly, making a crisp sound, and each slice was evenly thin.
Although his attitude is very casual, how can he do things so meticulously?
Mu Ning gave him all the washed ingredients and leaned his head over, "Uncle Gu, how do you cut it quickly and well? Can you teach me?"
Gu Zhiyin put the cut potato slices on a plate, "I'll do it from now on. Don't touch the knife."
"Then you are responsible for preparing the dishes, and I am responsible for heating the oil and putting it in the pot."
"Um."
In the kitchen, there is a happy scene.
The two servants stood aside in confusion. What were they doing?
I have never seen Mr. Gu enter the kitchen before, but today he actually cooked for the first time.
Mr. Gu really dotes on Mrs. Gu.
They pursed their lips and smiled, and seemed to feel a touch of happiness from this beautiful picture.
When cooking, Mu Ning asked Gu Zhiyin to help her add seasonings.
While turning over the vegetables in the pot, she told Gu Zhiyin, when the food was cooked, what ingredients should be added, how much should be added, when should the high heat be reduced to low, and finally simmer to reduce the juice.
Gu Zhiyin can read it once and it doesn't seem to be difficult.
"How about we order another dish and Uncle Gu can cook it?"
Gu Zhiyin was unwilling to do anything before, but now he was tricked by Mu Ning into taking the spatula.
Mu Ning quickly made room for him and stood aside to give instructions.
A plate of braised tenderloin came out of the pot. Mu Ning took a bite and his eyes lit up, "It tastes really good! It's finally no longer a dark dish!"
She said without exaggeration, "Sure enough, people with good brains can master everything quickly. It's not that Uncle Gu lacks talent, it's that he hasn't met a good teacher to teach you."
Gu Zhiyin looked at her like a little glutton and couldn't help but chuckle, patted her head and said, "Put it on the table."
Mu Ning brought the dishes to the table, and when he returned to the kitchen, he found Gu Zhiyin standing stiffly in front of the stove, and he had knocked over the soy sauce on the counter.
Mu Ning felt nervous and walked quickly to him, pulling him to check, "Are there any cuts?"
Gu Zhiyin shook his head, "I wasn't sure just now..."
Mu Ning's heart ached even more, "I should be watching you here, let's go eat."
Mu Ning took him and washed the soy sauce off his hands, wiped away the water droplets, and led him to the dining table.
Who would have thought that Gu Zhiyin couldn't hold the chopsticks firmly at all.
He looked at his hands with some boredom, "Ning Ning, you can eat."
"And you?"
"I want to go back to my room and rest."
Mu Ning saw the boredom in his heart and waved the servant away, "You don't have to stay here."
She took a spoon and sat next to him, "I'll feed you."
He frowned, "No, you can eat it yourself."
Gu Zhiyin stood up to leave, but Mu Ning held him back, "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat either."
Gu Zhiyin stood with a slightly cold face, "Don't be ridiculous."
Mu Ning dragged his hand eagerly, "Didn't you often order me to feed you before?"
Gu Zhiyinjun's face tightened, "This is different."
"Uncle Gu, please, you've fed me so many times, why don't you let me experience it once? Just think of it as a little fun between husband and wife, and also satisfy my bad taste."
Mu Ning hasn't acted like a baby like this for a long time, and I have to say, this trick is very effective.
Gu Zhiyin sat down again and closed his eyes, "Let's make trouble."
Mu Ning smiled, scooped up a lump of rice with a spoon, and put some meat on top, "Quick, open your mouth, ah."
Gu Zhiyin's expression was very resistant.
Can't stand it.
But she still opened her thin lips slightly.
Mu Ning saw him squirming and seemed to be about to shut his mouth in the next second, so he quickly stuffed a spoonful of rice into him.
"Ahem..."
Gu Zhiyin almost spit out the rice.
"What's wrong?" Seeing how uncomfortable he was holding back, Mu Ning quickly poured him some water.
Gu Zhiyin gave her a resentful look and said, "Stab my throat."
"Oh, sorry, it was a deep stab."
"..."
He put his hand on her leg and touched her, and said lightly, "I'll forgive you if I poke you back."
Mu Ning's cheeks immediately turned red.
This man speaks so plainly!
"Uncle Gu, can you think of something healthy in your mind? If you don't have the strength in your hands, just behave yourself. Otherwise, you won't be able to move in the future and you will have to be at my mercy."
Mu Ning took his hand away.
Gu Zhiyin was displeased and was about to teach her a lesson when Mu Ning quickly gave him a piece of rice and blocked his mouth.
This time she was careful not to stab him in the throat, but managed to choke him.
Gu Zhiyin almost couldn't breathe.
He took a sip of water to smooth it down.
"You want to kill me in advance so you can remarry?"
