Chapter 1813 An Mu, Please Follow Me (3)

On the stairs on the side, he walked down slowly.

This time, An Mu really saw it with his own eyes. He saw it thoroughly. It was obvious that he was still wearing black before, but now he was dressed in his usual daytime clothes.

A smoky gray thin sweater, with a pair of casual trousers underneath, so indifferent and comfortable, but still showing that indescribable loneliness and arrogance.

There is really a big difference between him and him at night.

Apart from appearance——

An Mu slowly withdrew his gaze, remembering the entanglement last night in his mind.

And he entangled with her in various intimate positions.

There are even endless sweet words to say.

But since I woke up in the morning, I thought nothing had changed, but everything had changed.

He was silent and didn't even want to talk to her.

…

Even now...

An Mu didn't look at him for a while, but she didn't expect that he went to the kitchen again.

He didn't seem to be anxious about her at all.

An Mu stood up slowly, took a peek at where he was, and saw him... cooking! ?

"An Mu, come here."

He was still carrying her on his back, but suddenly he called out in a low voice.

This sudden summons made An Mu suddenly startled, and then he walked over silently.

Where did the eyes come from on his back? He could actually see her peeking at him.

But now, Boyi turned around and said to her calmly, "Go and take out the milk from the refrigerator."

An Mu: "..."

An Mu looked at the high-end refrigerator with double doors. Her eyes flickered slightly, but she walked over to get the milk.

What's going on? It seems like things are a little different from what she imagined?

What about imprisonment, what about binding, what about threats, what about killing and silencing...? !

She knew so many of his secrets, and he brought her back by force, just like she is now...! ?

An Mu took out a high-quality milk carton and glanced back at him... He was frying two fried eggs and some bacon slices... It was a big portion, and it looked like it was not made for him alone.

An Mu: "..."

So he got himself back just to let her pet the cat and cook for her...?

I have to say, looking at his skillful movements, indifferent expression, leisurely and elegant every move...

Her hands unconsciously squeezed some milk cartons.

... He has a kind of natural, indescribable elegance and nobility, which is really something that a person as small as dust can't help but admire.

Even though I knew he was dangerous, I just couldn't help it as if I was poisoned.

An Mu walked over slowly and handed him the milk.

He took it over, cut open the mouth of the box neatly, and poured it into the pot. In an instant, a steady stream of fresh milk was poured into the pot and heated.

The delicious smell of milk fills the air.

After he finished this, he took out the plates from the cupboard, took out the fried eggs and bacon one by one, and placed them on two plates.

"Stop looking, put the plate on the table, wash your hands, and get ready for breakfast."

His tone was as if he were speaking to a primary school student or a child.

But the fact is that she is still in school... He is still her teacher, so he is not her elder.

Even if they have "experienced" something, in a sense, he does not have his first personality. He does not know what they have experienced, or even how he feels when having sex with her...