Chapter 305: Protecting the Country and You (37)

This apron was bought by the original owner at that time. It was a pink pink leopard apron, which was quite cute, but she had never worn it once.

One reason was that the original owner did not like cooking, and the other was that she accidentally bought the wrong size at that time, and bought the largest size.

Unexpectedly, this made Xi Chen perfect today. Wearing this apron, it was neither too big nor too small, just right.

The man's back was slender and upright, and two shaky thin ropes were tied on his broad back, forming a sharp contrast.

Yu Mu followed her sight and found that Xi Chen had already walked into the kitchen. She could not see more, so she had to retract her sight and continue watching the TV in front of her.

But somehow, Yu Mu could not calm down to watch the TV in front of her, just like she didn't understand why the people on TV suddenly laughed so happily, and told a joke, what joke?

Yu Mu frowned inexplicably, she turned off the TV, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Just a moment ago, Xi Chen had already cooked a dish, and Yu Mu, who had just walked over, had already smelled the fragrant aroma.

Yu Mu paused, then leaned against the wall and watched Xi Chen cooking nonchalantly.

It was a very different feeling. The first time she saw Xi Chen was on the bus. When he was held hostage by the gangsters, Yu Mu saw Xi Chen sitting in the off-road vehicle at first sight.

At that time, the man was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, had a crew cut, and his eyebrows were sharp and fierce. The car was moving very fast, but she still saw the man's dark and heavy eyes, like an eagle, with bloody ferocity.

This is something that only people who have been fighting and wandering on the edge of life and death for many years have, unlike other ordinary people living in a peaceful era.

Such a person is like an unreachable galaxy, with a silent and majestic oppression from a high position.

Yu Mu thought Xi Chen would be the same person as herself, cold and cruel. But when she really came into contact with this person later, Yu Mu found that she was completely wrong.

Although Xi Chen's appearance and aura make people dare not approach him, and children will be scared to tears at a glance, he is actually a rough old man with a mouth full of dirty words.

But at the same time, the biggest difference between him and Yu Mu is the values ​​of this society that he and Yu Mu view.

Yu Mu is cold, selfish and ruthless. She has no so-called compassion or sympathy. She will not feel the slightest grief for any suffering or death.

But Xi Chen will.

In his heart, he has a great love for the country, selfless dedication to the people of the motherland, and love and loyalty to the national flag rising slowly in front of Tiananmen Square.

His heart is red and hot, and he yearns for a bright future.

Compared with Xi Chen, she is the dirty humanity and cruelty in the dark night.

So, every time Yu Mu thinks of this, she will feel a little uneasy.

Because she is the one who is most afraid of being abandoned and the most unwanted.

"Mumu, come and try this soup, how about it?"

The man's gentle voice sounded in her ears, and Yu Mu's eyelashes trembled. She suddenly came back to her senses slowly, and there was a trace of confusion in her beautiful brown pupils.

The man in front of her was tall and slender, and his facial features were tough and sharp. He was clearly a tough guy who licked blood on the edge of a knife, but he wore a pink pink leopard apron on his body, which looked very inconsistent.

But the man looked at her gentle eyebrows, but it made people feel that the sense of incongruity did not seem to be so strong. The dark eyes were like the stars in the sky, shining and rippling with the tenderness of stars.

Yu Mu's eyelashes trembled and she came back to her senses. She came over, and the man picked up the soup spoon with his fingertips and carefully fed the girl a mouthful of soup.

The soup was very fresh.

Yu Mu glanced at the soup next to her, corn and pork ribs soup.

"Is it delicious?" Xi Chen asked her with a slight blink of his eyes.

Yu Mu nodded, "Yeah."

She pointed to the corn and pork ribs soup next to her and said, "I want to eat pork ribs."

Hearing this, Xi Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, then turned around and put the soup spoon aside, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of pork ribs.

The man blew it carefully, "Mumu, open your mouth."

Yu Mu opened his lips and ate the pork ribs. The pork ribs were stewed very well, and they almost fell off the bones as soon as they were eaten. The meat was very tasty. It was probably because of the corn that even the pork ribs had a little sweetness.

Yu Mu narrowed his eyes, spit out the bones, and naturally took the chopsticks from Xi Chen's hand. He walked aside and continued to eat the pork ribs silently, sometimes chewing a piece of corn. In general, this corn and pork ribs soup was very much to Yu Mu's liking.

In the past, Hughes and Lin Boyun would also make corn and pork ribs soup for Yu Mu. When Hughes made it for her for the first time, Yu Mu liked it. Later, I don't know what happened, Lin Boyun would also make corn and pork ribs soup for me, just like Xi Chen now. It's clear that they didn't know that I liked to drink the corn and pork ribs soup they made, but they all made it.

Yu Mu lowered his eyelashes, his eyes were a little dark, and their feelings should not be communicated.

Yu Mu drank a mouthful of soup, looked up at Xi Chen who was still stewing potatoes beside him, pursed his lips, and suddenly asked: "Why do you make this soup?"

"Huh?" Xi Chen looked back at her in confusion.

Yu Mu repeated what he just said, and Xi Chen answered strangely after listening: "When I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables just now, I saw that there were still some ribs left that were not sold out, so I bought some by the way, thinking that I could make corn and pork ribs soup. What's wrong, don't you like it?"

Hearing this, Yu Mu pursed his lips and shook his head silently: "No, I like it very much."

Xi Chen smiled slightly with the corners of his lips curled up. The man reached out and gently wiped the soup stains on the corners of the girl's lips with his fingertips: "I'm glad you like it. I'll make this soup for you next time."

Yu Mu lowered his eyes, "How do you know how to cook?"

Xi Chen opened the lid and poked the potatoes with chopsticks to see if they were cooked. At the same time, he answered: "In the army, sometimes I come back very late from a mission, and my aunt has fallen asleep. There is no one to cook, so I can only cook by myself. In addition, except when I am on a mission, I am often alone. I can't get used to the food in Myanmar, so I slowly learned to cook by myself."

"Besides, if I can't cook, how can I take my little friend home?"

Xi Chen suddenly turned his head. The light in the kitchen was cold white. The man was tall and slender. Standing in the small kitchen, he actually occupied most of the kitchen visually.

The cold light shone on Xi Chen's body. When he turned his head to the side, a shadow fell on his long eyelashes. His long eyebrows were sharp, his dark eyes were half-closed, and there was a faint smile at the corners of his eyes.