From boiling hot water to boiling dumplings is a long process. Ji Changmu is a patient person. He leaned against the wall, with his legs slightly crossed, without saying a word, and just stared at the water in the pot.

Qiao Muyuan didn't have much patience. He sat on his sofa for a while and stood up for a while.

I don't know if it was because of her sleep, but she was very energetic now.

The cold wind blew the bamboo leaves outside the courtyard, and there was a "swishing" sound all around. This sound sounded particularly creepy in the huge villa.

Qiao Muyuan was timid, and this was an environment she was not familiar with. It was early in the morning, so she sat in the big living room for a while, trembling, and then went to the kitchen to find Ji Changmu.

"It's windy outside." She looked at Ji Changmu, "I'm a little scared."

Ji Changmu glanced at her with disdain: "No future."

"It's so scary." She wasn't joking with him, her little body wanted to shrink into a ball.

Ji Changmu saw that she was really scared, so he stopped teasing her and waved: "Come to me."

Qiao Muyuan got closer to him little by little, until she was standing next to him, very close.

It was very warm in the small kitchen, and he didn't do much with him by her side, but she suddenly wasn't afraid anymore.

Ji Changmu lowered his noble and gentle face, looking at the little girl who was very close to him. For some reason, he raised his generous hand and rubbed her head: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

In an instant, Qiao Muyuan's heart felt like an electric shock, electric current rushed through his body, and his body shook slightly for no reason.

She said nothing, lowered her head, and fiddled with the ties of her nightgown with her fingers.

Ji Changmu's throat moved, and his eyes were dim, as deep as an ancient well.

The wind outside was blowing hard, causing the bamboo leaves to tremble, the light and shadows all over the place, and the tinny and chaotic sounds that reached my ears.

There was only the sound of boiling water in the kitchen.

For a long time, before the water boiled, she called out: "Professor."

"Huh?" He seemed to be meditating and remained silent.

"It's nothing, I just want to call you, otherwise I will be scared."

"You can call me by my name."

"Ji Changmu?"

"Yeah." He responded from his throat.

She said nothing more, and neither did Ji Changmu.

Qiao Muyuan suddenly felt that she was a bit quiet, a word she had never associated with.

After the water boiled, Ji Changmu started cooking dumplings and prepared dipping sauce for Qiao Muyuan. He cooked two portions and was hungry himself.

Even when he was lowering his head to make dipping sauce, Ji Changmu's face was extremely serious.

Qiao Muyuan kept looking at him secretly.

Over the years...he has changed so much.

"Qiao Muyuan, no one bullies you in my house, and the security system outside is also strict. What are you afraid of?"

"Just timid."

"I'll take you out another day to practice your courage."

"I don't want it!" Qiao Muyuan immediately put on a look of death and started to tremble.

Ji Changmu smiled and stared at her for a long time.

"Can you wash dishes?" Ji Changmu asked.

"Yes..."

"You are really a young lady." Ji Changmu's voice was calm and gentle, "After finishing the dumplings later, wash the bowl."

"Isn't it good?" Qiao Muyuan had never done any housework and rubbed his hands.

"What's wrong? I feel very good."

"..." Qiao Muyuan swallowed, well, it's not impossible. After eating other people's dumplings, you won't have to do nothing.

Not long after, the dumplings were finally cooked.
Chapter completed!