[BL] When the earthling transmigrated into the world of pheremone

Chapter Eleven

　　Xiao Wenxing was about to break free from the hand held by Mo Yunxi. After all, it was too embarrassing, but as soon as he heard Mo Yunxi's words, he forgot everything.

　　Brother Mo, Brother Mo, what does he mean? Are you going to continue cooking for yourself tomorrow? !

　　Immediately, his eyes were bright and excited, and Xiao Wenxing said tentatively, "I want to eat braised pork ribs."

       Ribs, I haven't eaten in a long time! Moreover, the ribs made by Brother Mo must be god-level ribs, woo, Brother Mo, this is really a Bodhisattva!

　　And Mo Yunxi's dark eyes looked at Xiao Wenxing being held by his hands, and his cheeks were slightly red, and he said in his heart: I'm shy, so cute.

　　...

　　The next day, Xiao Wenxing ate the god-level spare ribs made by Mo Yunxi as he wished, and it was so delicious that he couldn't help but after eating it.

　　As the saying goes, if there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three. When Xiao Wenxing came back to his senses, he found that his three meals a day were covered by the gold owner's father, and he could also order food.

　　Xiao Wenxing couldn't help but fell into contemplation, how did things become like this? It's obvious that Brother Mo is the gold owner, the one who spends the money. How can I let Brother Mo cook for myself every day?

　　But thinking of Brother Mo's god-level cooking skills, Xiao Wenxing swallowed his saliva unsatisfactorily, and decided not to be too entangled in this issue, after all, his own skill that can make a tomato egg soup overturned, really can't do it. , Even if you made it by yourself, Brother Mo might not be able to eat it, so don't torture Brother Mo.

　　But Brother Mo, as the gold owner, has done what he should cook, so he has to be diligent in other things, and make sure Brother Mo don't worry about it anymore.

　　So Xiao Wenxing didn't rush with Mo Yunyi except for cooking, and other things, such as serving and collecting dishes, all rushed to do it. He also helped Brother Mo to wash clothes every day. No discomfort, I often bring tea to Brother Mo and pass water, and said to Brother Mo, "Drink more hot water."

　　What makes Xiao Wenxing a little strange is that whenever he is so diligent, Brother Mo will look at him with a kind of deep eyes, as if there are other deep meanings in those eyes, but Brother Mo did not refuse to help him. For those things, he also took two sips of the hot water that he handed him every day.

　　Brother Mo's eyes really made Xiao Wenxing a little puzzled, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was, because he felt that what he did was really nothing, and if he really wanted to figure it out, it was still the most labor-intensive cooking, after all, the world's The home appliances are really complete. There is a dishwasher for washing dishes, and a washing machine for laundry. Just put things in and press a button. How can you compare to Brother Mo who cooks by himself.

　　Moreover, when he used to go to school and live in the dormitory, whenever he gave his roommates a question in the exam, the roommates would rush to call him father. At that time, the roommates brought him food and laundry, and even did a lot of knocking on his shoulders and legs. Brother, the kindness of cooking is really bigger than the kindness that he gave to his roommate when he was in college. In this way, I haven't been able to knock on the shoulders and legs of Brother Mo.

　　Just because he couldn't think of the problem, Xiao Wenxing could only put this doubt to the back of his mind, happily eat the meal made by Brother Mo every day, and then try to return it with other labor.