"What are you saying? I'm just afraid that your good skin will be burned. Don't think about it." After Lin Zifeng took the casserole, he hurriedly put it on the crystal dining table in the living room, for fear that he would look at Mu Yang, a seductive fairy, for another moment, and he would be depraved...

"Isn't this considered care?" Mu Yang kept laughing. The more shy Lin Zifeng was, the more she felt Lin Zifeng was cute.

Especially when she saw Lin Zifeng's unscrupulous look and his guilty attitude, she felt very happy.

Generally, older women like this kind of man.

Mu Yang gave Lin Zifeng a very good feeling, and he also liked Mu Yang very much. She has a straightforward personality and is straightforward, and doesn't have so many ghost thoughts. This is also the biggest reason why Lin Zifeng is willing to date Mu Yang.

However, Lin Zifeng was thinking in his heart. There was no way to get rid of Mu Yang now. He couldn't say he was talking about it. After all, the relationship between the two of them was hard to tell.

If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being too young.

If I had been more concentric and had not been obsessed with Mu Yang's thoughts, such a bloody thing would not have happened today.

Nimanima, one pit after another.

He regrets knowing Mu Yang now. People say that rabbits don’t eat grass beside the nest. Where is himself? Not only did he eat grass beside the nest, but he also ate it so clean and numb. He thinks that something is wrong.

"Are you hungry?" Mu Yang twisted his sexy figure and walked to Lin Zifeng and asked with concern.

"A little bit." Nangong Bing insisted on taking himself to the hospital. How could he not be hungry?

"Here, there is a bullwhip in the casserole. I have entrusted many people to bring it back to me. I heard that it is a Spanish bullwhip, which is very nourishing, especially for a thin man like you, it is absolutely effective." Mu Yang licked his cherry lips, and Qiu Shui's eyes were filled with endless strangeness.

Last time, Lin Zifeng still clearly remembered that the ambiguous things that happened that night, now I think about them, and I feel a little scared. What do you know what Mu Yang wants to do to him?

Lin Zifeng felt that he was quitting, it was obviously an insult to my physical condition!

Men can say no! But they must not say no!

"I don't think I need to use this thing." Lin Zifeng said seriously.

"oh?!"

Mu Yang, who was lowering his head to open the casserole for Lin Zifeng, was suddenly stunned, and Liu Ye raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hehe. Are you very confident?"

“I’ve always been confident.”

"You mean, you can do it without having to eat a bullwhip?" Mu Yang licked his lips, his eyes as tender as water.

"I said to Manager Mu, what are you kidding? You still need to make up for this thing with such a good physique as me? You are too underestimating my Lin Zifeng's ability!"

"I don't think you are so powerful. If you have the ability, don't just talk with your mouth. You should take your actual actions."

Mu Yang deliberately lowered his waist and deliberately showed the white space in the round collar to his eyes.

"…I…” Lin Zifeng was speechless.

As soon as he asked him to do it with real swords and guns, this guy obviously became timid.

"Hehe, I know you don't dare. You must not have that ability, right?" Mu Yang looked a little disappointed, straightened his body and accused him sarcastically. In fact, he hoped that under his provocation, Lin Zifeng would come more quickly.

"Hehe, Supervisor Mu, don't provoke me. If it were me five years ago, maybe I accidentally fell under your claws like a fallen girl. But now you can't provoke me. Please don't do this. I have a wife. In broad daylight, you say you are sick and I'll come to see you very well. You won't really want to have some kind of improper relationship with me, right?"

Lin Zifeng was actually moved when he leaned against the sofa and smelled the faint fragrance floating in the casserole. But he was a restrained person.

What woman he hasn't seen before?

Even if the Lady Buddha at home is such a big beauty, he has never had any bad thoughts, let alone her, Mu Yang.

"Tsk! If not, it won't work. Stop talking to me so much."

"Take it down! Don't talk to me like this, I won't be fooled." Lin Zifeng rolled his eyes.

"Forget it, my sister is too lazy to tease you."

After Mu Yang slowly straightened his body, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen, obviously expressing some dissatisfaction with Lin Zifeng's behavior.

Looking at Mu Yang's delicate figure gradually fading away, Lin Zifeng smiled bitterly in his heart.

Is it that I am so fond of women? But why is our boss so bad to me?

...

It was not until Mu Yang brought all the food he had prepared onto the crystal table that the two of them surrounded a table.

Smell the delicious smell on the table.

I have to say that Mu Yang's craftsmanship is indeed good enough.

"Eat." Mu Yang's pretty face was a little tender. All these dishes were learned from her recently watched many programs about cooking.

If she hadn't wanted to please Lin Zifeng, she wouldn't have caused so much trouble.

"This, you made all of this by yourself?" Lin Zifeng was a little disbelief looking at the dishes on the table, not only with a full range of colors and flavors. How could a woman like Mu Yang, who was a delicate woman, be able to make this table?

Maybe she took her back and bought it ready-made, and then said she had made it herself.

"What? Don't you believe in your sister's skills?"

Mu Yang gave him an angry look.

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I can't believe it." Lin Zifeng answered honestly.

"Go to you, is it worthless to me, Mu Yang, in your heart? Is there a lady who can't do anything?"

"No, no, don't get me wrong. I'm just suspicious. With your delicate body and a rich second generation, you work in Tianyu, no matter how you say you have to have an annual salary of 500,000 or 600,000 yuan? I really don't believe my eyes if you can cook this table of dishes for me."

"Come on, don't tease me here, sister, come and eat a piece of beef tripe." Mu Yang held a piece of beef and stretched into his bowl.

"Isn't this a bullwhip or something?"

Lin Zifeng was really afraid of her now. Seeing her reaching out her little hand to hold the piece of beef for herself, God knows if it was a beef tripe.

"Don't worry, sister made this for you specifically. It's not a bullwhip, but it also belongs to the cow. There is absolutely no harm in eating it." Mu Yang smiled slightly.

"Do you feel like something is missing? Do you want some wine or something?"

"Superman Mu, you don't want to get me drunk, right? Then try to treat me badly while I'm drunk? You're too bad, are you?"

"Tsk! Just your ability is not your sister who says you. I won't like you. You sit down first. I'll go get the wine." As she said that, before Lin Zifeng could react, Mu Yang had already started to get the wine in the direction of the wine cabinet.

"How is this wine? It's 46 degrees, can you drink it?"

"Moutai?" Lin Zifeng asked.

"This was given to me by my friend, and I have never been reluctant to drink it. Today I will be cheaper."

While speaking, Mu Yang was not slow and had already started pouring a large glass of wine for Lin Zifeng, but he just poured a small mouthful, clearly thinking that he wanted to get Lin Zifeng drunk today.

"Uh...hehe, that's the matter, Manager Mu, I have something to do tonight. Don't pour so much for me. By then, I'll be drunk and my wife will find out. I'll be in a bad mood this night." Lin Zifeng smiled dryly.

"It's okay, with your alcohol tolerance, this shouldn't be anything? You are a big man, you can't even drink this little wine, right? I didn't expect that you can't do that, can't drink alcohol?"

Mu Yang shook the long hair on his forehead, and there was something in his words, and every sentence pointed at Lin Zifeng's weakness.

"All full!" Lin Zifeng pointed at the wine glass and shouted unhappily.

...

Until several glasses of wine were gone, Mu Yang was a little confused.

The beautiful autumn eyes are filled with a touching softness.

Just now, she just wanted to stimulate Lin Zifeng, so she asked him to drink. Unexpectedly, the man in front of her was too good to drink, right?

He drank almost all the bottle of Maotai, and he was still not drunk at all.

What made Mu Yang most angry was that he was drunk before he was accompanied by the guest. What was this? I wanted to get him drunk, but I got myself drunk. I was so drunk.

“Is there any more?”

After drinking Mu Yang, he poured his last glass of white wine. Lin Zifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead. The wine of Maotai was indeed more powerful than ordinary wine.

"You, you still want to drink? No, aren't you drunk?"

Mu Yang opened his cherry lips and looked at the sunny man opposite him in a bit incredible way.

"Drunk? No, why do I feel more addicted the more I drink? Is there anyway? It just so happens that the weather is hot today and my mouth is a little thirsty. Let me take some to drink."

Me, I...

This time Mu Yang should be speechless.

This is a Maotai that costs thousands of yuan a bottle! It’s not boiled water, can he actually drink it as water? Is this guy still a human?

Mu Yang opened his fragrant lips in surprise, but couldn't speak. He obviously wanted to get him drunk while drinking, but now it's fine.

People's ability to digest alcohol is far greater than their imagination.

She has seen many people who can drink, but she has never seen such a drinkable person. Even less can be drunk.

Not to mention the price of this Moutai, even the alcohol content is not something that ordinary people can afford.

According to Lin Zifeng's drinking method, even if he gave him a large box of Moutai, he could finish it.

A bottle of Moutai is worth several thousand yuan. And it is all collected versions, and some wines are not necessarily available if you have money.

"Mr. Mu, I'm still drunk. Is there any more?"

"Uh...no, no more." Mu Yang's pretty face suddenly became dull.
To be continued...