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Chapter 53

"Xiao Jin, what are you looking at?" Mu Yang's voice sounded from behind Xie Jinge, his tone was cold, revealing a kind of eerie chill that could not go away.

Xie Jinge ignored Mu Yang's words, because he didn't look back at the ghost standing behind him.Although the two have already married and have done intimate things, in Xie Jinge's view, even two individuals who are closest have their own privacy and space.Xie Jinge doesn't like to be restrained, and he doesn't like others to pay attention to his movements at any time, which gives him the illusion that he is being watched.

He likes freedom, what's more, Xie Jinge doesn't think that his relationship with Mu Yang is to such an extent that he has to answer the other party about his personal affairs.

But even though Xie Jinge thinks so, it is obvious that Mu Yang is not willing to cooperate, and Mu Yang does not want the relationship between him and Xiao Jin to always be distinct, and just stay in a cooperative relationship that each has what it needs.

Maybe it's because of possessiveness, Mu Yang's concern for Xie Jinge has reached a morbid and paranoid level.

Seeing Xie Jinge ignoring him, he moved his eyes to the screen of Xie Jinge's singer. After seeing clearly that the hot strip named you was divided into half of my netizens' comments, Xie Jinge quickly understood the meaning of this sentence , his eyes suddenly became cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Yu...

Mu Yang remembered that person's name, and the other person's attitude towards Xiao Jin has always been very enthusiastic, it is not difficult to see that person's liking for Xiao Jin.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang's expression condensed a bit, the aura on his body was already gloomy, but at this moment, because of his emotions, the air was filled with a chill that made people feel chills down the spine.

Because Xie Jinge was at home and didn't plan to go out, he was dressed very casually. In addition, the weather is still very hot. He was wearing a black racerback vest on his upper body, and a pair of overalls of the same color on his lower body.

Originally dressed like this, the temperature in the living room was just right, neither too hot nor too cold, but at this moment, because of the icy breath emanating from the ghost behind him, even Xie Jinge felt a little cold.

His hair was tied to death, and there were tiny bumps on the back of his neck because of the cold air.

Xie Jinge pursed his lips, put down his phone, and turned his head to look at Mu Yang who was still standing behind him. When he turned around, he happened to meet Mu Yang's eyes that had been staring at him.

Mu Yang's eyes are like a black vortex, and in the depths of the rippling vortex hides a temporarily dormant beast, and whether this beast is clever or violent depends entirely on the reflection of Xie Jinge in his eyes.

Xie Jinge paused for a moment, softened his tone, and then said slowly: "I don't want you to interfere with my work, and I have no obligation to report anything to you."

"I know." Mu Yang replied, "But Xiao Jin, I just care too much about you, I just want to care..."

"No need." Xie Jinge frowned, seeing Mu Yang was so stubborn, he interrupted him impatiently.However, when Xie Jinge saw Mu Yang lowered his eyes because of his attitude, showing a sad look, the tough words he wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Here it is again, with this wronged look as if he has been bullied by him, the other party looks like Xie Jinge has done something very sorry to him.

"Okay." Xie Jinge didn't intend to get too entangled in this matter, he looked up at the clock on the wall, there was still some time before the delivery of the food.Already a little hungry, he put his mobile phone in his pocket, stood up and walked to the kitchen, planning to find something to rest his stomach.

And when Xie Jinge entered the kitchen, he found a bowl of steaming noodles on the counter, with a well-fried poached egg on the surface.

Xie Jinge was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Mu Yang who followed him in: "You made it?" Even though he asked this, Xie Jinge knew very well that Mu Yang was the only one in the house besides him, and this bowl of fried egg noodles was also It could only be Mu Yang who did it.

But if you know, you know, Xie Jinge still asked.Probably because he was a little surprised, after all, he remembered not long ago asking Mu Yang if he would use those kitchen utensils, and the other party's answer was no.

"Xiao Jin, try this, does it suit your appetite?" Mu Yang's face softened, and there was a trace of nervousness in the eyes looking at Xie Jinge.

Xie Jinge originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing the look of expectation in the other party's eyes, he still did not choose to say the words of rejection after all, but walked over and brought out the bowl of fried egg noodles.

But sometimes, the timing is just so coincidental. Xie Jinge just put the noodles on the table and sat down to move his chopsticks, when the doorbell rang.

At the same moment, Xie Jinge's phone rang at the same time.

It should have been delivered early.

Xie Jinge put down his chopsticks, didn't answer the phone, got up and walked to the door.

After receiving the takeaway from the delivery boy, Xie Jinge put the fried rice on the table, one side was for takeout, and the other side was Mu Yang's fried egg noodles.

Xie Jinge naturally couldn't eat two servings by himself. He glanced at the steaming noodles that were too hot to eat right away, and then at the fried rice that was just right in temperature and full of fragrance. He didn't struggle for a long time. He took a disposable rice spoon and started eating fried rice.

Seeing this, Mu Yang at the side finally felt relieved and depressed. He glanced at the fried rice Xie Jinge ate, and then at the noodle that was left out by the master who was supposed to taste him. He pursed his thin lips lightly. After a while, imitating Xie Jinge's appearance, he sat on the stool.

With a slight lift of his hand, a blast of cold air was blown onto the bowl of fried egg noodles. After bringing the temperature to the right level, Mu Yang said, "Xiao Jin, I haven't tasted this kind of fried rice yet."

Hearing this, Xie Jinge glanced at the fried rice that he had just eaten two bites of, and then raised his head to look at Mu Yang who was staring at him with a pair of eyes. After probably guessing the reason why Mu Yang said that, Xie Jinge felt a little helpless.He thought it was a little funny, thinking about the boyish behavior of this male ghost.

"Let's eat." Xie Jinge pushed the fried rice in front of Mu Yang, then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat the noodles cooked by Mu Yang.

Xie Jinge's rice spoon was used, and the fried rice was touched twice, but Mu Yang didn't care at all, instead he happily picked up the rice spoon, imitating Xie Jinge's Mu Yang, and started to eat mouthful.

In fact, for a century-old evil spirit without a real entity like him, these human foods can't satisfy him, and he can't taste any delicious dishes.But at this moment, he is still learning the way a normal person should have, trying to feel the delicious food that Xie Jinge has tasted.

To Xie Jinge's surprise, Mu Yang's fried egg noodles tasted very good, neither salty nor bland, the hardness of the noodles was just right, and they were not greasy overall.

Xie Jinge couldn't help but think of the images that flashed in his mind before, Mu Yang in costume, smiling at him, calling his name affectionately.

In the era Mu Yang lived in, most opera singers were hard-working people. They were used to suffering in the opera troupe since they were young. Their minds were more mature than others, and they took care of their own lives.Thinking about it this way, Mu Yang should be very good at cooking.

"Xiao Jin, how does it taste?" Mu Yang held his chin and looked at Xie Jinge slightly sideways.

Xie Jinge recovered from his thoughts when he heard the inquiry. He glanced at Mu Yang, and then at the fried rice that had turned gray after Mu Yang ate. After a moment of silence, he said :"not bad."

When Mu Yang heard this, a touch of warmth finally appeared between the cold and gloomy eyebrows and eyes. Obviously, Xie Jinge's exaggeration made him feel better instantly. After Xie Jinge finished eating, he said: "Then I will give it to you every day. Xiaojin cooks." He said happily, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly,

Xie Jinge heard the words, although he didn't directly refuse, but what he said had the same meaning: "I will join the next crew soon, and the crew will contract the food."

"Then I will go with Xiaojin."

Xie Jinge was a little annoyed, "Why are you following me?" His tone suddenly became cold: "Planning to monitor around the clock?"

"No." Mu Yang replied, "Xiao Jin, I won't disturb your work."

Xie Jinge put down his chopsticks, stood up, and didn't intend to continue to pay attention to Mu Yang. The other party obviously didn't find the point of his words, or they deliberately ignored what he wanted to express at all.

Xie Jinge is used to being free all these years, now there is an extra ghost in his life, although he has a purpose, but facing Mu Yang's attitude of wanting to cling to him at any time, Xie Jinge feels somewhat irritated.

Until he couldn't make sense with this ghost, Xie Jinge lit a cigarette for himself, and then fell on the sofa with his head up. He smoked until the cigarette was inhaled into his lungs, and the restlessness in his heart dissipated some.

Mu Yang came to Xie Jinge's side, stood beside the sofa, and looked at Xie Jinge.

Xie Jinge didn't want to look at Mu Yang, so he simply raised his hand and covered his eyes with the back of his hand, keeping his sight in darkness, while his other hand was holding a third-smoked cigarette, his wrist was hanging on the sofa He let the spark of the cigarette burn slowly in the air at his fingertips.

Xie Jinge's appearance, if made by an unattractive man, would definitely give people a kind of slovenly waste and laziness.But he has a good-looking appearance, a well-proportioned and beautiful figure, a thin waist and abdomen, long and straight legs, smooth and beautiful muscle lines exposed by the racerback vest on the upper body, and the ambiguity left by the two of them last night Therefore, in the hazy white mist from the cigarette, Xie Jinge at this moment revealed a different kind of lazy temptation.

The person who made such an action was unaware of the bewitching power he brought to others, but the person watching was already feeling hot at the apex of his heart and his throat was slightly tight.

"...Xiao Jin..." Mu Yang softly called Xie Jinge, then squatted down, stretched out his hand, caressed the half of Xie Jinge's exposed face, and touched Xie Jinge's lips with his cold fingertips.

The softness of the fingertips made Mu Yang's eyes darken, the crazy entanglement of last night came to Mu Yang's mind, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he slowly pressed his body down.