That… That was a perfectly normal sentence, but Mu Yichen took it the complete wrong way!
Luo Chenxi furiously glared at him. “You dirty-minded hooligan!”
Then, she turned around and ran out of the kitchen without looking back.
The sound of the man chuckling could be heard from her back, which made Luo Chenxi blush more furiously.
She couldn’t help but cover her ears. “Pervert, absolute pervert! I can’t believe he’s dishing out his dirty thoughts so nonchalantly!”
She never knew Mu Yichen was such a huge pervert from his ascetic and composed look.
Luo Chenxi ran back to the bedroom on the second floor and sat on the bed. The scene she saw back in the kitchen flashed in her mind again.
The cold and handsome son of nobility looked so composed and graceful even though he was cooking in the kitchen.
She had seen Mu Yichen in many situations before—times when he drove a luxurious sports car in a suit, when he lazily sat down on the couch as he pulled his shirt collar open, when he coldly said “I do” in the wedding—
and when he lost control in bed…
Even then, not one Mu Yichen from any of those times could compare to the one making noodles for her in the kitchen while being half naked.
Seeing him like this, Luo Chenxi suddenly felt that the ever-so-proud Young Master Mu as told by many might not be that much different from her after all…
Luo Chenxi sat cross-legged on the bed while resting her chin on her hand. After a brief moment of thought, her eyes suddenly lit up.
“That’s right! I’ve got it! ”
She jumped off the bed and bent down to pick up her laptop and drawing tablet from the floor. Then instantly picked up the pace and started drawing.
The scene of Mu Yichen back in the kitchen gave her the inspiration she needed for her design approach.
“A stay-at-home man can also be really sexy. Hmm… let’s use this as the design theme for the time being.”
Luo Chenxi nodded in satisfaction. She outlined a simple draft as her pen swished through the tablet.
Just as she tried to figure out how to add the details, the man’s angry voice was suddenly heard at the back of her head.
“Luo Chenxin, does your stomach not hurt anymore? Or were you lying to me on purpose back there? I can’t believe you came back to draw again!”
Luo Chenxi who was still immersed in her drawing did not recognize the voice of the person talking at all. She waved her hand impatiently and tried to tell him off, “Don’t bother me! Can’t you see that I’m busy? Go play by yourself elsewhere!”
Mu Yichen’s face turned even darker as he heard what she said.
He tried so hard to cook her noodles in the kitchen, yet the next thing he knew was his wife vanishing on him as he turned around!
Thus, the man went upstairs to take a look—this woman had started drawing again.
‘Is this design poisonous or what? Does she value it more than her husband in her heart?’
What was more, he came right up and caught her red-handed, yet she felt not the slightest hint of guilt and even had the audacity to tell him off?
‘Also, what’s the deal with that handwave in the end? It felt like she was shooing me away like a fly!’
“You are asking me to go play by myself?” Mu Yichen pinched and lifted her chin, forcing her to look him straight in the eye.
“Hey, I told you not to bother…” Halfway through her sentence, Luo Chenxi’s eyes met with Mu Yichen’s handsome face.
After a brief trance, her impatient expression turned into a face of flattery. “Uh, Young Master Mu, it’s you…”
“So, you think I’m annoying?” The man questioned coldly.
Luo Chenxi shook her head like a rattle drum. “No, no, no… you heard it wrong! How would I dare to think that? What I meant was… uh, well, good work hubby, thank you!”