MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 127 Husband Male X Regrets Female (4)

Before Cen Simiao moved, Lu Mufan pushed her away first.

He lowered his head to tidy up his collar, turned and hurried back to the bedroom, opened with a slam and closed the door. Cen Simiao stayed outside staring at the door, and there was food scattered on the ground. She frowned and sighed.

The phone is still ringing.

Cen Simiao had no control, first went to get the broom to clean the ground, and then patted the door. There was no response, and she didn't knock again. She turned to the living room and picked up the mobile phone.

Sure enough, it was from the health calendar.

She rejected the call.

Then there called again, Cen Simiao was holding her cellphone and went to the bedroom, ready to be connected, but the calendar was hung up again. She stepped, glanced at her phone, and called him again.

As expected, the health calendar refused.

Cen Simiao laughed, and it seemed that he was angry. Based on the personality of the health calendar, it is estimated that she is now waiting for her to send a message to speak soft words, or even make a phone call to make atonement.

Cen Simiao threw her phone onto the bed and sat in front of the dressing table to put on makeup. After a while, when she was about to apply lipstick, the phone rang again. She raised an eyebrow and picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

"What's going on, why did you hang up with me? Are you faulty, you ..."

"……"hang up.

Cen Simiao continued to put on makeup.

Another five minutes passed and the phone came over. There was a lot of tone over there: "Are you ready, what are you busy with, why didn't you answer the phone?"

Cen Simiao: "No, you keep waiting."

Wei Li was sitting in the car, and Meiyu was impatient. He held back his anger and did not understand why Cen Simiao suddenly became so powerful. He was very considerate at first, especially afraid of him being angry.

In a few days without contact, it was like being a person.

The call was hung up by Cen Simiao again, he was so angry that he threw the phone into the front passenger seat and gave the steering wheel a hard blow. He found out the cigarette case, squeezed it out and put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and was very irritable.

The window fell, and his arm rested on the door. The heat outside was as good as a steamer, flapping his face. Wei Li pursed her lips, only to feel that the boredom in her heart was more and more solid like a paper ball.

Almost until two or three in the afternoon, Cen Simiao called and contacted him directly, saying that he should park the car not far away, and then walked to the door to find her.

The Wei Li spoke and refused, but gritted her teeth again.

He suddenly remembered looking for Cen Simiao, because he begged her for something. Cen Simiao just finished packing the chopsticks. Today, she didn't come to Aunt Qian for the meal. She made it herself.

After seeing Lu Mufan, he frowned and stood for a while without saying anything.

The dishes on the table were not good at the time of cooking, either they looked overcooked or they didn't seem to be cooked. Cen Simao did not move her chopsticks, just drank her drink and looked at Lu Mufan with a smile.

He glanced.

Cen Simiao said, "Should you try it?"

Lu Mufan stood up and left.

she was:"……"

Lu Mufan went to the kitchen, took out the rice from the cabinet, filled some, and washed it under the faucet. His cuffs rolled up, his head dangled slightly, and Cen Simiao followed, staring gazing at him.

Cen Simiao added too much water when steaming the rice and turned into a gruel. The rice he steamed out was just right, soft and hard, moderately warming in the rice cooker, a scent of rice. Cen Simiao took the initiative to ask what dishes she wanted to wash.

Lu Mufan took out a few eggs from the refrigerator, then knocked off the pan and fry the rice.

After they are fried, put them in front of them.

Lu Mufan glanced at her, Cen Simiao froze, looked down at the egg fried rice, and muttered: "I thought you want to cook."

Then pick up the spoon.

But he did not think that Lu Mufan heard it, and then he said, "I don't know how to cook, so I don't do it. It is smart to show what I am good at."

Cen Simiao's gesture of eating and raising her eyes.

He was lowering his eyelashes, not looking at her, and concentrating on eating. As if it wasn't him who was just preaching, Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes, didn't it mean that she wouldn't be cooking and blind enough?

After lunch, Cen Simiao cleaned up the table, then took out a steak from the refrigerator, and shouted at Lu Mufan, who was going upstairs, "I'm sure I can make fried steak tonight."

Lu Mufan raised his eyebrows, and there was no response, but he unconsciously hooked his lips.

When Cen Simiao cut the steak in half, she called the Wei Li, then concentrated on making steak, waiting for him to come over. It didn't take long for the steak to be cooked. This time Cen Simiao asked the system, so there was no failure.

She put it on the plate, blew it gently, and looked upstairs. Lu Mufan was still in the bedroom. She quickly sat down at the table and picked up her knife and fork to eat.

The taste is really good, Cen Simiao is particularly satisfied.

After eating, the health calendar came over and called to let her go out. Cen Smiao wiped her mouth, chewed a few gums, put on lipstick, and flinched like a thief.

The health calendar was waiting at the gate, Cen Simiao was wearing high heels, and walked extremely elegantly, her eyes frosty. Wei Li frowned, his impatience could not be concealed. When he saw Cen Simiao, he asked in a deep voice: "So long, do you play me?"

Ceng Simiao didn't open the door, stared at him with sharp eyes.

The Wei Li's expression froze, and he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything. He pursed his lips: "What's your temper again?"

Cen Simiao approached, hooked his mouth, his expression was sloppy. When Wei Li saw her smile, she felt relieved and was about to coax her with a soft tone, and she heard it.

"Yeah, I joke with you."

He froze for a moment.

Cen Simiao had a smile on her face, and there was disdain in her eyes, and she seemed uncomfortable even looking at him: "I just played with you, what can you do?"

Wei Li frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Cen Simiao said softly: "Nothing, it just suddenly feels like you are annoying."

Wei Li's face was ugly, and her temper came up: "Then you asked me to come over."

She bent her eyes: "Just play with you."

Then he said, "You can go now."

Wei Li's face was blue for a while, and ugly, and she was furious. Immediately snoring, let her open the door and say clearly. Cen Simiao's eyes narrowed: "Nearby neighbors are enthusiastic, aren't you afraid they will see?"

He swallowed as he was about to shout.

After a while, Wei Li turned her lips tightly and turned away, anxious to bite her teeth, Cen Simiao raised her eyebrows, turned her eyes and looked at the window of Lu Mufan's bedroom. The home was soundproofed, unless there was too much movement, otherwise I won't hear it.

She waited for the Guardian to go further, opened the door, and slammed into one.

The sound is loud, especially harsh.

Lu Mufan's window suddenly opened and looked down. Cen Simiao stood at the door, waved at him, then waved his hands, then did not dare to look at his expression, and walked down to the living room.

Lu Mufan just came down the stairs.

Before he had time to ask, Cen Simiao bit her lip and wanted to cry without crying: "I didn't cook the steak well and wanted to secretly lose it, but you found it."

Lu Mufan thought it was a big deal. He smiled slightly when he heard the words. He looked at the kitchen: "This place has nothing to do with you."

Cen Simiao frowned, especially unconvinced.

The distant health calendar was sitting on the car, and his anger was difficult to resolve. He did not understand why Cen Simiao ’s attitude changed so much, but when the health calendar was angry, it had to be said that Cen Simiao had provoked him .

Wei Li always wanted face, but after a day this time, she began to contact Cen Simiao again. Whether she answered or not, she called and sent messages every day. Because he wanted to ask Cen Simiao for help.

His company wants to invest in a project, but it needs funds and a person who understands it. Funds are okay, this is not a worry, but the person in charge is hard to find.

Lu Mufan knows this best, and Wei Li wants Cen Simiao to ask Lu Mufan to help him. The abacus played by the health calendar crackled, but I didn't expect Cen Simiao to change everything from him to now.

Cen Simiao also listened to the investment project that Wei Li thought about. She did not know that Wei Li was also involved in this matter. She is discussing with Lu Mufan if she wants to invest or not, what to do.

A good-looking baby humbly asks for advice.

Lu Mufan felt strange. She never cared about the company. He had previously set up a position for Cen Simiao in the company and let her go to work. Cen Simiao ignored it.

He put down the work in hand and spoke out suggestions slowly.

Cen Simiao's eyes were full of worship.

Lu Mufan coughed several times and felt a little uncomfortable.

Within a few days, Cen Simiao could not be contacted by the health calendar. He was anxious and could not care much, and went directly to Lu Mufan. Anyway, what happened to him and Cen Simiao was not clear to Lu Mufan.

Wei Li sat on the sofa and talked with Lu Mufan a lot, his tone was particularly good. Lu Mufan instinctively wanted to refuse, but as soon as he said this, the Wei Li turned his head away and switched the subject.

Then it didn't take long for him to stand up and talk about it the other day.

Lu Mufan nodded gently and agreed. Looking at the back of Wei Li's departure, his eyes paused, and he always felt familiar.

As soon as I walked out of the company's health calendar, I received a call from Cen Simiao, with a soft voice, without seeing the previous bad temper: "You come here, no one in my family."

Wei Li drove over.

Cen Simiao stood with the steak and waited at the door. She just called Lu Mufan just now. He has to work overtime and will be back in the middle of the night. But the system told her that Lu Mufan might end early, but he didn't know it.

Cen Simiao then contacted Wei Li.

In front of the door, a woman dressed in fashionable clothes, holding a child, with a smile on her face, saw Cen Simiao standing at the door, and the woman said hello.

Unexpectedly, Cen Simiao seemed to open her conversation and grabbed her to chat. The woman was impatient and wanted to get away. Cen Simao did not let her go.

Until you see the health calendar.

Cen Simiao smiled and said goodbye to the woman.

This woman lives next door to her, picking up children from school every day, knowing what the wind is, and always love to gossip.

Cen Simiao intentionally let her see the Wei Li, just to tell Lu Mufan by her mouth that she and the Wei Li had been broken. After all, she said it from her own mouth. Even if Lu Mufan believed it now, it would be useless to increase favorability.

When the Wei Li saw Cen Simiao, she strode over, Censi Miao's eyes panicked, and she subconsciously avoided opening and closing the door. This time the health calendar pushed the door open. He was so angry that his eyebrows were somber: "Why do you hide from me, what is wrong with you?"

Cen Simao turned her head to look next door, then opened her mouth and shouted, "You let go of me, I have nothing to do with you, get out!"

The health calendar is a bit sloppy.

Cen Simiao shouted several times in succession before the Wei Li reacted, grabbed the steak plate that was blocked by the two directly, reached out to cover her mouth, and held Cen Simiao in her arms.

After struggling a few times, she stopped moving, her body softened, and leaned on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Wei Li thought she was using her temper, and she was relieved, and just when she was about to coax her, she heard a cold voice: "Let it go."

Wei Li was stiff and had no time to react. She had been pushed away by Lu Mufan. The steak plate in his hand fell to the ground, and the steak suddenly became dirty.

Lu Mufan looked at them coldly, his anger was mixed in his brows, and his lips were pale. Wei Li quickly went over and explained, "We didn't do anything, we just wanted to ..."

Lu Mufan's eyes were sharp: "She is my wife and I don't need you to explain to me."

Cen Simiao was flustered. She clenched her palms and looked at Lu Mufan with some fear.

His eyes were depressed, and he looked at the steak on the ground, pursing his lips: "Is the steak that day thrown like this?"