People are killing ghosts: starting from taking care of Mrs. Kui Zhi

"Thank you Mujun, I will definitely work hard."

Aoi Eda clenched his fists, held his towering chest, and said seriously.

"Then Madame Troublesome will clean up my room first, and by the way, make another lunch."

Su Mu smiled and spoke.

"Yes, Muki."

Aoi Zhi placed her little hand on her lower abdomen and bowed her head slightly.

Su Mu glanced at the Aoi branch of the stove, and could feel the meekness of the woman in front of him.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it, he went straight to the exercise, and continued to start exercising, only long-term perseverance can obtain attribute points, once slack off on the way, it is very difficult to obtain attribute points again.

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Two hours later, Su Mu stopped exercising out of breath, sweat droplets down his forehead from his chin and splashed on the ground, witnessing Su Mu's efforts.

"It's a pity that I didn't get attribute points."

Closing his eyes slightly and looking at the attribute panel, Su Mu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

It's not easy to get attribute points, like this exercise, it takes two or three days to get 0.01, and if you slack off a little along the way, this time may be extended.

After exercising, he was also a little hungry, Xi habitual, ready to go to the kitchen to make some simple food, but just got up, there was a wisp of fragrance between his noses, making his nose twitch slightly.

At this time, Su Mu remembered that he didn't have to cook by himself today.

Turn around and go back to the living room.

The room that was messy before is now very clean, whether it is the floor or the furniture in the house, it is very clean.

On the table in the room, the tea had already been brewed, and the little heat rose to show the temperature in it.

Although I am not sloppy on weekdays, I still rarely clean up the room, so the room always looks very messy, but at this moment, the room is cleaned up, and I feel very comfortable looking at it.

"Sure enough, there is still a big difference between having a woman in the house and not having a woman."

Feeling the temperature of the room, Su Mu couldn't help but sigh, and in his mind, the figure of the sunflower branch of the stove door unconsciously appeared, and the bulging chest under the woman's thick clothes always appeared.

Shaking his head, Su Mu suppressed the impetuous thoughts that rose in his heart.

He probably knows his own situation, after all, he has been exercising, his body is getting stronger and stronger, his blood is getting stronger and stronger, and in the same way, for the opposite sex, your thirst and impulse are also getting bigger and bigger.

These are the instinctive needs of the body, and they are not subject to the will of the individual.

Suppressing the desire that rose in his heart, Su Mu sniffed his nose, and the lingering fragrance in the air became stronger and stronger.

He couldn't help but follow the fragrance, and soon, came to the kitchen.

The kitchen, which was messy before, is now clean and tidy, and the dishes and chopsticks are neatly placed.

In front of the pot in the kitchen, a woman was quietly guarding the boiler.

The woman was about twenty or thirty years old, wearing a purple pine pattern kimono, a white square neckline long coat, and her jet-black hair was softly draped over her shoulders.

Because the pot table is a little high, the woman's chest is half pressed against the pot table, and the purple kimono shows a very exaggerated arc.

As if hearing the movement at the door, the woman couldn't help but turn her head, revealing a tired but very delicate and gentle face.

Seeing that it was Su Mu, the stove gate sunflower branch unconsciously lowered his head slightly, and his little hand subconsciously brushed a strand of hair from his forehead behind his ear.

"Lunch is ready."

The small hand of the sunflower branch of the stove door is placed on the lower abdomen, and the head is slightly bowed, which looks soft and gentle.

"Okay."

Su Mu's gaze looked away with some difficulty, and his throat swallowed slightly unconsciously, after all, even if the stove door sunflower branch was dressed very conservatively and thickly, it could not hide the mature and sexy but gentle taste of the other party.

What's more, the mere identity of a surviving person is enough to cause some throbbing in the heart.

However, in the end, he still endured, after all, he is not the kind of person who relies on force to force others.

Suppressing the thoughts that were about to move in his heart, Su Mu walked over and unconsciously took a deep sniff.

"Madame's food smells very good, and presumably, it must taste very good."

He opened his mouth gently, and the aroma of the food and the faint fragrance of the unique woman on the stove door aoi hit his taste buds, making him feel a sense of index finger movement.