The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 72 - 72 0072 Indirect Kiss

72: Chapter 0072 Indirect Kiss 72: Chapter 0072 Indirect Kiss About five or six minutes passed before the bathroom door opened again.

Mu Bingtong walked out wearing a set of home clothes, particularly noticeable were the long pants she wore on her legs.

However, since her legs were originally straight and slender, and the pants were a bit tight, they clung tightly to her legs, outlining their perfect shape.

Combined with the earlier scene, this once again made Chu Ge feel thirsty.

Although she was fully dressed, Mu Bingtong’s cheeks still bore two enticing flushes of red: “You…

you’re back.”

“Ah.” Chu Ge nodded, and the atmosphere turned awkward once more.

Just as Chu Ge was racking his brain for what to say, a burnt smell suddenly wafted from the kitchen.

He sniffed slightly, puzzled, “What’s that smell?”

“Ah!” Mu Bingtong exclaimed and hurried into the kitchen: “My noodles!”

Her rush was so hasty that she hadn’t had time to thoroughly dry her hair, and in that short time, a small puddle had gathered on the floor.

When Mu Bingtong turned around, she stepped right into the water.

“Ah—!” She screamed as she fell backward, her head heading straight for the corner of the table!

She had even closed her eyes in despair, then suddenly, a warm breeze brushed her face, and Mu Bingtong felt herself fall into a warm embrace.

She quickly opened her eyes, only to find herself face-to-face with Chu Ge.

The atmosphere seized up, a very special feeling rising from the bottom of Mu Bingtong’s heart, her face so red it nearly dripped blood.

However, a few seconds later, Mu Bingtong’s eyebrows furrowed, and she clenched her teeth tightly, glaring at Chu Ge, squeezing a few words out from between her teeth: “Have you touched enough?”

“Not…

not yet…” Chu Ge subconsciously replied, meeting Mu Bingtong’s almost murderous gaze, shuddering, and quickly removing his hand from her chest: “Cough cough, that, misunderstanding, it was all a misunderstanding.

It was an emergency, you know!”

Watching Chu Ge’s aggrieved look, Mu Bingtong felt so annoyed she was itching, but since Chu Ge had indeed saved her, even though her eyes were nearly chopping him to pieces, her mouth still dryly spit out two words: “Thank you!”

A stronger burnt smell filled the air, and Mu Bingtong’s complexion changed.

She rushed into the kitchen without hesitating.

“My noodles!” As Chu Ge stepped into the kitchen, he saw Mu Bingtong with a crestfallen face staring at the pot, which was already turned off, with a large lump of black material congealed inside.

Seeing the usually icy goddess pouting her mouth, wanting to cry but tearless as she looked at the pot, Chu Ge suddenly felt a strong sense of adorable gap and couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Hearing the laughter, Mu Bingtong turned her head and glared fiercely at Chu Ge: “What are you laughing at?”

Chu Ge hurriedly restrained his smile, waving his hand: “Cough cough, nothing, nothing!

Well, I haven’t eaten either, I’ll cook.”

“You know how to cook?” Mu Bingtong asked, skeptical.

Facing Mu Bingtong’s gaze, Chu Ge couldn’t help but roll his eyes and muttered: “Someone who can even burn noodles, what right do they have to doubt me?”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing.” Chu Ge quickly shut his mouth, stepping forward to take the pot from her hands: “What do you want to eat?”

“Anything, as long as it’s not too greasy,” Mu Bingtong said, then hesitated for a moment before asking, “Um, do you need my help?”

“No need.” Chu Ge shook his head refusing: “Just go watch some TV on the sofa for a while, it’ll be ready soon.”

Back when he was in the mountains, Chu Ge was mostly responsible for household chores, and the old man was very picky, so over the years, along with developing his skills, he also cultivated culinary expertise that wasn’t inferior to a professional chef.

Mu Bingtong sat on one side of the dining table, not turning on the TV, but staring at Chu Ge’s skilled cooking in the kitchen.

It has to be said, this man, at times, is actually quite attractive.

If the marriage arrangement turned real, it seems…

not so hard to accept?

Mu Bingtong’s gaze became hazy for a moment, then suddenly her pretty face blushed and she quickly shook her head forcefully, throwing that thought out of her mind.

“Oh my, what am I thinking about?

The marriage agreement is just a plan, when the contract expires, I’ll immediately kick him out of the villa and never have anything to do with him again!” she muttered, gulping down a cup of warm water on the table, settling her messy thoughts quite a bit.

Afterwards, Mu Bingtong turned on the TV, but her mind was not on it at all.

Every few minutes, she couldn’t help glancing toward the kitchen, then her pretty face would blush and she quickly shifted her gaze back to the TV.

Chu Ge was very efficient at cooking; in just about ten minutes, a tempting fragrance from the dishes wafted out of the kitchen.

Smelling this, Mu Bingtong’s stomach made a light “gurgle” sound, which made her cheeks redden again.

“Alright, let’s eat!” Chu Ge brought two dishes to the table, one dish of Kung Pao Chicken and another of stir-fried lotus root, considering it was late at night, it was better to avoid greasy food.

As he set the dishes, he had also arranged the chopsticks; the pot contained rice with red dates, and heat along with a sweet fragrance spread throughout the room.

Mu Bingtong swallowed subconsciously, not waiting for Chu Ge and scooped some food for herself first.

“How’s the taste?”

Mu Bingtong covered her mouth, her face full of satisfaction, and nodded repeatedly, mumbling, “Mmm…

didn’t expect, you really have got some skills!”

“Of course.” Chu Ge smiled proudly, served himself a bowl and sat opposite Mu Bingtong: “I won’t boast about other things, but I do have the skills of a five-star chef.”

“Keep bragging!” Mu Bingtong chuckled.

“By the way, where’s the cup of water on the table?

I just poured it and hadn’t drank much.”

“That was your cup of water?” Mu Bingtong’s tone changed.

No wonder she felt the rim was wet when she drank it earlier, she was nervous at the time and didn’t think much about it, assuming it was just condensation.

Now it seemed, it was probably this guy’s saliva!

If that was the case, didn’t it mean they just indirectly kissed?

Mu Bingtong felt her cheeks burning and hurriedly lowered her head, murmuring in a muffled voice: “I…

I saw the water was cold, so…

so I poured it out, you can pour some more for yourself if you want!”

Chu Ge didn’t suspect anything, watching Mu Bingtong gobbling down the food, he gently said, “Eat slowly, don’t choke, no one is fighting with you for food.”

Hearing Chu Ge’s words, Mu Bingtong paused while picking up the food and said softly, “Thank you!”

“It’s just a meal, is it worth thanking?”

“Yes.” Mu Bingtong sighed, picked up a slice of lotus root and chewed it slowly: “I can’t even remember when was the last time I had a homemade meal.

Actually, I can’t cook at all, neither can Yaoyao, so all our meals are ordered from outside.”

“What if you come back too late?

Like today?” Chu Ge asked.

Mu Bingtong gave a bitter smile, pointing at the kitchen: “You see, I can only boil noodles.

If I come back late, I just make a bowl of noodles for myself.”

Looking at this female billionaire CEO, and thinking about her eating plain noodles alone late at night, out of nowhere, Chu Ge felt a pang of heartache and softly said, “If possible, I will cook for you every day from now on.”

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