Chapter 6 Uncle Mu is hot
By the time Mu Bai went back, it was already eleven o'clock at noon. It's still an hour before dinner.
Mu Shou and Yu Jinnian's master and apprentice sat in a row on the sofa in the living room and drank tea.
Mu Bai changed out of his characteristic slippers and passed by the two casually.
It's rare to seriously sort the dishes I bought back and put them in the refrigerator.
You must know that she usually nests alone in the room, and it is common for her not to eat or drink for a day, let alone take the initiative to buy vegetables to fill the refrigerator like now.
The two people on the sofa looked at Mu Bai standing in front of the refrigerator.
Yu Jinnian retracted his gaze, leaned against the sofa, tilted his head, and continued to listen to the things that the master told him to take care of Xiaobai.
Mu Shou said a lot, stopped and looked at Mu Bai, who had come out of the kitchen, sitting on the sofa and bowing his head to eat a box of colored marshmallows, and said: "There is also a regular rinse after eating candy every day."
Mu Shou added another daily task to Yu Jinnian's supervisor, Mu Xiaobai.
He didn't forget that when the little girl was a child, she didn't brush her teeth when she secretly ate candy from her relatives, which made her suffer a lot of pain during the tooth replacement period.
After eating the last piece of blue-white marshmallow in the box, Mu Bai squinted his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips to reveal his two small tiger teeth, one left and one right, and dimples appeared on his cheeks.
The mouth was a little delicate: "Master is tired, drink tea to moisten your throat." After speaking, he gently glanced at the steaming tea on the glass coffee table.
Mu Shou, who was obviously distracted by Mu Bai, instantly smiled, and said innocently: "Okay, listen to Xiaobai, drink tea and drink tea!"
Then he raised his hand and took a sip of the tea in front of him.
Half a cup of hot tea went into his throat, Mu Shou put down the teacup in his hand, raised his hand and twisted the Buddha beads in his hand.
Then he inhaled and straightened his chest, and sat up straight, his eyes quite empty and distant.
Yu Jinnian couldn't help but look at the corners of his mouth that was crazy and rising, so he had to bow his head and secretly cover it with his hand, but he opened his mouth with a smile that could not be ignored: "I wonder if this tea is beneficial to Master's meditation?"
Mu Bai lightly pressed his hand against his chin, and without waiting for Mu Shou to speak, he said lazily: "Uncle Mu is hot."
After speaking, Yu Jinnian didn't hold back and laughed.
Mu Shou looked at the two of them angrily, and raised his hand generously to give Yu Jin, who was gloating, a brain meltdown: "Little rabbit, what does it look like if it's not big or small!"
Yu Jinnian dodged and got up, and said like a good apprentice: "Yes, yes, the apprentice knows his mistake!" I went to cook for the master and the little sister to make amends. With that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.
Mu Shou looked at Yu Jinnian, who seemed to be fleeing, and said with some disgust: "This stinky boy."
After taking another sip of tea that was not too hot, Mu Shou suddenly looked at Mu Bai who was sitting on the single sofa: "Xiaobai, are you uncomfortable?"
He could feel that the demonic energy that was overflowing from Mu Bao's body was a little more abundant than before.
Mu Bai leaned back on the sofa, and his eyebrows couldn't hide his tiredness: "When I came back, I saved a little girl."
Those jewel-like eyes suddenly appeared in my mind. Raised his hand and tightened the cuffs that were missing a button, pursed the corners of his lips and said, "I just used a little spiritual power."
Cleaning up the tiredness on his face, Mu Bai looked up at Uncle Mu who was frowning and looking at him: "It's not in the way." Uncle Mu relaxed. ”
Kimori was a little worried and wanted to say something more.
Mu Bai stood up and stuck out his tongue playfully, stretching his waist: "Uncle Mu, I'm hungry, let's go to the kitchen to help the little junior brother."
Without waiting for Mu Shou to continue to speak, Mu Bai walked to the kitchen with Mu Shou on his shoulder.
The three of them quickly prepared three dishes and one soup and served them on the table.
At the dining table, Mu Shou tasted the fruit brew in his hand, and sighed with some satisfaction: "My little white wine is good!" After speaking, he took a few more sips.
Putting down the porcelain white wine cup, Mu Shou said to Yu Jinnian with some seriousness: "Xiao Jin, there are other things that need to be dealt with for the teacher this time, and I won't follow your young people's birthday party."
After a pause, Mu Shou lowered his voice and approached Mu Jinnian: "I have handed over the method of drawing the Ten Thousand Soul Runes to you, if you can't learn it well, don't say that I am your master."
Yu Jin agreed with a young smile, and was pulled by Mu Shou to pour a few glasses of wine.
Mu Bai supported his cheek with his hand, and ate without a bite. quietly looked at the two drunkards who were making trouble, and shook his head helplessly.
Looking at Qian Cheng, who was sitting on the side watching the two of them punch and punish wine, Mu Bai took a chopstick and dipped it in some fruit brew.
The little guy obviously didn't drink well, and he started to get dizzy after a few chopsticks.
The meal was eaten in such a harmonious manner.
Yu Jinnian put the drunken and unconscious master into the car, reached out and took the coat handed over by Mu Bai and put it on Mu Shou, who was talking nonsense.
"Drive slowly on the road and stay safe."
"Remember to message me when it's time."
Mu Bai muttered sentence after sentence.
Yu Jinnian's slightly drunk eyes glanced at Mu Bai with a smile, and raised his hand to rub Mu Bai's hair: "I know, little senior sister." Go back, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning with Jin Huan. ”
Mu Bai nodded, stood in place, watching Yu Jinnian's car get farther and farther away, and finally disappeared from sight as a dot.
Rubbing the little head of Qiancheng in his arms, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Actually, this is enough." Isn't it? Mu Bai muttered, and his usual cold and lazy voice was gentle.
The low voice drifted away with the wind, and the warm wind blew the ends of the wood-white hair, revealing the eyes that had faded away and penetrated the warm color. Then he turned and went upstairs.