Eat to resolve embarrassment.

Every time I eat with Uncle Cao and them, it is lively and lively, and suddenly it quiets down, and everyone is not very used to it.

Aunt Zhou glanced at Uncle Cao with a little hesitation, then laughed dryly twice and diverted the topic, saying something that was not there, Zhou Chi quickly answered, which could be regarded as a slight relief of embarrassment.

Chat while eating.

After that, Mu Ye also picked up two sentences from time to time, but what he said was inconsequential.

He peeled a lot of shrimp and came out, but he didn't eat it himself, and after saving almost half a bowl, he naturally handed it to Song Shihuan, and took the empty bowl in her hand to him.

Aunt Zhou: "......"

Uncle Cao: "......"

Even Song Shihuan himself was taken aback.

Zhou Chi smiled but said nothing.

Cao Fan almost wrote the words of scolding his mother directly on his face: The old man is just different, he can't do it much, right!

Song Shihuan hesitated slightly, and didn't react for a long time.

Cao Fan: "If you don't want to eat, you can give it to me!" I'm not dirty! ”

Uncle Cao's father couldn't stand it anymore: "Get out of the way!" "What's the matter with you!

"It was meant to be!" Cao Fan muttered unconvinced: "It's not that she doesn't have long hands!" ”

In the end, the words were already very quiet, but they were still heard by Mu Ye.

He didn't care, there was a faint smile hanging on the corner of his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly constricted, and his tone was a little indulgent: "Seeing that she can't peel off one for a long time, I'm anxious for her." ”

Song Shihuan: "Where do I have it!" Whispered beep.

It's true that I hate to be good at it, but it's not so exaggerated that I can't peel it off for a long time, okay!

Mu Ye heard it, but he just didn't hear it.

After that, I kept helping her get it, and I didn't eat much.

After lunch, I accompanied Uncle Cao and Aunt Zhou to play mahjong in the yard for a while, and then prepared to leave after dinner.

Cao Fan went upstairs to sleep after eating, and when Mu Ye and Zhou Chi were about to go back to the city center, his friends who were stationed at the bar with him happened to come to work with him.

When Cao Fan came down from the upstairs with his guitar on his back, his friend happened to park the locomotive in front of his house, Zhou Chi stood by the car and waited, and Mu Ye was talking to Uncle Cao inside.

His friend's eyes lit up when he saw Mu Ye's sky-high Bentley.

As soon as he saw him come down, he immediately said, "You can lie down!" I actually know such a rich person, do you know how much this car costs? In fact, it's not about money, it's not necessarily about selling ...... if you're rich."

"It's your business!"

With that, he got into his friend's car.

It doesn't matter if his friends are friends, anyway, the two usually get along like this, and they still talk to themselves: "When will you let your friend take us out to play, bring Youyou, if she takes such a good car once, she won't be happy to die!" ”

"Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?" Cao Fan was a little impatient, and even, bored: "Xu You knows such a wide master, and he can still look at you!" ”

"Hey, don't say that, Youyou is not that kind of material girl......"

Cao Fan: "Heh! ”

The two also went to work with them, although they were very greedy for Muye's car, but they didn't dare to delay too much.

Mu Ye said a few words to Uncle Cao, and he didn't know what Uncle Cao told him, his face was a little stiff, but it was only for a moment, and he soon returned to normal, smiling lightly, and his tone was soft and elegant: "Don't worry, there won't be a second time." ”

Uncle Cao smiled lightly and nodded.