Cheng Mu thought for the first moment that the words he opened should be 'this old immortal', but he didn't expect the people around him to say this in a coquettish tone when he first woke up.

Most of the time he was wrong.

The uncle parked the car on the side of the road and gave him a big 'point'.

I couldn't see it in the plastic bag, so I took it home and put it in the basin only to find that there was a big pot.

"What are you doing when you buy so much, can you eat it all?"

Chixiao was extremely innocent: "I said a little bit, who knew that he had installed so much for me, anyway, it was only a dozen yuan, so he should be given pension money." ”

Young Master Ling, who was cheated by the old man, didn't care at all, because he smelled pretty good.

Cheng Mu took him chopsticks and turned around and went to the kitchen.

Although Young Master Ling has come to his door so many times, this is the first time he has really come to his house as a guest, so naturally he can't just eat such a pot of vegetarian bean skin, not to mention that this is still bought by the guests themselves.

He took out all the dishes in the refrigerator, fried a few dishes, and burned a few tomato and egg soup.

"I don't know if you'll be able to get used to it."

"Well, I look okay."

Chixiao glanced at it, and his attention was attracted by the TV again, and it happened to be that there was an advertisement at the wonderful place, and the eldest young master was so angry that he directly lost the remote control.

"I'm annoyed, why are there so many advertisements!"

He rolled up his sleeves and came to the kitchen to help Cheng Mu with his work.

The kitchen of the old mansion is not stingy at all, it is amazingly large, and Cheng Mu is also well organized, but it is too clean, and Chixiao doesn't know how to start.

He rolled up his sleeves for fifteen minutes.

"Don't move, you don't have to dirty your expensive shirt."

Chixiao didn't explain anything, just clubbed at the door and didn't move.

When the advertisement ended, he went back to sit on the sofa and continued to watch TV, leaving Cheng Mu busy in and out of the kitchen alone.

All the dishes were brought out, Cheng Mu couldn't stand this young master a little, and his foot touched the tip of his shoe.

"Can you move?"

Chixiao moved his foot to the side, which was considered a move.

He said, "It's not that I dislike you, it's that you dislike me." ”

This is a reply to what he just said.

Cheng Mu was stunned for a long time before he laughed coldly.

"Huh."

Chixiao also replied, as if he wouldn't sneer at anyone.

He took the bowl and chopsticks and ate it directly, chewing the tender meat in his mouth, he nodded very sincerely, and praised Cheng Mu's cooking skills.

"It's really good, this meat is so tender."

Cheng Mu snorted coldly and ignored him.

After that, the two looked at the TV together, Chixiao couldn't stand the mentally retarded advertisement and had changed the channel, and this time it was a selection of sketches from the Spring Festival Gala, and he was so smiling that he leaned back and turned back.

Grilled rice, picked up vegetables, laughed, and even took time out of his busy schedule to pour Cheng Mu a glass of wine.

After pouring it, he also advised: "Drinking too much wine hurts your body." ”

Then I added a small glass to myself.

The atmosphere was a little eeriely harmonious.

Cheng Mu realized at this time that this series of plots was too much like the relationship mode of some old husbands and wives.

When I came home from work together, I went to the kitchen to cook alone, and there was a person who was lazy and waiting in the living room, quarreled inexplicably, and reconciled inexplicably.

Warm.

It was really strange for such words to appear in his relationship with Ling Yu.

Chixiao told Cheng Mu not to drink too much, but he secretly added several glasses of wine.

The wine is the self-brewed grain wine of Cheng Mu's old comrades-in-arms, but it is not comparable to those liquors on the market, and Chixiao soon fell drunk on the table.

Cheng Mu could only go to wash and clean up by himself, and after finishing it, he found that Young Master Ling was lying on the sofa and fell asleep with his blanket around his waist. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~

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