Sunlight.

Fresh flowers.

Beauty.

Chu Mu originally wanted to call her, but somehow, he opened his mouth and didn't speak.

He stood quietly at the door of the study, looking at this quiet and beautiful scene, as if something invisible was slowly penetrating into his heart.

It was Ah Zhao who discovered him first.

She straightened up and looked back at him: "Done?" ”

Chu Mu nodded.

Ah Zhao walked up to him and said, "Shall we go out to eat today?" ”

Chu Mu knew her thoughts when he heard the words.

He smiled: "What kind of food did you see again?" ”

This apocalyptic literary boss from the future is very easy to feed when it comes to speaking.

The life of a full-time author is simple, simple to the point of being a little boring.

Chu Mu also likes absolute silence when he writes, and he doesn't like to be disturbed.

Ah Zhao is here alone, it should be very boring.

It's just that even Chu Mu couldn't imagine that she could enjoy herself alone like this.

Prepare food and drink for her every day, and if there is an update, you can be satisfied.

Recently, however, Ah Zhao has developed a new hobby.

She paid attention to the classic or innovative dishes that are famous in several food markets in J City.

When Chu Mu has time, she will pull him to follow the guidance of the official account from place to place to taste food.

Some are really good, some are not used to coming.

In general, Chu Mu likes such days.

He used to feel that he was a very "alone" person, and he could endure loneliness and even enjoy his life alone.

But now, there is a man who lives in the same house as him, and in his spare time, the two of them walk through the streets and alleys of the city to taste the flavors of life.

It's also a very interesting thing.

Ah Zhao's eyes lit up: "What season is it?" ”

Chumu: "Autumn. ”

Ah Zhao nodded: "Yes, autumn!" It's a good time to eat crabs. It is said that the crab incense building on Linjiang Street, a new batch of good hairy crabs, fatty and fragrant, delicious enough to swallow the tongue, we ...... at noon today."

Chu Mu took over the conversation very respectfully: "Let's go eat crabs." ”

Ah Zhao immediately laughed when he heard this.

The two were not far away, and Chu Mu looked at her eyes bent into two beautiful crescents, with neat teeth lined with bright lips, and her heart softened.

"Eat something, so happy?"

Ah Zhao glanced at him and nodded seriously: "Of course I'm happy to eat what I like with someone I like." ”

Favorite ...... Person?

Chu Mu's breath stagnated.

He showed a rare hint of nervousness and embarrassment, and looked at Ah Zhao: "You ......"

Ah Zhao secretly laughed in his heart.

As if she had just reacted, she hurriedly said, "Ah, don't get me wrong. I just said that I didn't mean anything else, that is, you are my favorite author, and this is what I mean when I say I like people. ”

Chu Mu: "...... Oh. ”

He suddenly felt a little depressed: Is he in such a hurry to explain, is he afraid that he will misunderstand something?

He glanced at Ah Zhao again, the little girl's eyebrows and eyes were clear, her smile was sweet, there was no embarrassment or embarrassment, and she looked very heartless.

Sure enough, that sentence just now was just an unintentional statement.

He suddenly became a little distracted, and made an excuse to leave: "I'll write an outline for a new book, and we'll go out for dinner at eleven o'clock." ”

"Okay."

Chu Mu didn't see it, the heartless little girl was smiling behind her like a little cat who had stolen something.