After hanging up the phone, Mo Chutian stayed on the terrace for a while. It was almost ten o'clock, and he hadn't eaten yet. Now that he was free, he felt hungry belatedly.
Before entering the study, Mo Chutian took another look at the place where Mo Ruan Miao had just stopped. He raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself, he never thought that such a well-behaved child as Mo Ruan Miao would have a boyfriend. Surprising.
Mo Chutian met Mo Ruanmiao downstairs, he looked very interested, he was sending messages on his mobile phone with his head down, Mo Ruanmiao didn't look at the road with his head down, Mo Chutian looked at people but deliberately didn't dodge.
Seeing that the two were about to bump into each other, Mo Ruanmiao suddenly felt a shadow cast on him. He was startled, and quickly stopped in his tracks. He looked up and saw that it was Mo Chutian. He complained, "Why are you walking?" There is no sound."
"Then why do you still play with your mobile phone while walking?" Mo Chutian asked back, his tone was exactly the same as that of parents educating their children nowadays.
Mo Ruanmiao must not be able to say anything about Mo Chutian, and what the other party said seemed to be true. He felt that he was in the wrong, so he immediately turned off his mobile phone. After doing this series of actions, he wanted to talk to Mo Chutian again, but Mo Chutian bypassed him and left before Kekou was opened.
Mo Ruanmiao was at a loss, and then almost without thinking, she changed her route and followed Mo Chutian's pace, like a little tail.
Aunt Chen was not at home at night, so Mo Chutian could only rely on his own efforts. Before Aunt Chen left, he sent a message to Mo Chutian, saying that the dishes were stored in the refrigerator, and he only needed to heat them up in the microwave.
Mo Chutian went straight to the kitchen, and at the moment when he was about to step into the kitchen door, he turned around, supported the door handle with his hands, stretched his long legs, and stood in front of Mo Ruanmiao, staring at Mo Ruanmiao A few seconds, and then asked: "What are you following me for?"
"I" Mo Ruanmiao squeezed her fingers, and looked at the person in front of her eyes with flickering eyes. He tried to get away with it, but Mo Chutian didn't accept this trick. It seemed that Mo Ruanmiao didn't tell the reason. He doesn't look away.
Mo Ruanmiao changed his strategy, and he called softly, "Brother."
He seemed to be begging Mo Chutian not to ask any more questions, because in fact, he himself didn't know why he followed Mo Chutian. He hadn't thought about it before doing this, so he couldn't give Mo Chutian an answer.
Mo Chutian frowned, and suddenly thought of the scene he had just seen. He felt that the child might need to be educated, otherwise he would call him brother if he caught someone.
Thinking of this, Mo Chutian stopped blocking Mo Ruanmiao, turned around and walked into the kitchen, and as expected, Mo Ruanmiao followed.
At this point, he didn't really want to eat, he just wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, but Aunt Chen was not there, so he couldn't do it himself if he had to do it himself. He opened the refrigerator, and there were three untouched dishes in it, all of which were meat dishes, perhaps because they felt that the vegetarian dishes were not fresh after being kept for a long time, so they didn't make them.
Mo Ruanmiao has been observing Mo Chutian's every move. He saw Mo Chutian's hesitation, so he took the initiative to ask, "What do you want to eat? I can do it."
Hearing this, Mo Chutian was surprised and turned to look at Mo Ruanmiao. He was full of doubts, "Do you know how to cook?"
The main reason is that Mo Ruanmiao's soft skin makes people think that this is a spoiled child. It is really not convincing to say that he can cook.
"Well, yes," Mo Ruanmiao said enthusiastically, and then he stood next to Mo Chutian and leaned over to see what ingredients were in the refrigerator, "What do you want to eat?"
Mo Chutian was dubious. From his angle, he could just see the other party's thin white fingers pawing at the gray door of the refrigerator. One could tell that they were a pair of artistic hands, but what he said was far from what he thought in his heart.
"Would you like to eat noodles?" Mo Chutian asked.
Mo Ruanmiao nodded, "Yes."
After finishing speaking, Mo Ruanmiao moved to the refrigerator next to him, and then he opened the door of the refrigerator and took out two eggs and a small piece of meat. He wanted to take other things but his hands were not enough, so he turned his gaze to Mo Chutian raised a big smile, "Brother, can you help me get some ingredients."
Mo Chutian touched his nose, but he didn't expect Mo Ruanmiao to do it.
"Want spicy food?" Mo Ruanmiao asked.
"Eat." Mo Chutian said.
"Where's onion and ginger?" Mo Ruanmiao asked, tilting his head. He remembered Mo Chutian's resistance to ginger before, and said: "Just put a little ginger and it won't have a strong taste."
"Okay, you can do as you see fit, I'm not picky about food." Mo Chutian was amused by him.
? Mo Ruanmiao was a bit heavy-handed, and accidentally made some extra noodles, so in the spirit of less waste.??The principle of food, he also made a bowl for himself.
The two sat next to each other, and two bowls of noodles were also placed together, but one was a large bowl and the other was a small bowl. The noodles were still very hot just out of the pot, and the rising heat always made people feel very warm.
The appearance of the noodles was very good, Mo Chutian was a little surprised, he didn't expect Mo Ruanmiao's cooking skills to be so good, he picked up the chopsticks and took a big bite, the taste was better than the appearance.
Mo Ruanmiao saw that Mo Chutian had eaten several mouthfuls without showing any sign, and felt a little uneasy. He couldn't help but ask, "Is it delicious?"
"Well, not bad." Mo Chutian nodded.
Mo Ruanmiao suddenly smiled, and started to eat while holding his small bowl.
After eating, the two of them cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks together. Mo Ruanmiao just wanted to talk to Mo Chutian, and he said, "Why isn't Aunt Chen here?"
"Did Aunt Chen tell you?" Mo Chutian asked back.
Mo Ruanmiao shook her head in confusion.
"Before you came, Aunt Chen almost didn't stay here," Mo Chutian said, "there are a lot of things going on in the old house these days, so she should always be there."
Unexpectedly, Mo Ruanmiao's focus was completely biased. When Mo Chutian looked at him again, Mo Ruanmiao had a sad face, "Am I troublesome?"
Mo Chutian changed his mind, and followed Mo Ruanmiao's words: "Yes, it is quite troublesome."
Mo Ruanmiao's emotions dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye. He lowered his head and said, "It will be fine when I start school."
Mo Ruanmiao spoke too softly, and the two were walking again. Mo Chutian didn't hear clearly, so he said "um".
Mo Ruanmiao's room was a little further out. When he reached the door of his room, he stopped, said goodnight to Mo Chutian, and then turned the doorknob to enter the room.
Unexpectedly, Mo Chutian squeezed his body and followed him in. Mo Ruanmiao looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Mo Chutian closed the door behind his back and said, "I want to tell you something."
Mo Chutian felt that since Mo Qixing handed him over to him, and he didn't dislike his younger brother after getting along for half a month, then he was obliged to fulfill his brother's responsibilities, and the most important thing was to return late It's not a matter of magnitude at all with falling in love with a man.
Mo Ruanmiao didn't know why, so she followed Mo Chutian awkwardly even though it was her own room.
Mo Chutian and Mo Ruanmiao sat opposite each other at the small table by the French window.
"I won't eat you again." Mo Chutian found it funny seeing Mo Ruanmiao's appearance as if he was facing a big enemy, so he couldn't help but tease him.
So what are you going to do? Mo Ruanmiao thought to herself, but the expression on her face relaxed a little.
Mo Chutian went straight to the point, "Eighteen is indeed an age when you can fall in love, but I think you are still young, especially because your situation is quite special."
Mo Ruanmiao frowned suspiciously, not understanding what Mo Chutian was talking about.
"You have to protect yourself well," Mo Chutian felt that he and Mo Ruanmiao were not close enough to say anything, so he said very cryptically, "You are not allowed to mess around outside, and you are not allowed to go to bars."
What is this talking about again? Mo Ruanmiao was confused.
However, Mo Chutian thought that silence was tacit consent, so he couldn't help but say a few more things, "Kids should put their studies first, and it's best not to come home late."
Mo Ruanmiao didn't interrupt Mo Chutian's speech, but frowned delicately and thought about what Mo Chutian meant.
Mo Chutian was unrestrained, and after saying this, he left the room, leaving only Mo Ruanmiao sitting there looking at the flowers and plants on the terrace and thinking about life.
Mo Chutian thinks he is a messy person? Mo Ruanmiao thought for a long time and extracted such a piece of information, but she obviously didn't come back late at night, didn't go to any strange place, and didn't mess around
When he woke up the next morning, Mo Ruanmiao felt a little headache and couldn't get up for a while. He simply lay on his side on the bed and looked outside through the gauze curtain.
Last night he thought about what Mo Chutian said for a long time. He still hadn't figured out what the other party meant, but during the whole night of thinking, he figured out another thing. He found that he seemed to care about Mo Chutian very much. Chutian's view.
Just these few words made him uneasy.
Mo Ruanmiao closed her eyes, thinking that this might be the sequelae of "living under the fence".
It will be fine when school starts, and he can move to the dormitory after school starts, so that it will not be a trouble. He is most afraid of being a trouble to others, it used to be, and it is still now. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com