Black Powder Edible Guide

After speaking, Jiang Minglang stood where he was. While rubbing his stomach, he looked innocently at Huo Mu who came out of the elevator carrying a case of beer.Huo Mu put the box on the ground, and he walked over quickly.With a sweep of his long arms, Huo Mu put his arm on Jiang Minglang's shoulder.

"Let's go." Standing beside Jiang Minglang, Huo Mu acted as if he was putting on a shelf for Jiang Minglang. He held Jiang Minglang and walked slowly towards the elevator step by step.

Jiang Minglang was confused by his sudden action, and when he realized it, Huo Mu had already led him to the elevator.Once they got into the elevator, the two of them looked at each other without saying a word. Jiang Minglang was extraordinarily honest in the elevator even though he had made trouble just now.

Huo Mu's house is in room 1502 after exiting the elevator and turning left.Huo Mu gently put the beer on the ground, then took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.He pushed the door open and took out a pair of slippers for Jiang Minglang from the shoe cabinet.After watching Jiang Minglang change his shoes, he let Jiang Minglang enter the room, and he changed his shoes slowly outside the room.

Jiang Minglang sat on the sofa cautiously, while Huo Mu was still changing his shoes outside, he could only look around by himself.To his surprise, Huo Mu now lives in a small house with two bedrooms and two living rooms.The whole house is clean and tidy, and the decoration is as if it is not there.Looking at this living room without any breath of life, three words popped up in Jiang Minglang's mind, X is cold.

Not long after, Huo Mu brought a case of wine into the living room.Jiang Minglang, who was looking around, followed the voice and looked towards Huo Mu.Huo Mu was stepping on the floor with his bare feet. He opened the wooden cabinet door at the entrance and stuffed the wine inside.

"Why don't you wear shoes?" Jiang Minglang looked at Huo Mu curiously.

"Ah."

Huo Mu didn't want to answer Jiang Minglang's question.He doesn't socialize with people all the year round, very few people come to visit, and he doesn't have a spare pair of slippers at home, so he has to give Jiang Minglang his own slippers to wear.He is now angry with Jiang Minglang, and he is really unwilling to ask him to explain so much all at once.

When Jiang Minglang heard Huo Mu's perfunctory answer, he naturally didn't want to ask any more questions.He moved to the corner of the sofa and leaned against it with his eyes closed.A little tired, he wants to sleep.Jiang Minglang leaned against the wall and adjusted his posture as if no one else was there. After finding a comfortable posture for himself, he pulled a pillow and hugged him in his arms.

He has a bad habit of sleeping, that is, he has to hug something to sleep.

"Come on, drink some water." Just as he closed his eyes, Huo Mu walked over with a glass.

"Well, thank you."

Jiang Minglang opened his eyes with difficulty, and thanked him.Jiang Minglang held the glass and took a sip. The feeling of the warm water flowing from the mouth down the esophagus to the stomach made him feel a lot better.

"Don't sleep yet, I'm going to cook some porridge." After Jiang Minglang finished drinking the water, Huo Mu left a sentence and turned to the kitchen.

After drinking some hot water, Jiang Minglang did not feel sleepy now, he followed Huo Mu into the kitchen with his glass in his hand.Huo Mu is wearing white short-sleeves and light blue loose jeans today. He looks like a three-way youth in college, and his face is pleasing to the eye.He sat in the living room and watched for a while, feeling bored, he simply got up from the sofa and followed the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Huo Mu was cutting minced meat with a knife. He stood behind Huo Mu and watched for no less than 5 minutes.He specially stepped up his pace, trying to attract Huo Mu's attention, but unfortunately failed.

"Huo Mu." Jiang Minglang couldn't bear it anymore, he called out.

"Ah."

Jiang Minglang's face darkened, although he was very unhappy with Huo Mu's attitude.But there is no way, today he is unkind, and it is normal for people to have a little temper.He hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry." His voice was very low, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't know that he was speaking.

When the last sound of his three words fell, Huo Mu finally turned around.As usual, his face was still expressionless, and to be honest, his expression didn't match the age-reducing clothes.

"President Jiang." Huo Mu looked straight at him and called out.

The corners of Jiang Minglang's mouth twitched, usually it was nothing to hear Huo Mu calling Mr. Jiang, but today it was particularly awkward.He turned his head slightly, pretending to be looking at the cabinet of Huo Mu's house, so as to avoid someone's sight.He didn't speak, and Huo Mu didn't continue talking.Jiang Minglang stared at the minimalist-style cabinet in black and white in front of him, and kept introspecting in his mind.

He may have lost his mind today, so he just followed Huo Mu's house.

Huo Mu stared at him and hesitated to speak, but Jiang Minglang's reaction made him a little speechless.He sighed, "Forget it, Mr. Jiang, you go to the living room and wait for me. Turn on the fire later, the kitchen smells heavy." After finishing speaking, Huo Mu stopped talking to Jiang Minglang.

Jiang Minglang didn't understand, he had already apologized, why this paralyzed face still had a face that he owed millions?He stayed in the kitchen for a few minutes, seeing that Huo Mu really didn't intend to talk to him, he walked out reluctantly.

Still slumped on the sofa as usual, Jiang Minglang stared at the ceiling of Huo Mu's house in a daze.After thinking wildly, he quickly came up with an answer that he was not welcome anywhere.

"Eat, warm your stomach." Huo Mu came over with a small bowl of lean meat porridge, and at the same time he was holding a plate of green vegetables.

Jiang Minglang moved his eyes, although he really wanted to be ambitious and say nothing, but he was really hungry now.He had already vomited out the food in his stomach at the food stall, and now it has been two or three hours, and he would be deceiving himself if he said he was not hungry.

"Thank you." Jiang Minglang adjusted his posture and sat upright on the sofa.He picked up the porridge bowl, and after pulling it a few times, he found that Huo Mu, who was sitting on the opposite sofa, had empty hands.He glanced at the vegetables on the coffee table, and then at the porridge in his hand.He asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"I've eaten it before." Huo Mu bent down and pulled out the small bench under the coffee table, then sat on the small bench with a notebook and began to write carefully.Judging by that posture, he is going to read the script again.

Finished?Jiang Minglang's heart tightened, he watched Huo Mu silently waiting for someone to explain the function of this dish of vegetables to him.However, Huo Mu is a person who is super addicted when he reads the script. He didn't notice Jiang Minglang's gaze resting on him at all.Jiang Minglang originally wanted to shout, but seeing Huo Mu's obsessed look, he didn't want to disturb others.

He ate the porridge one bite at a time, during which Huo Mu didn't even raise his head.Jiang Minglang was depressed, he moved the plate of green vegetables to his front, then used chopsticks to put half of the plate into his porridge bowl, and then put the remaining half of the plate in front of Huo Mu.

"Hey, young man, eat more vegetables to grow your body."