Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

The young brothers in the talent show were either doing waves in low-neck shirts or comparing hearts in pink sweaters. Mu Wenjun was taken aback by watching, secretly thinking that he was really old and couldn’t keep up with the trend.

My nephew and Xiaotan actually like this kind of show!

Mu Nanyu tapped his toes on the ground, feeling that he could soon create a happy planet, so he quickly sang with Bai Jingtan to smooth things over.

"Uncle, did you see that the lighting and choreography of this show are doing well?"

"It's okay..."

"Uncle Mu, do you think this dress suits Xiaoyu?"

"Which one is which?"

Mu Nanyu's eyes followed the direction of Bai Jingtan's fingers and landed on a contestant's silky white shirt that was almost completely naked, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Glaring at Bai Jingtan secretly: "Where is this appropriate?! If you really wear it on the street, you won't be called a hooligan?"

Bai Jingtan seemed to raise his eyebrows in surprise.

He smiled narrowly: "Which one is Xiaoyu talking about? I'm talking about the light blue sweater. You have fair skin, and the blue suits you very well."

Mu Wenjun also echoed in agreement.

"Yes, our Xiaoyu's skin is fair, and it looks tender in light colors."

Mu Nanyu suddenly got stuck, knowing that Bai Jingtan was deliberately teasing him, but now that his uncle was by his side, he had no way to refute, so he had to hold his nose to admit it.

"...It's okay, then next time I go to the mall to buy clothes, I'll try to pick a blue one."

After finally reaching the player interaction session, Mu Nanyu quietly sat up straight, ready to fight.

In the show, two very popular contestants are divided into a group. One of them sprained his foot during dance practice and went to the hospital to drop a lot of progress. The other is patiently teaching him movements to make up for his lessons.

The two boys hugged each other, looked at each other and smiled, and supported and fed them. It was the largest scene that he and Bai Jingtan could find.

Mu Nanyu coughed lightly, and brought up the topic first.

"Uncle, you see, these two boys have a very good relationship."

"That's right, friends should help each other like this, just like Xiaotan helping you with tutoring."

Mu Nanyu: "..."

He knew that the brain waves of the older generation were not on the same channel as them!

He hinted more and more clearly.

"I saw that many people on the Internet made a cp for the two of them. It's quite popular, and I often see it on Weibo hot searches."

"cp?" Mu Wenjun looked at him blankly, "what is cp?"

How can he explain this? !

Fortunately, Bai Jingtan saw his embarrassment and replied immediately.

"Uncle Mu, cp is the abbreviation of couple, which means...similar to a lover or object."

"Two boys?" Mu Wenjun's voice was a bit puzzled, as if he couldn't understand, "Young people nowadays have a lot of tricks... I don't think this is right."

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Mu Nanyu's forehead, carefully observing his uncle's reaction.

"Why... why do you say it doesn't look like it?"

"Stinky boy, although my uncle has never been married, he still fell in love when he was young. This is not how two people who like each other get along."

"You can see that?"

"Of course I can see it."

Then why didn't you see that Bai Jingtan and I were in love?

After all... my uncle still didn't put the two boys together in the list of people who can fall in love.

But fortunately, my uncle's reaction was at least not violent and resistive. It should be hinted for a while, and there is still hope.

Mu Nanyu calmed down and tried to comfort himself. Seeing that the time was almost up, he dragged his uncle into the kitchen to prepare dishes.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing here? You don't know how to cook, so don't make trouble for me!"

"Oh...it's okay if I don't know how to wash vegetables, right?"

"Little pool!"

Bai Jingtan took the cutting board and kitchen knife: "Uncle Mu, is this meat cut into pieces or minced meat?"

"Chop it into minced meat, and make a steamed egg with minced meat at night. I know you two like to eat green onions, so I bought a lot of them specially, and I will mix more chopped green onions in later."

Mu Nanyu looked at Bai Jingtan's skilled knife skills, and then looked at his limbs that seemed to have just been installed, and his face collapsed.

"Bai Jingtan, let me try it."

"You have a knife?" Bai Jingtan glanced at him and shook his head, "I'm not at ease."

"Why don't you worry about it? It's not like I haven't cut it before, isn't it just another chopped green onion!"

"Then you come."

Bai Jingtan took the kitchen knife, carefully adjusted the direction of the onion, and cut the first knife.

Not cut.

He held the handle of the knife and swiped it back and forth a few times.

Then cut the second cut, it seems that the length is not the same as before, and it is not cut.

Suddenly, the whole back was covered with warmth, and Mu Nanyu's wrist froze. When he realized it, Bai Jingtan's head was already close to his face, and the other's slender hands slowly wrapped around the back of his hand, exerting control The way he holds the knife.

"Look, when cutting vegetables, hold down with one hand, and the hand holding the knife is slightly inclined, so that you can cut like this..."

The warm and moist breath sprayed on the side of his neck, the roots of his ears, and from his back to his palms, there was an unspeakable heat, as if boiling from the depths of his bones and blood.

There was a roar in his head, he didn't listen to a word Bai Jingtan said, but subconsciously went to see his uncle.

Mu Wenjun was shaking his spoon, he couldn't tell if he was looking at them.

But this pose... is really too ambiguous.

Bai Jingtan held Mu Nanyu's hand and demonstrated it a few times, feeling the stiff body of the person in his arms like a stone sculpture, raised his eyebrows slightly.

He called out in a low voice, "Xiaoyu?"

"Uh-huh?"

"I'm chopping vegetables, be serious, what if I accidentally cut your hand?"

Mu Nanyu replied habitually: "No, aren't you here?"

After the words fell, he felt his uncle's eyes locked on them immediately.

"Xiaotan is teaching Xiaoyu how to chop vegetables?"

Bai Jingtan's face remained unchanged, and he smiled and said: "Well, I think Xiaoyu's movement of holding the kitchen knife is too dangerous... I'm afraid he will cut it."

When Mu Wenjun turned his head, Mu Nanyu's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

He raised his face and stared at Bai Jingtan.

Said in a breathy voice: "Aren't you a little too hasty?"

Why did he feel that the way his uncle looked at them just now was not quite right!

Bai Jingtan's thin lips moved slightly: "It's just cutting a vegetable."

A look of innocence.

fart!Cutting a vegetable, your hand keeps rubbing the back of my hand!

Cut a dish, your face is so close to mine, you can kiss me any closer!

Cut a dish and you——

"Xiaoyu."

Mu Nanyu shuddered and looked at his uncle: "Huh?"

"It's better not to stay in the kitchen. Your little white brother has taught you how to cut vegetables. He has already chopped up the green onions. Go and get the dishes and chopsticks, play for a while and get ready to eat."