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

"You two, don't touch his things casually. Sometimes when I come back at night, I accidentally kicked his shoes under the bed. After I apologized to him, he still glared at me!"

"Not to mention other things, the chairs are not allowed to sit, and the cleaning is not allowed to sweep his place, he is afraid that the dust will dirty his things."

Mu Nanyu gave a soft "tsk" sound: "It's the 21st century, why, this one still thinks that he is the emperor, and don't let people touch the royal things?"

Guan Fang lived with such a difficult roommate for a week, and after finally waiting for Mu Nanyu and the others to come back, he poured out bitter water.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it, I thought he was a clean freak at first, but in the end, he never took out his own trash, and he would carry it for me every time. I'm like a slave!"

"The next time he doesn't take out the trash himself, you put the trash on his bed."

Mu Nanyu helped Bai Jingtan sort out the things in the suitcase, and glanced at the garbage under Wu Jian's table, which was full of garbage that was about to overflow.

"Just tonight, wait for him to come back."

Guan Fang was stunned for a moment, and then his expression suddenly became agitated: "Fuck, brother Yu, are you so tough? But isn't this not very good, what if he tells the housekeeper that we bullied him?"

Bai Jingtan glanced at him lightly, speaking concisely.

"Video."

After taking out all the things in the suitcase, Mu Nanyu and Bai Jingtan took a bath and changed their clothes. Seeing that it was almost time, they greeted Guan Fang.

"Bai Jingtan and I go to my uncle's house for dinner at night, and we won't be back until about nine o'clock in the evening. You should first mention to Wu Jian about taking out the garbage. If he doesn't do it, Bai Jingtan and I will come over to clean him up at night."

"Row!"

The taxi stopped at the gate of an old-fashioned residential area.

Mu Nanyu took out the special products he had brought from the trunk of the car, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Mu Wenjun was already waiting for them by the side of the road.

"uncle!"

"Hey! Brat, run slowly, you are already a college student, and you are still so reckless!"

Mu Wenjun has a clean-shaven cropped head, firm brows, and a faint shadow of being a soldier when he was young in his gestures.It's just that he just had a serious illness not long ago, so he looks a little thin.

Mu Nanyu's hands were full of things, seeing that Mu Wenjun was rushing to get them, he quickly backed away a few steps.

"Uncle, I can carry it myself! You just said that I'm already in college, and I'm not a three-year-old child. I can carry such a little thing!"

"Okay, Xiaoyu has grown up and is sensible——Xiaotan, why did you bring back so many things?"

"Xiaoyu and I visited a lot of places in Beijing, and saw many special products that you and my grandma like to eat, and these are cheaper than buying online, so we brought them all."

"It's fine, it's fine, let's go, the dishes are all ready, but your grandma is still making dumplings."

Bai Jingtan walked up to Mu Nanyu, and the two looked at each other tacitly.

"Uncle Mu, today's dumplings are stuffed with mushrooms and pork, right?"

"Yes, there are both of your favorite flavors!"

"Come up in a while, you guys eat first, and I'll make the dumplings."

Although Baijingtan in Beijing promised him to wrap dumplings for him before, it is of course impossible for Mu Nanyu to really watch him work alone.

When they got home, the two went straight to the kitchen, invited Mu Wenjun and Grandma Bai to the dining table, and then went to make dumplings by themselves.

"What can I do for you?"

"Help me mince the minced meat, and then chop up a handful of green onions."

Mu Nanyu nodded, picked up the kitchen knife on the side, and started chopping on the cutting board.

With a "bang", the splashed meat foam flew directly towards his face, and even the cutting board almost fell to the ground.

He frantically supported the chopping board with one hand, and wiped the meat foam on his face with the handle of the kitchen knife with the other. Bai Jingtan stopped him halfway up the hand.

"Be careful, it's just chopping a piece of meat, it's not killing a chicken, so why use all the force?"

"...I'm used to this kind of strength. If you want to blame you, blame the coach of our provincial team for doing strength training for us every day."

Mu Nanyu muttered, and felt a gentle force on his cheek in the next moment, and the touch was slightly rough.Bai Jingtan's knuckle-boned hands flashed past his eyes, and his fingertips seemed to have a little bit of meat foam on them.

"Turn your face a little, there are more over there."

The heartbeat suddenly seemed to have stopped for a moment, and when Mu Nanyu came back to his senses, his body had already obediently turned around according to Bai Jingtan's words, and the tip of his nose almost hit his chin.

Bai Jingtan narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be a hint of an unknown smile at the end of his eyes. He slowly lowered his face, tilted his head slightly, and approached Mu Nanyu's ear, bringing the distance between the two closer.

"Stand still and don't move."

Mu Nanyu stopped immediately when he was about to hide, his body was tense and he waited for Bai Jingtan to help him wipe off the scum on his cheeks.

"...Hurry up, what are you doing?"

His voice was dry and trembling, and even his breathing was chaotic.

Bai Jingtan's Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes fell on Mu Nanyu's ears, which were gradually turning red, a beautiful spot, as clear as a fine agate stone.

He raised his hand very slowly to caress Mu Nanyu's earlobe, and rubbed it lightly, pretending to wipe away the non-existent flesh foam.

"No, it's too much."

Mu Nanyu only felt a scalding heat coming from nowhere, and rushed straight to his face, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and he said suspiciously.

"Really... How powerful is my knife?"

"Have."

Bai Jingtan rubbed his cheek with her fingertips.

Look at the dodging eyes of the person in front of you.

Another rub.

He didn't withdraw his hand until it was too much to justify, and said without changing his expression, "Okay...be careful for a while."

Mu Nanyu murmured in his heart, took a few steps back, raised his hand to wipe his face twice, for some reason, the skin on the areas touched by Bai Jingtan was numb and hot all the time, as if he had contracted some kind of virus.

He was afraid that he would make another mistake, so he turned his back carefully and went to chop the onion.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaotan, are you two done with your work? When it's almost done, put the wrapped dumplings into the pot first, come over to order food and drinks, and return to the kitchen when the water boils!"

"Xiaoyu—why is the back of your neck so red? Are you not sick?"

Mu Nanyu trembled: "No!"

He hurriedly poured the chopped green onion into the minced meat, stirred it well, and stuffed it into Bai Jingtan's hand.

Three steps and two steps out of the kitchen, walked to Mu Wenjun and sat down.

"Uncle, Grandma Bai, why didn't you move your chopsticks?"

Mu Wenjun moved the orange juice over: "It was originally cooked for you! When the family is reunited, of course we have to eat together... It's not too short of a few minutes, don't you think?"

"Uncle Mu is right, I'll pour the bar for Uncle Mu."

Mu Nanyu raised his eyes, and met the smile evoked at the end of Bai Jingtan's eyes.

Tsk, Bai Jingtan really knows how to make parents happy.

Just as he was about to unscrew the cap of the orange juice bottle, he heard Mu Wenjun talking to him.

"Xiaoyu, hurry up, pour the drink for Brother Bai."