The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 118 Can I touch your trophy? (24)
"I know, she loves me very much. She will give me whatever I want since I was a child." Cen Mu poked at the food, not because he was unhappy because his mother didn't care about him, but because...he always felt that, From now on he will be alone, an outsider.

Except that he has failed in college, no matter what he does, he is the pride of his mother.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be in the same school as Xueba now.

His depravity after college was also because he knew what happened between his mother and uncle.He is at a loss, and spends his days wasting playing games for fun.He doesn't want anything anyway, he thought, and let himself do it.

Alone, really lonely.

Children without a home are still a lot more sensitive in their hearts.

"Forget it, I said that as long as she is happy, I will bless her." Cen Mu knew this result a long time ago, he is an adult, he should not interfere.It's just that he is unhappy, but as long as his mother is happy, he can accept it.

For so many years, there is no shortage of male companions around my mother.

The mother is beautiful and rich, and she is a standard strong woman.She would divorce her father because she was too stubborn and wanted to dominate everything.

After the divorce, she brought him up single-handedly, and spent the best food and clothing, relying on her own ability.

Cen Mu finished picking up the rice in the bowl two or three times, heaved a long sigh of relief, and pulled a familiar smile on his face.As if everything that happened just now didn't exist, he put down his chopsticks with a smile, "Xueba, the food you cook is really delicious, if only you could cook for me every day."

"Okay." Gu Shi cleaned up the dishes.

Cen Mu's eyes lit up, "Seriously."

"En." Gu Shi nodded.

"Xueba, you are so kind!" Cen Mu stood up and helped to clean up the dishes, "I'll wash the dishes, I'll do it! Xueba, please sit down, I will cook and wash dishes in the future. "

Gu Shi was pushed to sit on the sofa by Cen Mu, looking at Cen Mu's busy back, he suddenly felt that this was very good.

He simply sat down and took a book with him.

Cen Mu wiped the table. Although he was lazy, he loved cleaning. Once he tidied up, he must be perfectionist.

"Xueba, you can do whatever you want, don't compete with me for this kind of rough work." Cen Mu wiped the table, but his mouth was not empty.

The book in Gu Shi's hand hadn't been opened yet, after hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced, "I didn't intend to rob you."

Cen Mu: "..." Xueba, can you speak? If you put it in Gongdouju like this, unless you are the emperor, you won't survive an episode!

Ah no, I can't survive half an episode.

After clearing away the dishes, Cen Mu sat down next to Gu Shi and picked up a green orange.

The oranges of this season are not yet ripe, but the fruit growers have already started to market them.As soon as Cen Mu peeled it off, a sour smell filled the air instantly, and the tip of his tongue had already started to turn sour.

Cen Mu ate a petal, it was quite sweet.He thought it was good, so he took a petal and stuffed it into Gu Shi's mouth, "Xueba, this is super sweet, try it."

With the book in his hand, Gu Shi saw the suddenly enlarged flesh in front of him, and ate it without thinking much about it with Cen Mu's hand.

The cool lips touched Cen Mu's finger, Gu Shi moved away instantly, and the sweet and sour taste filled the whole mouth.

He glanced at Cen Mu, this heartless guy was still eating the leftover oranges.

"How about Xueba? Is it delicious?" If it weren't for eating too many oranges and getting angry, Cen Mu really wanted to stuff all the oranges on the coffee table into his stomach.

Facing Cen Mu's gaze, Gu Shi coughed lightly, lowered his gaze, and said in a less natural tone than usual: "It's okay."

(End of this chapter)