Naruto's blogger brother

Chapter 25 Blood

"Hmph." Sitting across from Mu Ningci, Bo Ren raised his arms proudly, and said, "All the red bean balls today belong to Mr. Bo Ren!"

"..."

Looking at Bo Ren's pair of azure blue eyes swollen revealing the same complacency as a child, Mu Ningci is a soul in his 30s in his heart, and under the provocation of the other party for a long time, he can't help giving birth to a little bit of childishness , I saw the expression on his face unchanged and said: "You are such an idiot."

Bo Ren seems to be used to this address, he is not angry, but just turned his face away: "Hmph, you are not bad, you bastard!"

Zuo Liangna and Miyue looked at the two who were expressionless and disdainful, and couldn't help but smile bitterly for the rest of their lives, Miyue put her hands on the table and crossed them together and said: "Muning Ci-jun and Bo Ren-jun are really good. "

"Who would have a good relationship with this stinky guy!"

Boren grinned and wanted to scold Mu Ningci, but fortunately at this time, Zuo Liangna deliberately made a gloomy expression at Boren from an angle that Mu Ningci couldn't see, and Boren quickly fell silent.And at this moment, there was a burst of overflowing sounds from far to near, and the clerk carrying the tray smiled and delivered several plates to the wound one by one.

"Two servings of red bean balls, one serving of glutinous rice balls, and one serving of scrambled eggs. Children, please take it easy."

Mu Ningci looked at the plate served, no wonder this place is called "Maru no shop". The surface reflects silver-white light, and if you look carefully, you can find some black sesame seeds in the red dumplings. The sesame seeds are inlaid on the soft and smooth dumplings, which undoubtedly adds a bit of excitement to the dumplings. The desire to eat without waiting.

The meatballs are connected together with wooden sticks, each serving is three strings of meatballs. Seeing such delicious and tempting red bean dumplings, Mu Ningci suddenly moved his index finger. He just wanted to reach out to pick up the wooden sticks, but at this moment, A hand suddenly rushed in front of his eyes, and swept away the meatballs on his plate.

"..."

Mu Ning raised his head, and saw Boren holding three strings of red bean balls with a full face. He shook the balls in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Stinky guy! Now it's up to you to eat! Haha Ha ha!"

"Stupid blogger! How could you do this!"

Seeing this scene, Zuo Liangna quickly put down the glutinous rice balls that she had just bitten off a small mouthful of, and pointed a finger at Bo Ren and said, "This is what Mu Ning ordered, why don't you You can take it casually! Return it to Mu Ningci quickly!"

"Hmph, I don't want it!" Bo Ren had a string of meatballs in his left hand and two strings of meatballs in his right hand, with an unyielding look on his face.Seeing this, Zuo Liangna couldn't bear it any longer, she didn't even try to hide it, she just clenched her fists and said with a dark face: "Idiot Boren! Do you want me to say it a second time!?"

"Uh... Tch! I know!"

Seeing the dark-faced Zuo Liangna, Bo Ren, who wanted to hold on for a while, immediately faltered. He put down the dumpling in his hand rather unwillingly. Just when he wanted to continue to say a few more words on the scene, Bo Ren suddenly realized that , Mu Ningci, who was sitting opposite him, was eating a bunch of meatballs in his hand, and there were even two empty wooden sticks left on the plate.

"Hey... this is?...!" Bo Ren lowered his head subconsciously, but at the moment the three strings of meatballs on the plate in front of him had long since disappeared—then, in the blink of an eye, he just The three strings of meatballs that were put down miraculously 'fly' onto Mu Ningci's plate.

Seeing this, the blogger didn't know what happened. He raised his head with his eyes wide open, and looked at Mu Ningci's bulging cheeks, and the pot exploded in an instant.

"I'm going to kill you! Bastard!"

"idiot."

"Stupid blogger! Give me enough time!"

"boom--"

Looking at the flamboyant bloggers in front of him, Zuo Liangna, and Mu Ningci, who was eating dumplings calmly, Miyue couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, and the same smile remained on his face Said: "Everyone's feelings are really good."

"That's because there is such an idiot."

Mu Ningci, who was eating meatballs, heard such a sentence in the background of the noise of Bo Ren and Zuo Liangna, and replied in a neutral manner.

"Stinky guy! Try saying one more sentence!"

Pointing casually at the noisy bloggers with his chin, Mu Ningci calmly said to Siyue: "So don't worry, you will integrate into everyone soon."

"Ah... If that's the case, that would be great." The corner of Miyue's mouth raised: "At first I was worried about whether I could be friends with everyone, but it seems that there should be no problem."

As a primary school people's teacher in his previous life, Mu Ningci was actually quite sensitive to some of the thoughts of this kind of child. Leaving aside Boruto, a big idiot, Boren felt that he seemed to have some worries from the moment he met Siyue. Originally thought it was something else, but seeing his appearance just now, Mu Ningci realized that this was the case.

But compared to this, Miyue seems to have something more interesting to him.

"Of course there is no problem, this idiot will let you know how easy it is to make friends." Ignoring the blogger who was repaired by Zuo Liangna, Mu Ningci put down the wooden stick of the dumpling in his hand, and said to Miyue seriously: "However, I want to You always need a gift to be a friend, so if Miyue-kun wants to be my friend, can you give me one of your things?"

Mu Ningci's words were indifferent, and he didn't seem to care about other people's requests at all. His words were righteous, and those who didn't know might think that Siyue owed him something.

"Ah... this, of course there is no problem."

Miyue's smile paused slightly, but then immediately returned to nature.He tilted his head slightly, his light blue hair swayed with his movements, and said to Mu Ningci with a smile: "Then what do you want, Mr. Mu Ningci?"

"..."

Mu Ningci's white eyes flashed a hint of inquisitiveness, he put down the wooden stick in his hand, and said with a serious look: "Your blood."

(End of this chapter)