Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

Bobo turned her head unhappily and faced Mu Nancheng in protest:

"Don't you have a crush on me? If you are so fierce, I will lose my heart. Although I know that you treat me badly on purpose just to attract my attention, I am not a robot who can be puaed. I like gentle men. Paper, like the fourth brother..."

Mu Nancheng pressed his palm on Bobu's head and turned it vigorously, and the robot's head made of metal cartilage was turned halfway by him.

Seeing that Mu Nancheng's dark face looked like he was about to kill someone, Xiao Ran had no choice but to hide in the corner of the elevator with his arms in his arms.

Fortunately, the elevator reached the first floor quickly, and Mu Nancheng stepped out of the elevator with murderous strides and walked out.

"Let you talk nonsense," Xiao Ran turned Bobu's head back distressedly, "I told you not to mess with him."

"Touch... touch the head to kill..."

Bubu's green pupils seemed to be filled with red hearts, but after a while he sighed melancholy again,

"When I mentioned another outstanding male paper, Mr. Mu's heart muscle contracted violently, his liver and alveoli expanded significantly, his blood pressure rose, and his thyroid secretion exceeded the standard... He was very angry, he was jealous of me, of course!"

"You're thinking about peaches!"

The authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, Xiao Ran will not miss the fierce stare of Mu Nancheng when he stepped out of the elevator, if Mr. Mu's eyes can also emit roentgen rays, I am afraid that Bobo has been burned and short-circuited,

"You are just a robot with no emotions now, but if you continue to make fun of Mr. Mu, he will turn you into a robot with no electricity!"

"No," Bobo said confidently, "He likes me, this kind of guy who looks indifferent on the outside and is hot on the inside is the best at pampering his sweetheart! He looks so charming when he's jealous!"

Xiao Ran poured cold water on it with reason and evidence:

"He won't like you, there is species separation between you."

"How come? You human beings can be immortals, ghosts and serpents, but you can be A, O, or Beta. You will not be reproductively isolated from any species! However, your understanding of human beings is still too narrow..."

Xiao Ran showed a "huh huh" expression:

"I don't see that Mr. Mu likes you, but I can see that you seem to like him very much."

"Of course, he's so handsome and has a great body, I'm greedy for his body!"

Mu Nancheng and Xiao Ran were separated by a distance of two or three meters. Of course, the conversation was heard in his ears verbatim. When he heard this sentence, he just walked to the glass anti-theft door, staggered, and almost lost his head. Hit the big glass door!

"Hush, hush, hush...Hush, he's very irritable! He'll beat you up!"

"Hey..." Bu Bu went straight into Xiao Ran's arms, "It's so scary!"

Mu Nancheng listened to the conversation of one person, one mentally handicapped plus three levels, and only felt that his heart that had been infatuated for many years...was paid by mistake after all.

……

Mu Nancheng's car was downstairs, Xiao Ran sat in with Bubu in his arms, fastened his seat belt and said:

"Mr. Mu, let's go to dinner, I treat you to eat."

Mu Nancheng squinted at him and hummed softly.

"He's so tsundere," Bu Bu said in a low voice, "I like it."

Xiao Ran hastened to press the switch of Bubu, otherwise he believed that Mr. Mu would definitely throw the little robot out of the window.

He smiled flatteringly:

"Mr. Mu, don't mind, what Bobo said is..."

"Well," Mu Nancheng glanced over with a half-smile, "I know that everything he said has a database template, but if you have half his EQ, I can live a few more years."

Xiao Ran blinked his eyes, not sure if Mr. Mu was praising him or running on him, Mu Nancheng had already asked him,

"If I don't go upstairs to call you today, are you going to deal with it in the dark?"

"There are very few power outages here."

Xiao Ran's voice was dull, it was obvious that he had been hit. He didn't give up on himself or something, but he didn't understand what to do after the power failure.

He knows next to nothing about the common sense of life.

Seeing the child's dazed look, Mu Nancheng was angry and distressed, so he freed up a hand and rubbed his hair helplessly:

"You say you, you can do without me."

He patted the little robot in shutdown mode again, his expression and tone were a bit subtle, if Bubba hadn't been switched off, he would definitely be able to detect the smell of limonene filling the car.

"This bastard is with you—"

Snapped!

"Besides telling you some jokes—"

Snapped!

"What else can he do?"

Snapped!

"Can he control you to eat or drink?"

Snapped!

"It's a short little thing, you have to hug it every time you go out, and it's still dead weight!"

Snapped! ! !

Every other punctuation mark in the middle, Mu Nancheng slapped Bobo's forehead vigorously, and the dynamic rhythm made Xiao Ran's neck shrink back and forth.

Mu Nancheng took Bobu and threw it on the back seat in disgust, his actions were extremely rude, Xiao Ran watched helplessly, silently mourning for his little robot.

Robots have lovers without righteousness, evil fate.

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Xiao Ran visited Mu Nancheng's home for the second time. The layout of the Xiaoshan mansion was the same, so he was not curious, but the large refrigerator with four doors in Mu Nancheng caught his eyes. Let out a "wow".

There are so many beautiful things in the refrigerator, like the shelves in a supermarket, it was only at this time that Xiao Ran believed that Mu Nancheng really knew how to start a fire at home.

Mu Nancheng fastened his apron neatly, and put one hand on the top of the refrigerator door:

"What to eat?"

"It's all right, I don't choose."

"Easy, spaghetti?"

"I don't want onions."

"Then stir fry two dishes, do you like sweet...Dongpo pork?"

"I don't eat fat."

"... curry beef?"

"I don't like curry."

"..."

Mu Nancheng took a step back, crossed his arms and looked at Xiao Ran from top to bottom. Xiao Ran also raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were open and shameless.

Mu Nancheng pinched Xiao Ran's cheek with two fingers:

"Let me see, what is this little face made of?"

Xiao Ran broke free with a smile, covered his face and stood beside him, smiling cheerfully.

The kitchen is open, with marble cooking counters, imported kitchen utensils, and stainless steel countertops so bright that people can be seen. Although Xiao Ran believes that Mu Nancheng really knows how to cook, he is still overwhelmed by his smooth movements.

Mu Nancheng has a pair of very beautiful hands, with wide palms and thin and long fingers. Such a pair of hands holding a pen and frequently signing hundreds of millions and billions of contracts are skillfully cutting the back of a prawn with a long, narrow knife. When removing the shell, he neatly removed the ribs and peeled off the shrimp, his movements were fast and beautiful.

Cut the ham into strips, shred the bamboo shoots, chop the shiitake mushrooms, carrots... well, Xiao Ran refuses to eat carrots, and scald all the side dishes with boiling water, and then add them to the chicken broth that he made earlier.

Heat up the pan, heat up the oil, and then deep-fry the marinated prawn balls in hot oil, pour over the thickened sauce, Mu Nancheng picks up a prawn ball with chopsticks and blows:

"Open your mouth."

Xiao Ran was not polite at all, his big eyes were narrowed when he bit the prawn ball.

Although the shrimp meat is frozen, it still has a natural tenderness, and the rich sauce spreads in the mouth. The saltiness of the ham, the sweetness of the bamboo shoots, the freshness of the shiitake mushrooms, and all kinds of seasonings are just right on the tip of the tongue.

Mu Nancheng smiled, "Is it delicious?"

Xiao Ran sucked his tongue and nodded repeatedly:

"It's so delicious! Mr. Mu, why are you so good at cooking!"

Mu Nancheng lowered his eyes and smiled faintly:

"Because someone told me that he likes people who cook delicious food."

Xiao Ran was stunned for a moment, never expecting to hear such an answer.

"You said it," Xiao Ran hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Is it someone you like?"

"Yes." Mu Nancheng admitted generously.

"What then?"

"Later," Mu Nancheng stuffed another shrimp ball into Xiao Ran's mouth, and his smile spread deeply, "I gave you all of this!"

Xiao Ran thought that since Mu Nancheng married him, he didn't want to go with the person he liked, so he wisely stopped mentioning it.

Two people were at the counter, one fed naturally, the other ate naturally, a plate of shrimp balls went into Xiao Ran's stomach.

After feeding the last shrimp ball, Mu Nancheng had a smirk on his face:

"My things can't be eaten for nothing."

Xiao Ran glared at him with a shrimp ball in his mouth, you have blackmailed the Luohu Bay project, what more do you want?

Mu Nancheng's eyes flickered, and he leaned over suddenly, almost kissing Xiao Ran's face.

Xiao Ran subconsciously leaned back, his eyes confused.

The phrase "Let me kiss" that Mu Nancheng slid to his lips turned a corner on the tip of his tongue, and became, "Remember to clean the kitchen after eating, and the cook doesn't wash the dishes. This is a family rule!"

The smile on Xiao Ran's face froze in an instant. He originally wanted to argue with reason, saying that he was just a visitor and didn't have to abide by "your family's" house rules, but he also felt that if he was so thick-skinned, he might eat up such delicious food.

Afterwards, Mu Nancheng made three more dishes, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce were soft, glutinous and delicious, fried fungus with cucumber and yam was light and crisp, and milky white crucian carp soup was as rich and attractive as milky milk. Like a little turtle that can't turn over.

Mu Nancheng wanted to laugh when he saw it, but his heart felt weak again. He wanted to hug him into his arms, rub his belly and kiss his face, but he couldn't do anything now.

Mu Nancheng wiped his mouth with a tissue: "Are you full?"

Xiao Ran pursed his lips with a smile and nodded foolishly.

"Then clean up the table and wash the dishes."

The little face collapsed.

Mu Nancheng Youzai Youzai stood up, and walked to the living room with his hands behind his back.

After the meal, there should be a pot of clear tea. Mu Nancheng took out the tea set, lit the charcoal fire, watched the white smoke curling up, with a faint smile drawn between his brows and eyes, just as he set up two cups and was about to filter them for the first time While making tea, there was a sudden sound of crackling porcelain breaking in the kitchen, and Mu Nancheng's hand stopped, and his scalp felt numb in an instant.

"Mr. Mu," Xiao Ran's timid voice came from the kitchen, "I broke the bowl!"

Mu Nancheng hurried over and saw Xiao Ran surrounded by broken porcelain mixed with the leftover soup at a glance. He squatted on the ground helplessly, trying to put one hand on the broken porcelain.

"Don't touch it!" Mu Nancheng quickly took the broom and gathered all the broken porcelain in one place, "You stand at the door first."

"Oh!" Xiao Ran stepped across the messy ground, probably feeling that his tone was too cheerful, he stood at the door and asked anxiously, "Do you want me to help?"

Mu Nancheng didn't have time to take care of the children now. He took out a roll of wide adhesive tape, stained all the porcelain on the ground together, then wrapped it with kitchen paper layer after layer, and finally put it in the trash can, and began to wipe the floor with a rag .

He was quick on his hands and feet, and it took only a few minutes to clean the floor, and then he squatted there, elbows on his knees, and looked around again.

Two people ate three dishes and one soup, a plate, a casserole, a large bowl of soup, two rice bowls, the round casserole looked intact by the closet near the door, and all other porcelain utensils were broken It's safe, it's over.

Just now Mu Nancheng was in a hurry because he was afraid that Xiao Ran would be cut off by porcelain, but now he realized that such a perfect annihilation cannot be dropped, it must be smashed, and the strength used is not small.

Mu Nancheng squinted at the little bastard standing at the door with a guilty expression on his face.

"Mr. Mu," Xiao Ran lowered his head, his hands were hanging in front of his face, he was shaking his fingers, looking really ashamed, "I will pay you back."

Mu Nancheng smiled generously:

"It's okay, just a few plates, as long as it doesn't hurt you."

Xiao Ran breathed a sigh of relief instantly, but before he could show a relaxed smile on his face, he suddenly drew back that breath.

Mr. Mu looked at him with mellow eyes, and with a kind smile, he said softly,

"One time for raw and second time for familiarity, such as washing dishes, just practice a few more times."

The water was rushing, and the porcelain was making a crisp sound in the sink. Xiao Ran held his mouth flat, holding a dishcloth in one hand and a bowl in the other. Rinse it under the tap, then place it on the counter next to it.

Mu Nancheng stood aside with his chest folded, euphemistically calling it "guidance", but actually "supervising". He took out a box of porcelain bowls from the storage warehouse, and asked Xiao Ran to "practice".

"Isn't this a good wash?" Mu Nancheng praised sincerely, "Xiao Ran is smart, he even learned how to wash dishes so quickly."

With one hand propped on the countertop, he circled half of Xiao Ran's body, looked down at him with a smile, "I will teach you how to cook some other day, I believe you will learn it soon, right?"

Right!Master, never come to your house for dinner again!

Xiao Ran was really pampered and brought up. In the first 13 years, he was raised by the Song family and the He family. His ten fingers did not touch onion water, and in the next seven years, he was favored by Fu Yuxing to heaven. Watch him wash the dishes.

He doesn't like to do this, and he doesn't understand why Mu Nancheng asked him to do it. The reason why Xiao Ran can stand here patiently is because he still has the consciousness of being a guest in someone else's house, even though he feels that Mu Nancheng is really the worst host.

Mu Nancheng watched him silently for a while, then suddenly opened the window facing the sink, and the evening breeze blew in from outside, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Xiao Ran turned around and glanced at Mu Nancheng inexplicably, and opened some windows properly. Doesn't he feel cold in such a high floor in this season?

However, he found that Mu Nancheng was looking at a certain place in the distance extremely intently, as if there was something attracting him there, Xiao Ran followed Mu Nancheng's gaze and looked out curiously, but did not see any special scenery.

Mu Nancheng's house is the commanding height of the entire Xiaoshan mansion, and the lights of thousands of houses can be seen in his eyes. Standing at this position, Xiao Ran can see all the surrounding houses that have not drawn the curtains.

There are children playing with a self-balancing car in the living room, the hostess is cooking in the kitchen, the hostess is drying clothes on the balcony, and there are people like Xiao Ran who are washing dishes in front of the sink.

Some people are sitting and chatting by the fountain pool in the community, some people are walking on the sparse forest road on a leash, some adults are laughing, some children are making trouble, and cats, cats and dogs are running wildly everywhere.

As Xiao Ran looked at it, the movements of his hands slowed down.

This is Xiaoshan Mansion, this is Nanjiang City, this is the place where Xiao Ran grew up and lived for many years, but it is strange and fresh everywhere.

Xiao Ran finally knew what Mu Nancheng was looking at, it was within everyone's reach, but it had long since left him, the world of fireworks.

Mu Nancheng lit a cigarette slowly. He was smoking, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark blue sky and dim lights were reflected in his pupils:

"You asked me today why the more I look down, the more powerless I feel, Xiao Ran, it's because you have never stood on the ground and looked at the world at the same level.

You have always been raised in a high place, you never understand these daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, chicken and dog bits and pieces, you should learn to appreciate such ordinary, then you will know that life is not just, life, and living. "

Xiao Ran's eyes were shocked, and he looked up at Mu Nancheng in disbelief.

And Mu Nancheng was also looking at him, the man's eyes were deep and calm, like the surface of still water and deep flowing sea, many strong emotions were hidden in the bottom of his pupils.

"Want to hear a story?"

Mu Nancheng's voice was low, and every word was exciting.

"Whose story?"

"Well," Mu Nancheng dusted off the cigarette ash, then tilted his head, "The story of the frog prince?"

"Okay." Xiao Ran responded slowly, washing the bowl slowly.

Mu Nancheng's voice flowed unhurriedly along with the sound of water:

"Once upon a time there was a man whom we called Mr. M..."

Xiao Ran burst out laughing.

"Don't laugh, be serious, and please maintain respect for the protagonist of the story."

Xiao Ran held back his laughter.

"Mr. M, he didn't have a father when he was very young. This 'very small' can be traced back to when he was still wearing diapers... If you laugh again, go to the storage compartment and bring another box of bowls..."

Xiao Ran took a deep breath, then rubbed his cheek hard on his shoulder, and finally made a serious expression.

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感谢在2020-05-1411:28:46~2020-05-1511:08:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Lin Xin 8;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of wyhcris; 5 bottles of Amanda; 3 bottles of water;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!