The young killer of ancient times

Luo half asked and half said affirmatively, she seemed to have gotten used to the old lady's style, Mubai didn't say anything, just looked at Han Luo with a slight smile, seemed to be very interested in his appearance, Han Luopo Turning his head away uncomfortably, he said hastily, "I haven't finished washing the dishes yet."

Then he quickly entered the kitchen. Mubai looked at Han Luo's flustered back, and thought of the rare expression on the other side when he went to wake him up. The tremor made the usually calm atrium feel strange.

This feeling is very strange, Mubai didn't know what it was like, he just subconsciously felt that he didn't hate this kind of fluctuation, he didn't want to delve into his thoughts, he just felt that the current situation was actually not bad.

After Han Luo packed everything up and came out, he saw Mubai's expression was strangely soft, that kind of softness seemed to be satisfied after taking a nap in the afternoon, with a lazy sense of happiness, Han Luo's eyes became more and more gentle A little bit, the gloomy feeling that just rose from the bottom of my heart quickly disappeared in such an atmosphere.

Han Luo brought Mubai into his room, hurriedly tidied up the books on his desk, Han Luo motioned for Mubai to sit beside him, and then asked, "What's your English score?"

Mubai heard that he mentioned this as soon as he came, his expression could not help but become bitter, he hesitated for a moment, and then hesitantly said, "Fifty...53."

"Hmm! 53!" Han Luo was a little helpless when he heard the score. He sighed heavily, and then said loudly in disbelief, "Usually, the score is [-] points. Do you have a bad relationship with the professor? Or yours?" Are the test papers really that bad? Huh?"

Mubai's head was buried lower and lower, he didn't refute or answer anything, just kept silent like that, which made Han Luo feel a little angry, seeing Mubai's appearance, Han Luo suddenly had the illusion of asking Qing Tian speechlessly.

"When you usually help you with tutoring, do you use your brain, or do you just go in your left ear and out of your right ear, huh?" He frowned and reprimanded, and even couldn't help poking Mubai's forehead with his finger , the latter shrank his neck carefully, not daring to speak back, Han Luo sighed heavily, and murmured in a low voice, "How could I... just get on your English idiot."

The most incredible thing is that I am still tempted by you.Han Luo swallowed this sentence back to his stomach, and did not continue to train Mubai, but turned on the computer, quickly turned out the English test paper of the final exam, and then moved the computer to Mubai's eyes.

"You write down the answer for me. I'll see what you did wrong first. It's so outrageous that you only got 53 in the exam." He handed a piece of paper to Mubai, who silently took the paper and looked at it. While looking at the computer, he buried his head in writing the answer.

He has never felt that Han Luo is so imposing, especially when he is training others, he can't help but think of the angry look of his master, no, no, no, the master is not as fierce as him when he is training others, but who makes himself ask for others Well, Mubai could only bury the rebuttal in his heart.

Seeing Mubai seriously writing the answer, Han Luo shook his head slightly, then realized that he seemed to have poked Mubai just now, he looked at his index finger, then at Mubai's slightly red forehead, There was a sudden burst of joy in my heart.

Recalling Mubai's expression of dissatisfaction but not daring to resist just now, he even had the urge to scold him again, thinking of this, the corners of Han Luo's mouth could not help but slightly twitch.

When the old lady came back at noon, Han Luo had just finished the morning teaching and was preparing lunch, while Mubai was still in Han Luo's bedroom watching what he had just finished explaining.

The old lady opened the door and went in, said hello to Mubai, told him to take a break, not to keep studying, Mubai nodded, and sat in the living room with the old lady, the old lady seemed to have seen the redness on Mubai's forehead Yin, couldn't help asking in confusion, "Xiao Lin, why is your forehead so red?"

Mubai glanced at her suspiciously, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and thought of Han Luo's beatings from time to time when he was teaching in the morning, he immediately turned bitter, he was embarrassed to say that he was too stupid to learn English well That's why it happened like this, so I could only explain hesitantly, "Probably because I accidentally bumped into it."

"Is that so." The old lady looked at him several times in doubt, and finally didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject.

Mubai originally wanted to say goodbye and go home. He and Han Luo made an appointment to study every day from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] p.m. tomorrow, and he had nothing else to do today, so he decided to leave first.But the old lady enthusiastically stayed for lunch, Mubai glanced at Han Luo who was skillfully frying vegetables in the kitchen, immediately put aside the hesitation in his heart, and agreed.

Han Luo, who was still wearing an apron, came out and saw that Mubai was still sitting there, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, he just turned around and went in, took an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, and then called them to have dinner together .

Mubai looked at the apron on Han Luo's body, and suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart. This is probably the feeling of home, not that luxurious house where one can only eat exquisite meals made by the chef alone. He even felt that it would be great if there was someone like Han Luo in his family in the future.

"How is it, is the food your grandson cooks delicious?" The old lady asked as if showing off, Han Luo paused, and his ears also paid attention to Mu Bai's answer, Mu Bai gave a light grace and smiled slightly nodded.

Han Luo lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.The old lady took a few mouthfuls of rice, and then asked casually, "Has Xiaolin ever cooked? Usually?"

Mubai frowned and thought for a long time, finally nodded affirmatively, and whispered hesitantly, "It's been done before."

"When? Were you at home when you were a child?" The old lady seemed a little surprised by his answer, and couldn't help asking. Han Luo raised his head and looked at Mubai in a little surprise. After all, Mubai didn't look at all Like a person who cooks.

Mubai pondered for a while, then replied flatly, "When I'm very hungry."

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43. Wash your hands and make soup...

When Mubai went the next day, the person who opened the door was replaced by Han Luo. He looked like he had just taken a nap. Rubbing his temples, he slowly closed the door.

After Mubai went in, he didn't see grandma, so she probably went out again, so he followed Han Luo into his bedroom without asking any further questions.The computer on Han Luo’s desk was still on, and it was full of messy numbers, English and symbols that Mu Bai could not understand at all. Han Luo went over and turned off the computer, motioned for Mu Bai to sit beside him, and then began the day’s teaching .

In order to be able to pass the make-up exam smoothly, Mubai put up all his energy to listen carefully this time, and tried his best to stuff what he didn't understand. It looked a little listless.

Taking advantage of the moment of rest in the middle, Mu Bai finally couldn't hold back and asked with concern, "What's the matter with you? Why do you look so low-spirited? Could it be that you haven't had a good rest again?"

Han Luo raised his head in a daze, as if he had reacted slowly for a while before he understood, he smiled lightly, a warm current flowed through his heart, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Recently I took a case, which is equivalent to a case. It’s a part-time job, and I can rest for a while after finishing this list.”

Although Mubai failed to understand what Han Luo meant by Case, he also understood most of the meaning. He frowned in embarrassment, and said in a low voice hesitantly, "If there is anything that needs help, I can Do your best, after all, you spent a lot of time helping me with tutoring!"

Han Luo was slightly taken aback, knowing in his heart that Mubai had good intentions and had no other intentions, so he just shook his head helplessly, and said with a light smile, "Do you know how to use a computer? I'll ask you for help, as long as the more you help, the more busy you will be. Or, is it possible that you can still help me cook?"

There was some teasing in Han Luo's tone, he didn't take what he said seriously, the speaker had no intention of listening, but Mubai took his words seriously, he even thought about it, then nodded vigorously, agreed, "Okay, I'll cook for you."

"Ah?" Han Luo was a little surprised when he heard Mubai's answer, he shook his head, and said softly with a smile, "As far as your craftsmanship is concerned, you are sure you won't let me and grandma go to the hospital because of food poisoning after eating it ?”

Seemingly troubled by this sentence, Mubai frowned and thought for a while, before answering definitely, "No."

Han Luo's smile froze on his face, he looked at Mubai in disbelief, Mubai's eyes were full of sincerity and firmness, this feeling of being cared made Han Luo unable to say anything for a while, especially Is when the person really intends to help him cook.

From his long-term understanding of Mubai, Mubai is definitely not a person who often cooks. Considering how rich his family is, he is probably a rich son who has been carefree since he was a child. He even thinks that Mubai Maybe he hasn't even used kitchen utensils, but whether he knows it or not, the point is that he is willing to do it.

This kind of heart alone is enough to make Han Luo unable to say no.

Although he didn't refuse, Han Luo was still a little worried that Mubai would burn his kitchen down if he cooked a meal, so when preparing dinner, Han Luo went to the kitchen with Mubai and didn't leave him.