MTL - Let Me Ruffle Your Fur a Little-Chapter 65 Cheapskate!

When the ingredients for the hot pot were almost ready, Mu Yi also came. He didn't drive this time, but just strolled over in casual clothes.

Mu Muer went to open the door for him, and when she saw him, she called out "Brother" directly, with a shy smile on her face, and she lost the originality she had at the beginning.

Mu Yi stroked his hair, entered the room, and greeted Bai Yao. He brought over a bottle of wine, which was not low-grade. Akronte from 1998 was opened and kept awake in a decanter.

Anyway, the restaurant was already closed, so the three of them ate downstairs in a slightly more spacious location. The three of them sat at the largest five-person round table in the center of the restaurant. After sitting down, Mu Muer pulled the chair towards Bai Yao, forcing the five-person table into two and a half people.

In the middle of the table is a mandarin duck hot pot, and there is a whole table of various vegetables and meat beside it, with a rich variety.

Mu Muer looked at Mu Yi holding a decanter filled with a dark red "drink" in his hand, poured half a cup of dark red drink into the two goblets, and waited expectantly, obediently waiting for her brother to pour it on him. in the cup.

But Mu Yi didn't pour him a cup after waiting for a long time, Mu Mu'er was a little puzzled, thinking that she had been forgotten, she asked in a wronged voice, "Where's Mu'er's?"

This sentence made both of them laugh out loud. Mu Muer didn't know what they were laughing at, and felt even more wronged. She curled her lips and said nothing, her eyes full of disappointment.

Mu Yi replied directly: "You can't drink, children don't even think about drinking."

Mu Muer didn't understand, so she looked at Bai Yao, waiting for his explanation.

Usually, he would eat and drink whatever he wanted, and Bai Yao would spoil him every time. As long as Mu Muer acted like a spoiled child, he wouldn't mind at all, and would always compromise.

But this time it was different, Bai Yao shook his head: "Mu'er can't drink this, it will give you a headache."

It stands to reason that Mu Muer is an adult, but agreeing to let him drink alcohol still feels a bit inappropriate. Probably because he didn't understand what alcohol was.

"What is that?" Mu Muer was curious and couldn't help asking.

Mu Mu'er said that he didn't understand red wine, so Mu Yi teased him: "Grape juice."

Mu Mu'er didn't understand even more, he couldn't figure out why he couldn't drink grape juice by himself, obviously Bai Yao often squeezed fruit juice for him.

There happened to be grape juice in the refrigerator for drinks in the store, so Bai Yao got up to get a bottle. In order to make Mu Muer have a sense of participation, Bai Yao also poured the juice into a goblet, added ice cubes and handed it over. give him.

"Yaoyao's is not good, but Muer's is much better." Bai Yao's tone was exaggerated, showing an envious expression, holding the cup in a strange way and not handing it to Mu Muer, "Yaoyao doesn't have any, only Mu'er can drink alone."

Mu Mu'er was easily coaxed, thinking that his own cup was better, but he immediately wanted to give Bai Yao the better one.

"Give it to Yaoyao, and Mu'er to drink this..." He was about to reach for Bai Yao's glass of wine, but Bai Yao dodged it.

"No." Bai Yao softly refused, "Drink your own."

Mu Mu'er curled her lips, a petty Yaoyao.

Bai Yao didn't become restrained just because Mu Yi was here, he still had to do what he should do, Mu Muer didn't know how to cook hot pot by himself, so he cooked the ingredients and put them in his bowl, and taught him how to dip the sauce.

Mu Mu'er eats whatever she wants, and is not picky about food, but she doesn't like meat very much, but seafood. My favorite is scallops and fish balls, followed by various fish fillets and shrimp balls. Every time there was more food in his bowl that Bai Yao cooked for him, he would say thank you Yaoyao in a low voice, taking the trouble to say thank you more than the rice he ate.

Bai Yao sometimes hums, but most of the time he doesn't speak, and concentrates on cooking Mu Muer's favorite seafood, and adding some vegetables and meat to him from time to time.

He especially likes to watch Mu Muer eat, and always wants to make him eat more, so as to make up for the flesh and stature that he hasn't grown. Mu Mu'er didn't stop talking, but Bai Yao didn't eat much.

It was a little quiet at the table, but just right. Bai Yao and Mu Yi don't have much in common, and nine out of ten topics they can talk about revolve around the soft and lovely boy in front of them.

But that's enough.

Mu Yi put down his chopsticks, and followed Bai Yao to watch Mu Muer eat.

Mu Muer has been burying her head in her meal, and when she looks up occasionally, she sees both of them looking at her. Bai Yao gave it to him.

He turned his head to look at Bai Yao: "Yaoyao, hold it for brother."

Bai Yao and Mu Yi looked at each other, but neither of them moved.

Mu Mu'er didn't notice this subtle embarrassment, seeing that Bai Yao didn't move, she picked up two lotus root slices from the pot and stuffed them into Mu Yi's bowl, "Mu'er pick it up for brother, brother eat quickly. "

Bai Yao flicked him lightly: "Why bother so much, concentrate on eating your food."

The meal was brisk, Bai Yao and Mu Yi talked about light topics, Mu Mu'er nodded occasionally, pretending to understand, just to have a sense of participation.

Mu Yi will go back to City C tomorrow morning, so he won't stay longer after dinner, and plans to go back to the hotel early to finish the unfinished business.

"I want to talk to him." He and Bai Yao said.

Bai Yao nodded, got up and picked up two empty plates on the table, winked at Mu Muer, "Call me if you need anything."

He entered the kitchen, closed the door tightly behind him, washed the dishes he brought into the kitchen, and waited patiently by the countertop. In a little time, he warmed up a small egg **** for Mu Muer, if he is hungry at night, he can eat it.

The walls of the kitchen and the restaurant are not soundproof, he has good hearing, and Bai Yao can hear Mu Yi even if he doesn't mean to.

"Brother will always have a place for you, you know?"

Mu Mu'er's voice was so small that Bai Yao couldn't hear it clearly.

"If you feel that you can't stay here any longer, you must remember to go home. If you want to come back, tell your brother, any time is fine, and I will pick you up right away."

Even if it was unintentional, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to continue listening. Before Mu Yi could finish speaking, Bai Yao took the egg **** out of the oven to cool, opened the back door and entered the yard.

The evening breeze was cool, he lit a cigarette, but did not raise it to his lips, he held it between his fingers and stared at the sea level under the moon in the distance.

It wasn't until the time was almost up that Bai Yao choked out the almost burnt cigarette, turned around and entered the house.

Before returning to the house, he left the remaining half pack of cigarettes on the lid of the trash can.

Mu Yi was standing at the door to straighten Mu Mu'er's clothes, and rubbed his index finger on the tip of his nose: "Do you know how to call brother every day? When did you grow up so big?"

He rubbed Mu Muer's head vigorously, with a bit of reluctance in his tone.

"Well, call, call brother." Mu Muer nodded obediently, waved to Mu Yi, and said to herself, "Use Moon Rabbit, call."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand generously and cheerfully: "Bye, brother!"

Mu Yi drank, didn't drive, planned to walk back to the hotel in the town, and asked Bai Yao to go out with him before going out. He also had something to say to him.

Bai Yao was not surprised. He turned around and patted Mu Mu'er's back, and said to him, "Mu'er is going upstairs to sleep, and Yaoyao will be right back."

Mu Muer was curious about where Mu Yi and Bai Yao were going, and he also wanted to go together. But whatever Bai Yao asked him to do, he was obedient, so he nodded, walked upstairs obediently, sat on the sofa in the living room, and waited for Bai Yao to come back and sleep together.

The room without Bai Yao was very quiet, only the wall clock on the TV in the living room was ticking one after another.

The window is open, and the crisp sound of the eaves wind chime can be heard when it is blown by the wind.

From the window of the living room, the gate of the courtyard could just be seen. After sitting on the sofa for a while, Mu Muer gradually felt a little bored, so she walked to the window to see if Bai Yao was outside.

Bai Yao and Mu Yi were standing on the street outside the restaurant yard. When Mu Muer saw him, her eyes lit up a little, and she leaned halfway over the railing, trying to get a better view.

"Yaoyao." Mu Muer said to herself. He knew that Bai Yao couldn't hear him, he just wanted to call out.

After a while, he added in a low voice: "Yaoyao, Mu'er misses Yaoyao..."

After watching for a long time, Mu Mu'er's legs started to ache from standing, but Bai Yao still stood there talking to Mu Yi, he couldn't wait. He was sleepy and wanted to sleep, but Bai Yao wasn't around, so he didn't want to sleep alone.

Sea otters have always had the habit of holding hands to fall asleep. Mu Muer may not get rid of this habit in her whole life, and she doesn't particularly want to change it. Now that Bai Yao is not here, he has no hand to pull.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Mu Muer went downstairs, wanting to go out to see what Bai Yao was talking about, if it was some whisper that he should not listen to.

What if you are speaking ill of him, Mu Muer has to look at Bai Yao, and cannot speak ill of herself.

But before he reached the door, his eyes were attracted by something on the dining table.

When Bai Yao and Mu Yi went out, they hadn't had time to clear the table, and the plates of hot pot and leftover vegetables and meat were still placed on it. Mu Muer's eyes were glued to the table, and she narrowed her eyes to look at the tableware and food left on the table. To be precise, he was looking at the glass of "grape juice" that Bai Yao forbade him to drink.

Anything that others say not to touch or keep away from has an inexplicable attraction, Mu Muer bit her lip, walked a little closer, and bent down to stare at the crimson liquid in the cup.

It looks quite fragrant, but I don't know how it tastes.

Mu Muer smacked her mouth, her eyes were full of curiosity and mischief.

In his opinion, there is nothing in this world that cannot be eaten, as long as it is food, you can taste it, whether it is good or not is another matter.

After making the decision, Mu Muer showed a simple and naughty smile, and jumped to the side of the table in two or three steps.

"This glass belongs to brother, don't drink it." He avoided the glass that Mu Yi had used on the table, picked up another glass of red wine, and smiled a little, "This glass belongs to Yaoyao, drink this glass."

What Muyi brought was Cabernet Sauvignon red wine, which was darker in color and was brewed in cold regions. There was no astringency in the mouth, but a soft and sweet aroma.

The grapes used in this wine are small grapes similar to raisins. The wine has a slight taste of blackberries and plums, just like fruit juice. The alcohol taste is not strong, so it is suitable for daily drinking.

Mu Mu'er held the cup and took a sip, smashed it twice to taste it, and thought it tasted good. He tilted his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand, wondering why Bai Yao said it was not good and refused to drink it for himself.

It is obviously so delicious, even better than the juice at night.

He pondered for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that Bai Yao kept the good juice for himself, and gave him the not-so-good, somewhat ordinary grape juice.

Bai Yao is a cheapskate.

Yaoyao is good or bad, I won't keep any delicious food for him in the future.

Mu Mu'er drank the whole glass of red wine slowly, and still felt that she was not satisfied, so her eyes fell on the red wine bottle on the round table again.