Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple

Luo Shitu took the spoon, Wei Shi Qi Le, who did not touch Yang Chunshui, followed the kitchen and sat down with his choice of food.

Although there are some inconsistencies in the outside of Wen and Lu, but there is no way, the current conditions are still better with the Lord, and from another angle, this is not an introduction that makes people unable to sit still.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for Luo Shitu, and I heard that people came in.

The kitchen was not too big. The three big men made a bunch of obstacles. Luo Shutu looked at the celery that the young master had picked up and kept the leaves, and simply said: "Xiaowei goes out first, smells people, you cut A dish."

Wei Siqi obviously knew that his cooking skills were negative, so he had to scream twice and moved to the living room to accompany his half-way diners.

As soon as he left, the only thing in the semi-enclosed space was the sound of the kitchen knife falling on the cutting board. For a time, neither of them spoke.

Luo Shitu keeps on the fresh fish, and knocks the fish head with the back of the knife, and then directly cuts it in the sink, and the scales are skillfully scraped.

On the side of the smell, the celery was put on the plate and stood up and looked at him. Mu Cheng’s last cooking was still on his birthday. He also had this boiled fish that day. If he didn’t think much, does it mean that Mu Cheng is not superficially okay, perhaps regretting what he said before?

So... is it awkward to show it, smelling people here, the mood that has been suppressed suddenly becomes brisk, and the shoulders of Luo Shitu began to cut the cucumber, habitually taking a piece and handing it to his mouth.

If the past, the other party has already accepted it frankly, smelling people waiting, waiting to be confused, turning to the head with a pair of quiet eyes: "Smell people, ordinary friends are not so close, I do not want to spend time and Lu Zhen explained."

"This and Lu Zhen..." Wen people suddenly remembered the microblog of Lu Zhenfa, and Mu Cheng’s words when he forwarded it. He later believed that this made Mu Cheng resolve to alienate himself and thought about the way of reconciliation with anxiety. However, it completely ignores a key question - how does Mu Cheng know Lu Zhen and his own affairs? He only vaguely mentioned the first love object, never told Mu Cheng's name, let alone the appearance.

Looking at his always gentle expression, it was rare to have a crack. Luo Shitu continued to bow his head and deal with the fish belly. He said: "I have seen his photos in college."

He is not willing to indulge in the shadows, but sometimes his feelings are as uncontrollable as the animal instinct. He relied too much on Lu Zhen. He never imagined that the other party would betray their love, so that he was quite resentful at first, but at the same time he could not forget the time of love. When he was alone, he often drank a photo of the two high schools, so he was different. Once upon a hangover, Mu Cheng just became friends with him and always came to take care of him without complaint.

It’s funny, once the unforgettable love is now as faint as water, he can finally calmly and face the truth, and he can’t remember which book was taken with the photo, but the memory since he met Mu Cheng Clear as yesterday, he almost immediately recalled that once a hangover woke up, Mu Cheng came out of the study, holding a backpack in his hand and saying goodbye to him.

He knew that Mu Cheng would do his homework here. It was not strange. However, it was Mu Cheng who did not give him breakfast for the first time. He only looked at the other side and hurriedly left, feeling uneasy while ignoring the panic under calm. And wolverine.

The two people in the photo are still in the transition period from the youth to the youth. The youth is beautiful and the eyes are soft and soft. Any latecomer can't be indifferent, even if it is calm, like Mu Cheng, he is just an ordinary person. What's more, the "beloved" behind the photo is so eye-catching.

Luo Shitu put the fish under the water and continued to say: "The living person can't compete for the dead, but even if he is good, I know..."

The dead can't compete, but sadly, the living people can't compete.

They have been in these years, and they have a tacit understanding of each other, like to maintain a quiet life, Mu Cheng has never confessed, and this sentence has disguisedly acknowledged the feelings, but after letting go.

When I heard that people didn't speak, in fact, his thoughts were chaotic. When he saw the small stab wound on Luo Dutu's finger, he didn't want to leave half of the cut cucumber out and take the household medicine box.

"Oh, Mugo," the one who went out was the smell of people. The one who came in became Wei Siqi, holding something and screaming, "Come and come down to lay down the fish, the infection is not good!"

“After finishing the meal, I will deal with it.” Luo Shitu did not intend to smell the person’s ability to show his attitude, and let him forget the mask is enough to succeed. “You then cut the cucumber.”

If you open a slightly embarrassing atmosphere, then this dinner is a good night for the guests. At least Luo Shitu’s cooking is nothing to say. Wei Siqi’s person shouted “like the boiled fish” and killed most of it. The basin is the same as the smell of the dish. The face is slightly changed, but not much.

Luo Shitu will not take the initiative to ease the situation of the dinner table. Even if the dishes are finished, even the road is really trying to create a warm scene. From time to time, the people will be greeted with food, or they will laugh and tell Wei Siqi to eat slowly. A well-thought-out master looks very good-tempered.

After dinner, Lu really took the initiative to help clean up, just Luo Dutu hand painted iodophor - in fact, he did not care, but Wen Rengui and Wei Siqi did not agree with him to wash the dishes, so the road was completed Warm heart.

Wen Rengui originally wanted to take the handle, but it was not too pleasing to see that he was only a smashing bowl of Wei Siqi, and he was dragged by the idea of ​​"deadly dead and must die."

Lu really went to squint and came back and smiled. "I thought Agui and Siqi didn't deal with it very much. It is quite good now."

"Yeah." Luo Shutu sorted out the things on the table, and responded plainly.

The water hit the stacked bowls, and the slight collision between the porcelains made a monotonous sound. The road really stretched out a bunch of foam and rubbed it on the side of the bowl. In a chattering voice: "I know Mu abroad." Brother, but I didn’t think that after returning home, Mu Ge was with A.

His language is soft and does not mean a little question.

Luo Shutu squatted on the ground to change garbage bags. Although he did not expect him to be so honest, he still maintained the unpredictable style and looked as usual: "We are friends."

"I understand," Lu said with a shallow smile. "I have always admired Mu Ge. I am still very grateful to you. If you don't take care of you, Agui may not be able to cheer up so quickly. After I came back, I was really happy. I hate me because I was..."

He paused and was a little embarrassed to say: "Sorry, I shouldn't say this. It may be too risky, but I think Mu Ge really likes Agui."

The person who was putting the bag looked up at him. The dark scorpion was clear with the name. The road really hesitated for a moment, or decided to make it clear to the unrequited love. After all, no matter the status, everyone in the love field is the same, one-way. Feelings usually only pay for the party that is wrongly paid.

"Mu Ge probably doesn't know, Agui's temper is not good. When we grow up together, he will lose his temper in front of me, but the outsiders are very gentle. When Mugo was with him, he had never seen him lose his temper. I say this, I don’t want to show off, I don’t want to worry about the enemy, but because Aguiru wants to be an outsider, it’s a very painful thing to like him,” Lu said sincerely. “So, you better not like it. He is, I am really good for Mugo."

If the original Mu Cheng, now I am afraid that the heart is as gray as it is - the true tense of nearly ten years, still an insignificant outsider, in the end, even the true feelings of the other party are not qualified to touch.

But Lu is really a good person. This is completely from his point of view for Mu Cheng, and he does not have selfishness. After all, the performance of the people is there, and only one person is special.

Luo Shutu took the bag and got up and looked at his eyes. He said, "You should see my forwarding. That is my attitude. I don't have to say it."

Lu Zhenzhen squatted, biting his lips: "Mu Ge, don't misunderstand me, I don't want to deceive you, you have the right to know the truth..." He is out of his heart to persuade Mu Cheng, seeing the other party is not particularly affectionate, can not help but some Wronged, "Mu Ge does not want to see me, I will leave."

When the words fell, with two hands of foam, I hurried out, and Luo Shitu looked at a pile of bowls in the sink, and followed the slightest headache.

"What's wrong?" Wen people turned to see the two men coming out one after the other, the eyes first fell on Luo Shutu, did not notice where the wrong is not right.

"I will go back first," Lu said. The loss in the voice is obvious. "Sorry, I seem to make Mugo unhappy."

Luo Shitu frowned and put the garbage bag in his hand. He replied to the smell: "You send him back, go downstairs and throw garbage." He said coldly, the road that took the bag and reacted, "Don't think about it, if you have this effort, you will want to play."

Wei Si Qi Haha on the sofa smiled and said: "Mu Ge, you are so funny, he doesn't have to think about it. Anyway, my brother has money. If you take money, you can give him a small gold man."

"Siqi, how can you say that?" Lu Zhenan widened his eyes and said incredulously, "I am really right..."

"To my brother? Then what are you chasing him?" Wei Siqi rushed to the man and lifted his chin. "I don't understand. What kind of servant is your servant? Doctor and nurse who gave me a ticket for surgery." It’s not you, at the most, you are leaving the smell of people to comfort my brother with my body and mind? My brother lied to go abroad, but you don’t blame him.”

The road was really red, and the lips were shaking and I couldn’t speak.

The smell of people next to him did not go anywhere, rushed to grab the collar of Wei Siqi, and said: "What deceive? What is going on!"

It was a face that Mu Cheng was eager to see, not so gentle, full of anger, true. 2k novel reading network