"How do you call my brother? You are the eldest brother." Look at Mu Haochen's serious look.
"Old antique!" I don't even know such a popular online language, it's really... Mu Jinrui gave it to him with a disgusting glance.
"Young Master, the Second Young Master personally cooked sweet and sour pork ribs for you today. Go in and eat, or it will be cold in a while."
"So awesome? When you were a kid, didn't you only cook in the kitchen? Now you know how to cook such complicated dishes?"
"You talk a lot, you can skip it if you don't want to eat it." Mu Haochen turned his head slightly embarrassed and stopped looking at Mu Jinrui, which was really embarrassing!
"You made it for me specially. I didn't eat it and wasted your mind. My Xiaochenchen is really getting more and more sensible, ah!" Mu Jinrui sent a big shampoo to Mu. Haochen's face.
"You..." This can be said to be the first time Mu Jinrui has been so generous and intimate with himself in public, and Mu Haochen's eyes widened in surprise.
"I'm starving to death, stop the ink, I want to eat."
"Yes, boss~, you are right in everything."
"Get up and drive~" Uncle Wu was rarely naughty after following. Amidst the laughter, Mu's Mansion seemed to be full of warmth, and even the lights seemed to glow with warmth.
In the hall, after changing his slippers and taking off his jacket, Mu Jinrui climbed onto the ice cube's back again.
"What are you doing?"
"carried me."
"I'm home already."
"I want to wash my hands, I don't want to walk."
"..." Reluctantly shook his head, Mu Haochen carried someone on his back again and walked to the sink.
"Hey~~" Mu Jinrui, who stretched out his hands and waited for someone to serve him, poked his finger at Mu Haochen's waist and reminded someone with his eyes, hurry up.
"You!" Although Mu Haochen said in his mouth, but his expression didn't mean anything disgusting, he took Mu Jinrui's hand and began to slowly scrub, put hand sanitizer, and rinse again.
"Wipe dry."
"Yes, my little ancestor."
"Hee hee, you don't need to be called ancestor, it's really shameful to call me father.
"Call it Dad? Huh?" Mu Haochen rubbed Mu Jinrui's hair violently, "How did you become so skinny? Huh?"
"Who did you learn the onomatopoeia of sultry people? Mu sultry, you!"
"Fuck?" Mu Haochen seemed to understand in confusion, but...
"Sister-in-law, you understand correctly."
"I don't tease sister, I tease brother." As he said, Mu Haochen picked up Mu Jinrui's small chin with his slender white index finger, and the affection in his eyes overflowed.
"Brother? I'm brother." In the low position of power, no man doesn't care, especially Mu Jinrui. This is sloppy.
"Brother? Just you? Those who don't know will think you are my son!"
"You are the son, I am the father!"
Although she said so, Mu Jinrui glanced over her really dressed up, nine-point overalls, old daddy shoes, plus a loose cartoon white T-shirt, a hip-hop brother!
Take a look at Mu Haochen, a white shirt, a small tie, suit pants, and a men's watch, a business elite man.
Look at this hairstyle comparison again, a grass chicken coop, a big back head...
Look at this face again, a shy baby, a domineering president...
"Are you in a hurry, or am I stunted?" Mu Jinrui, who has never paid much attention to his external facial features, gave me all kinds of feelings from this serious observation!
"You mean I'm old?" Although Mu Haochen didn't pay much attention to these external things, it was a big blow to be said to be old by his partner.
"Don't be too arrogant! Don't think that having a mature face is great, I am fashionable." Hey... As a baby-faced Mu Jinrui will not admit that he is sad this time.
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