The time of the city

Mo Yu returned home and just put down her things when she received a message from Ni Jiamu, saying that he would not be back home tonight because he had to work overtime, and asked her to close the doors and windows and not open the door to strangers.

Mo Yu thought that she was not a child but still answered Ni Jiamu obediently.

After replying the message, she jumped to the food delivery platform and ordered barbecue fried chicken. Since her brother was not at home, she had to indulge herself.

While waiting for her takeaway, she scrolled through Weibo. She came across Ni Jiamu's post and clicked on it. The entire page was devoted to her, with pictures of her drawing, eating, and each caption was simply "child drawing," "child eating"...

When she clicked on the comments, fans seemed to think she was Ni Jiamu's girlfriend, and some shouted "Quit it, the handsome guy has a girlfriend", while others were supporting the couple.

Mo Yu scratched her head and asked, "Brother, why don't you explain?" Then she commented on a Weibo post, "I'm his sister. You can pursue my brother. I look forward to having a sister-in-law."

After commenting, she exited the interface with satisfaction. A message popped up: "Xiaoyu, are there any maple leaves now?"

She knew it was from Xiao Hecheng, and she didn't expect that he still remembered the maple forest she mentioned, which made her feel happy.

She propped up her head and typed a few words before sending them over. "It's just the beginning of winter, and the maple forest hasn't even dropped its leaves yet. Crane City has arrived at a good time."

"Then can we go together?"

Mo Yu chewed potato chips, a smile unconsciously appearing on her face. "Okay, it happens that tomorrow is the weekend, and I don't have classes in the afternoon. He Cheng, do you have time?"

"Is seven o'clock tomorrow night okay?"

"Okay, see you at seven."

At Lin Xiao's house, Qiao Mu took a pillow and hit Lin Xiao on the head while she was having fun playing games.

"Fuck, he's dead." Lin Xiao threw away her phone and rode on Qiao Mu and beat him up.

"Be gentle, don't scratch your face." He took the pillow to cover his face.

"You know I'm in the ranking match. I'll scratch your face if you see me." Lin Xiao said as she attacked Qiao Mu's face with her claws and fangs bared.

Qiao Mu held up his phone, and on the screen was a clear, ugly photo of Lin Xiao. "If you hit me again, I'll post it online and let them see the Qiao family's young mistress drooling while she sleeps."

"You...you dare to say that..." But she still obediently got off Qiumu.

"Go cook for me." He finally experienced the feeling of a liberated serf singing. Qiao Mu crossed his legs with a smug look on his face, and kept waving the ugly photo in front of Lin Xiao.

"I can't cook. If you didn't live in my house, would I fire the nanny my parents gave me?"

"Fried Rice Club, hurry up, or my hands will cramp up when I'm hungry and I'll start to mess around with my phone."

"Hmph, if I catch you, you're dead, Qiao Mu." Lin Xiao walked slowly into the kitchen.

Faced with a pile of pots and pans and ingredients in the refrigerator, she had no idea where to start.

Seeing Lin Xiao standing in the kitchen for more than ten minutes without moving, Qiao Mu couldn't help but urge her, "Hurry up, Lin Xiao, do you think we won't be able to eat tomorrow?"

"I won't do it myself." She picked up two onions from the refrigerator and started cutting them. In order to avoid cutting her hands, she buried her body very low.

It was fine at the beginning, but as I was cutting, I started to burst into tears. Why is it so difficult? Lin Xiao wanted to end this battle with the onion quickly, so she half-closed her eyes and cut faster.

"Hiss" the knife cut off her nail along with a small piece of flesh, "Snap" the knife fell to the ground, she covered her hand and burst into tears.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Mu put down the remote control and hurried over.

"It's all your fault. I told you I can't cook. Look, the meat is gone." She cried and raised her finger that was bleeding.

Qiao Mu's heart trembled when he saw this. "I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao, don't cry. I won't let you cook." He had never seen Lin Xiao cry before, and this time he was completely panicked.

He led Lin Xiao out of the kitchen and quickly found the medicine box. "Xiaoxiao, don't cry. I'll bandage you. Just bear with it." He used disinfectant to touch Lin Xiao's wound little by little, and his movements were extremely careful.

"Hiss, it hurts." Tears were hanging on Lin Xiao's face, her nose wrinkled, and tears seemed to be about to flow out of her eyes again.

"I'll be gentler, don't be afraid." His movements were lighter and slower than before.

"It's bandaged." He tied the gauze into a beautiful bow and announced that the bandage was completed.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked softly and gently.

"My hand hurts, and it hurts here too." Lin Xiao said as she touched Qiao Mu's eyes with her hand that had been thoroughly touched by onions.

"Ah" Qiao Mu screamed and rushed into the bathroom. Hearing the sound of water running inside, Lin Xiao laughed out loud.

"Let you bully me."

A few minutes later, Qiumu came out with a basin of water with red and swollen eyes.

"You're not going to hit me, are you?" Lin Xiao was about to cover her face with her hands. Qiao Mu grabbed her hands and wiped them carefully several times with a towel.

"Wipe it for you too, don't wipe your eyes with your hands." Qiao Mu at this moment was different from his usual carefree self.

After wiping, he put down the basin and walked into the kitchen. "I'll cook from now on. It seems that Amu and I are destined to cook."