MTL - I Can’t Act Anymore-Chapter 12

Mu Mu withdrew his hand, stared at Qin Yucheng's side face for a long time, hesitantly withdrew his gaze, and after two seconds, he peeked over again.

Although, he really wanted to know how Qin Yucheng thought about what happened just now.

I don't know if I believe the saying that he is not familiar with Yi Anning.

Mu Mu was restless.

I always feel that Qin Yucheng won't believe it.

This is no nonsense, if it were him, he would not believe it.

Qin Yucheng died once. Although he was not killed by the original owner himself, the original owner and Yi Anning were definitely the most direct reasons for his death with hatred.

God.

Mu Mu's tactics are backward, this is definitely a green hat PTSD.

A Zhai put himself in, thinking that Qin Yucheng did not go crazy and strangled the pair of dogs after his rebirth, which is already a very good performance, which proves that he is not seriously ill now.

But now that he saw the face of the original owner in the same frame as Mr. Cuckold, he should lose his temper even if he didn't get sick.

But Qin Yucheng didn't explode!

Mu Mu was even more disturbed.

A silent pervert is a hundred times more terrifying than a crazy critic.

Mu Mu frowned and hesitated.

He really didn't know how to open his mouth to bring up the matter of Yi Anning again—he wasn't even sure whether he should mention it again.

Because Qin Yucheng looked like he didn't care about Yi Anning at all.

But does anyone believe this? !

Mu Mu thought that if others don't understand Qin Yucheng, how can he still understand?

He is the person who understands Qin Yucheng best in the world now!

Mu Mu was terribly entangled.

As far as Qin Yucheng's attitude of not caring at all, if he took the initiative to mention Yi Anning again, wouldn't it appear that he was very guilty and caring!

—Maybe he mentioned this again, but instead reminded Qin Yucheng that he was going to send Mr. Cuckold to feed the fish in the Pacific Ocean!

But, but, if I don't mention it...it seems that I have to feed the fish.

Mu Mu leaned on the back of the chair discouragedly, exhausted physically and mentally.

... Forget about destruction, hurry up.

A Zhai is tired.

Qin Yucheng looked thoughtfully at the fleeting scenery outside the window.

He was still wary of Mu Mu.

Obviously, this Mu Mu has a certain degree of familiarity with him. As for how familiar, it is not clear yet.

Qin Yucheng himself is not a very suspicious person, but after experiencing a death, he inevitably began to be wary of the people around him - especially the one who is sitting next to him now.

He noticed something unusual, but he wasn't ready to draw conclusions about it.

Does anyone know if this is another scam?

Qin Yucheng thought.

If he relaxes his vigilance easily like this, after a few years, Mu Mu will drag Yi Anning—or maybe Liu Anning, Zhao Anning, Sun Anning, etc. will appear in front of him...

Surprise—

Mei·kai·two degrees.

Qin Yucheng: "..."

The sense of substitution is too strong, and it has already become murderous.

Qin Yucheng was thinking about how to continue to test Mu Mu, and Mu Mu patted the back of the front seat and said, "Master, stop at the shopping mall in front."

Qin Yucheng turned around: "?"

Mu Mu explained dryly: "There is no food in the refrigerator."

Before the destruction of the world comes, people still have to eat.

This is the last stubbornness of the cook.

Qin Yucheng was slightly startled.

He wasn't cooking at all at home these days, so he naturally didn't know that there was no food in the refrigerator.

The taxi driver stopped at the intersection opposite the commercial square, and Mu Mu got out of the car, only to find that Qin Yucheng had also followed.

"?" Mu Mu was puzzled.

Qin Yucheng said concisely: "Let's go together."

Mu Mu raised his heels and crossed the road behind Qin Yucheng, wondering why Qin Yucheng came with him.

In Mu Mu's family concept, the party who is busy with work and earns more can undertake less housework, while the party who is relatively free can do more.

According to what Mu Mu speculated from the existing information, the current status of the original owner is a full-time wife, uh, full-time cook with no income, so it is a matter of course to take care of most of the housework.

——Although he was confused about where the family's money came from, Mu Mu didn't dare to ask. He could only wait for Qin Yucheng to mention this aspect and take the initiative to reach out, so that he could continue to act.

Mu Mu followed Qin Yucheng into the underground supermarket.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yucheng was also very familiar with this supermarket, as soon as he got there, he went straight to the fresh food section, as if he came here often.

Mu Mu pushed a small cart and followed behind Qin Yucheng, observing Qin Yucheng intently, trying to see which dish he prefers from Qin Yucheng's actions.

But social trash is worthy of social trash.

He observed all the way, but he didn't notice the fart.

Mu Mu pulled out a fresh-keeping bag in frustration and began to pick tomatoes.

Lu Xun once said that when you don't know what to eat, choose tomato scrambled eggs.

Qin Yucheng stopped at some point and turned to look at Mu Mu who was picking tomatoes.

As a businessman, he met a lot of people and communicated a lot, so he was naturally much sharper than Mu Mu.

He knew that Mu Mu had been observing him, and he could see that Mu Mu was familiar with the supermarket. Also, Mu Mu also has his own method when selecting fresh fruits and vegetables.

Shopping for food is a test of one's knowledge of food.

Most of the people who stand in the vegetable market and look at the fruits and vegetables over and over again, or stuff them into the bags without looking at them, are mostly those who seldom cook.

Most of the people who picked up fruits and vegetables and roughly scanned certain fixed places and directly judged whether to put them back or put them away were soaked in the kitchen all year round.

Mu Mu is the latter.

But it's true, while observing Mu Mu, Qin Yucheng recalled the dishes he ate these days, thinking that if it wasn't for his extraordinary talent, he probably wouldn't be able to practice such a skill in a few years.

Mu Mu took three big tomatoes, turned his head and put them back into the cart, looked around, and was about to walk to the meat cutting counter.

But as soon as he raised his feet, he saw an orange-red head rushing towards him.

It's still holding... ah no, it's still carrying a blue shopping basket.

When Liu Gaoming saw Mu Mu and Qin Yucheng, he found his owner like a dog, and he came up to him wagging his tail: "Good afternoon! Good afternoon! Are you two here to buy vegetables?"

Mu Mu subconsciously glanced at Qin Yucheng.

Qin Yucheng was staring at Liu Gaoming with a blank expression on his face.

Mu Mu's scalp tightened, but it was not good to leave Liu Gaoming alone and not answer.

—Although he felt that there was nothing wrong with not answering, after all, Liu Gaoming was the younger brother of Qin Yucheng appointed by the author. But no matter what, everyone came up to greet him, and it would be impolite not to answer.

Mu Mu nodded, and dealt with it dryly: "...Well, come to buy vegetables."

Liu Gaoming looked at the few big tomatoes in the trolley, and then at his empty shopping basket, hesitant to speak, and hesitant to speak.

The grandson of the land king of G province had a big fight with his father and ran away from home. After buying a suite, his credit card was frozen at home.

The son, who never kept cash on him, stuck his neck and was very stubborn, saying that he would never bow his head, and turned around to ask his friends for tens of thousands of flowers, but found that they laughed at him one after another, and then hung up the phone.

No one paid him.

Mr. Xiaoliu is now only worth five hundred yuan from the Zhi X treasure.

I ordered a takeaway at noon, and there were three hundred and eighty left.

There are still 15 days left until next month's salary.

Gas money is enough.

Liu Gaoming wondered if he could starve to death?

He heard that cooking by himself is very cheap, so he drove to a nearby shopping mall.

Young Master Xiaoliu, who has had a nanny to cook since he was a child, only now realizes that he doesn't know the difference between grains and grains.

At the same time, I also remembered the fact that I don't know how to cook.

Just when Liu Gaoming felt that he might really starve to death, his eyesight of 5.3 and his keen Yangou radar found a savior for him!

Mu Mu looked at Liu Gaoming who obviously had something to say, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Liu Gaoming nodded frantically, and moved closer.

Mu Mu took a step back uncomfortably and bumped into Qin Yucheng.

Qin Yucheng gave him a hand.

Mu Mu turned his head, Qin Yucheng had already withdrawn his hand.

"That..." Liu Gaoming was embarrassed.

A tall man of 1.85 meters, with an orange-red cropped cut, this look is really a bit spicy.

Mu Mu showed an expression of being stabbed, and turned his eyes away.

Qin Yucheng also hesitated, thinking about the identity of the other party, took a deep breath: "Say it."

"Although it's very abrupt, but I... can I come to your house for a meal recently?" Liu Gaoming looked at them eagerly, "I will pay for the food! But the credit card is frozen, can I make up for the salary next month? "

Qin Yucheng: "..."

Mu Mu: "???"

Liu Gaoming Qiqi Ai Ai: "Yes, can I? I don't know how to cook..."

Can't even buy food.

Mu Mu turned to look at Qin Yucheng.

This is your little brother, you can figure it out.

Qin Yucheng looked down at him and paused for a moment: "You cook, you have the final say."

Mu Mu was shocked when he heard this.

Grass!

Qin Yucheng must be testing me!

As expected, he still remembered about Yi Anning!

Sure enough, he committed PTSD with a green hat, so let's put Liu Gaoming as a hat here!

aha!

A Zhai sees through everything.

Grandpa is not fooled!

Mu Mu: "This...isn't appropriate?"

Once again, Liu Gaoming was rejected by his beautiful sister, tears were about to fall.

He put his hands together: "Please, please, or I will starve to death!"

Mu Mu:? ?

Not really? ?

Seeing that Mu Mu's side was as cold as iron, Liu Gaoming had no choice but to look at Qin Yucheng with longing eyes.

Qin Yucheng: "..."

How can a grandson of a land king get mixed up like this.

Qin Yucheng was silent for a moment, finally nodded, and hypocritically said: "No problem, neighbors should help each other."

Mu Mu:?

Does that imply that I'm callous?

Liu Gaoming's eyes brightened.

God!

Mr. Qin is really handsome and kind-hearted!

Liu Gaoming rushed to help push the cart.

After Mu Mu finished shopping with a straight face, he heard Liu Gaoming ask, "Are you driving?"

Mu Mu shook his head.

Liu Gaoming said happily: "I'm driving, I'm driving! I'll take you back!"

Mu Mu and Qin Yucheng did not refuse.

While Mu Mu responded to Liu Gaoming's words one by one, he expressed 120,000 sympathies to this brother.

This buddy might already be on Qin Yucheng's fish feed reserve list.

Pity with A Zhai!

It depends on whether Qin Yucheng values ​​brothers more or hates green hats more.

Liu Gaoming's life and death depend on this thought!

Mu Mu cooked a big meal with the intention of cooking Mr. Xiao Liu's severed head, watching Liu Gaoming eat with eyes shining, and listening to Liu Gaoming flattering him.

What's the use of flattering me?

Mu Mu thought mercilessly.

You might as well give Qin Yucheng some money, maybe you can escape.

Mu Mu took a chopstick of salted eggplant with salted egg yolk, and Liu Gaoming said, "Mu Mu, can you send me a copy of this recipe of salted egg yolk eggplant?"

Mu Mu didn't even think about it: "Okay, I'll send it to you after eating."

Qin Yucheng paused while picking up vegetables, and then showed a false smile: "We don't have your contact information yet."

Liu Gaoming ate without raising his head: "Some, some, Mu Mu added me on WeChat this morning!"

Qin Yucheng frowned.

Mu Mu looked at Liu Gaoming who was buried in the cooking, and the chopsticks in his hand scratched the bowl and made a "呵—" sound.

damn it.

Mu Mu gritted his teeth.

I kindly cook you a beheaded meal, but you plotted against me!