In the world of Zongman, the ruthless monks just want to play badly

But looking towards the dining table, it was empty, with no leftover takeout boxes, and it was spotlessly clean.

He was a little surprised: "You haven't had dinner yet?"

"Ah."

Wakaba Mu nodded slightly, "Because... I'm not very hungry yet."

This is a lie.

The actual reason was that Bailijun was not at home. Even with Qiliangliang and Congyu accompanying him, little Mutou would still feel insecure and would not be able to eat at all.

Although I don’t want to eat psychologically, my body honestly expresses its desire to eat.

As soon as the girl finished speaking, her flat belly began to make a quiet "gurgling" sound. Although it was not loud, it was loud enough to be heard in the quiet room.

Ruoye Mu: "..."

It’s just a meal I missed, of course it’s not that exaggerated.

Bai Li suddenly thought of a possibility, was silent for two seconds, and met her gaze:

"What about breakfast and lunch? Didn't you eat either?"

"..."

Xiao Mutou silently looked away and remained silent without answering.

Bai Li sighed.

He had just finished praising Xiao Mu in his heart for being the one who gave him the least worry, but he didn't expect the boomerang to come so quickly.

But the other party is a guest staying here after all, and Mori Minami pays millions of dollars for food every month for a good reason, so it's not good to let little Mutou go hungry.

He thought for a while and said:

"In that case, I'll let you eat my bottom."

under?

Ruo Yemu paused, as if he had thought of something, and said hesitantly:

"Is it... too much trouble?"

"Not much trouble."

Bai Li opened the refrigerator and saw a few bright red tomatoes lying quietly inside, which were just right for making a dish of tomato and egg noodles.

He moved quickly, controlling the kitchen utensils as if they were his own arms, and with the help of spiritual power, his every move was like flowing water. He quickly washed the tomatoes and cut them into evenly shaped dices. In a short while, he had finished the job.

Red tomatoes, white noodles, yellow eggs, scattered chopped green onions, and garnished with a few green cabbages. The different colors are perfectly blended in a bowl of noodles, which makes people salivate just by looking at it.

"Let's pad your belly first."

Baili pushed the bowl in front of her and said, "I made three servings. If it's not enough, you can have more."

"Thank you."

The girl with long green hair swallowed her saliva imperceptibly. Even though she had tasted Bailijun's cooking many times... every time she smelled this fragrance, her body still felt an instinctive desire.

Ruoye Mu picked up the chopsticks, whispered "I'm starting", then picked up a bunch of noodles, blew on the hot air carefully, put it into his mouth and chewed it slightly.

The noodles are very elastic, the eggs are very smooth, the soup is very delicious, and the overall taste is sweet and sour, which is very popular among girls.

Even for a doll girl with no words, no heart and no expression, it was difficult for her to maintain a blank expression in front of this ultimate delicacy. A light blush spread across her pretty face, and even her golden eyes were as bright as water, as if every cell in her body was rejoicing.

Only by biting her lips gently could she control herself and not let out a whimper of satisfaction.

Xiao Mu doesn't eat much at home on weekdays. Even if the maid carefully prepares the dishes, he will only taste them briefly.

On the one hand, it is because of maintaining her figure. As the daughter of the famous actress Minami Mori and comedian Wakaba, her future debut is a foregone conclusion, so naturally she has to pay attention to body maintenance in advance.

On the other hand... being trapped in a cage, for a heartless puppet, no matter how exquisite and gorgeous the food is, it will taste like chewing wax.

Since coming to Bailijun's home, this has been the most comfortable period in Xiaomu's life.

Because it was under the banner of "treating insomnia caused by insecurity", Mori Minami also relaxed the requirements for her, and Wakaba has not shown up until now.

Eat well, drink well, and pet cats.

Compared to that single-family house of over a hundred square meters, this place gives her a better feeling of "home".

"Are you full?"

Seeing that the girl in front of him looked very satisfied and the bowl was spotless without even a drop of soup left, Bai Li took out a tissue, leaned forward slightly, and wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth.

His movements were natural, like a gentle father caring for his young daughter.

The warm and fresh, elegant scent like grass and trees reached her nose as the distance shortened, slowly surrounding her and making the girl a little dazed.

It was not until Baili sat back in the chair and the pleasant sandalwood fragrance had mostly dissipated that Ruo Yemu came back to his senses, but... a trace of reluctance flashed through his heart.

“A very delicious bowl of noodles.”

She whispered, "It smells like...home."

The taste of home?

This kind of evaluation is quite rare.

Bai Li raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to ruffle the girl's silky green hair like he did when facing Cong Yu, but now he had already sat back in his seat, so the movement was not convenient, so he had to give up and said:

"In that case, just treat this place as your home. If you feel lonely, you can go next door and chat with Xiaoxiang."

"As...home?"

Ruo Ye Mu slowly raised his face, and his golden eyes were crystal clear, with bright spots of light printed on them by the incandescent light.

The cherry-like lips fluttered twice, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly, as light as butterfly wings.

She was silent for a long time before she finally mustered up the courage and said hesitantly:

"Then...can I call you brother?"

elder brother?

This time it was Baili's turn to be stunned.

After I came to my senses, I felt a little weird.

He was an only child. After he joined Xuantian Sect, his master only accepted him as a disciple. Although he had many fellow disciples under the tutelage of other elders, there was still a level of distance between them.

Come to think of it, he had never been called "brother" or something like that.

but……

Looking at the introverted girl in front of him, whose eyes were full of anxiety, like a wounded little animal worried about being abandoned by its owner, Bai Li hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"if you do not mind."

After all, he is indeed a little older than Xiao Mutou, so there is nothing wrong with calling him "brother".

Moreover, Kita's case also served as an example for him.

Since the indestructible friendship in my mind is not that pure, if it is transformed into family affection, it will not deteriorate again, right?

Chapter 134: Shrimp Head Aine's Roof

"elder brother."

"Ok?"

"elder brother."

"anything?"

"elder brother."

"..."

Bai Li silently looked at the girl with light green hair beside him. There was not much expression on her pretty face, which was as delicate as a doll. Her usually cold light golden pupils were illuminated by the warm orange light in the room, and were shining brightly.

He sighed and tapped the little girl's head gently: "Where are you from, repeater?"

"Because... this feeling is very novel."

For the first time, I have a name that is completely my own.

You no longer have to use the unfamiliar "xx classmate" or "xx gentleman", you can call him "brother" with full justification.

Xiao Mu gently pressed his chest, hesitated for a moment, and then raised his face, "Brother, can you... touch my head again?"

The girl's long, smooth green hair cascaded down behind her like a waterfall, and the bright lights in the room reflected a delicate luster like satin. Just by looking at it, you could tell that it must feel very good.

Actually, it is not necessary to touch her... but since it is my sister's request, if I refuse, Xiao Mutou will definitely show an expression like a lost puppy.

Bai Li coughed, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it on the top of Ruoye Mu's head, subconsciously using the same method he used on Lu Qiliangliangshi.

The touch on her head was warm, like the afternoon sun. The girl squinted her eyes, contented like a napping cat.

But... this pleasant enjoyment did not last long.

"Is the president back? I saw some shoes at the door...eh?"

Secretary Xiaoxiang, who had walked into the living room at some point, paused and looked at his friend who was being patted on the head by the president not far away. His amber-bright pupils seemed to have lost their luster.

……

"So... Xiaomu is now the president's sister?"

Baili nodded.

Seeing this, the green-haired girl beside her also nodded obediently.

"Is that right?"

Perhaps it was because his expression was so frank and innocent that it was naturally very persuasive. Although Toyokawa Shoko was still a little uneasy, she reluctantly accepted this statement, but raised another question:

"So, what's with the head patting?"

Even she rarely gets patted on the head by the president...

"As a brother, it's normal to touch your sister's head, right?"

Bai Li raised his eyebrows and looked at his secretary Xiaoxiang, who seemed a little resentful for some reason. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly understood what she was thinking.

The ancients said that what is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth, which makes a lot of sense.