The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 170 School Grass, Let’s Talk About Love 2
The two bought a lot of things, and after paying the bill and carrying them out, Mu Qinghuan's eyes were obviously confused.

Because, when paying the bill, Mu Zuihuan said: "Whoever chooses the item is responsible for taking it home."

Mu Qinghuan felt like crying.

If she had known, she wouldn't have picked so many snacks so hard!

Seeing Mu Zuihuan carrying the ingredients easily, Mu Qinghuan felt sad and angry again.

"I don't eat the snacks alone, how can my sister let me take them alone!"

Seeing Mu Qinghuan's aggrieved appearance, Mu Zuihuan couldn't stop laughing.

He stretched out the belt in his hand and said, "You have to eat the food I bought. How about we exchange it?"

Mu Qinghuan looked at the bag, which was not very big, and nodded: "Then don't regret it!"

Mu Zuihuan looked at her with pity: "You don't regret it."

How could Mu Qinghuan care so much? He put the things in his arms on the ground and took the bag containing vegetables.

But as soon as Mu Zuihuan let go, Mu Qinghuan was staggered by the unbearable weight. If Mu Zuihuan hadn't anticipated this scene and pulled her back, she would have fallen.

"Do you want to change it?"

Mu Qinghuan pursed her mouth: "Obviously you are carrying such an easy one, how can it be so heavy?"

"Innate supernatural power, you can't envy it."

"Liar! You obviously don't have much strength..."

"Well, I'll tell you the truth, but you can't tell anyone else."

The mysterious appearance made Mu Qinghuan subconsciously approach Mu Zuihuan, and Mu Zuihuan said: "This is the awakening of talent!"

Mu Qinghuan endured it, but still couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"I know how to lie to children!"

Mu Zuihuan just teased her and didn't really let her go home with the heavy snacks.

He easily lifted the two big bags, looked down at Mu Qinghuan: "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Master Wu, who has been silent all this time, couldn't help it: "When did you become so childish?"

"When no one erased my memory."

Master Wu nodded slightly: "You actually know?"

Mu Zuihuan was a little curious: "Why didn't I know? Anyway, after living for such a long time, many memories suddenly disappeared. Isn't it normal to be found out? Fortunately, you didn't clear the memory of my exercises. I'll be in a hurry with you."

Wu adults quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It said that there must be no problems with the hands and feet it made!

It was so frightened that Mu Zuihuan had discovered its other motives.

"I'm afraid that you will be disturbed by too many memories."

Mu Zuihuan didn't speak any more, but got into a taxi with Mu Qinghuan and arrived at Beiyuan Garden.

They lived on the seventh floor, and when they entered the elevator and were about to press the door to close it, they saw a plump little fat man running towards the elevator panting.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Mu Zuihuan put his hand in front of the elevator door to block it, and waited for the little fat man to enter the elevator before pressing the door close button.

"Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome, which floor do you want to go up?"

The little fat man seemed a little embarrassed, and glanced at the brightened floor, "Yes, it's also the seventh floor."

The little fat man was a head shorter than Mu Zuihuan, with hair that reached to his eyes.

This child should have low self-esteem. He lowered his head the whole time, not daring to lift it up, let alone looking at the two sisters Mu Zuihuan.

The elevator suddenly became quiet.

"Here, that's your male partner."

Mu Zuihuan: "..."

Through the reflection of the elevator door, the little fat man was at the corner of the elevator, with his head down, and he was twitching his fingers uneasily.

"By the way, there is more than one male supporting role, but there is only one male supporting role you want to stop. You need to find him and stop him."

——Does this mean that I want to look at the marks on my butt one by one with hot eyes like a crazy person?

"It's okay if you have another way."

Mu Zuihuan raised his head and sighed silently.

'Ding'

The elevator reached the seventh floor, and the door was opened.

Mu Zuihuan glanced at the little fat man again, then walked out of the elevator with Mu Qinghuan carrying his things.

The little fat man didn't come out immediately, but waited for the footsteps of the two sisters Mu Zuihuan to go away, and then tiptoed out.

He poked his head out and saw the two sisters, Mu Zuihuan, typing in the password, so he retracted his head again.

When the sound of the door closing was heard, he exhaled and walked to door 708 next door.

He didn't know that Mu Zuihuan didn't leave after closing the door, but lay on the door, looked out of the cat's eye, and listened to the movement outside.

Although the sound insulation was good, Mu Zuihuan was sure that the little fat man lived next door.

Mu Qinghuan stood next to Mu Zuihuan, raising her head: "Sister, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. Go, it's time for you to show off your cooking skills!"

Mu Qinghuan stared at her, making Mu Zuihuan unable to hold back her laughter.

"Okay, just kidding. Go and put away the snacks, and you can eat after watching TV."

Mu Qinghuan looked at Mu Zuihuan suspiciously: "You cook? Can you eat..."

"Remember your words, it will be ready in a while, don't rush to eat it!"

The kitchen door was closed by Mu Zuihuan, blocking Mu Qinghuan's prying eyes.

Mu Qinghuan listened to the sound of chopping vegetables, with countless question marks on his head.

After watching TV without taste for a while, Mu Qinghuan was attracted by the aroma of the food.

The little nose shrugged, and Mu Zuihuan opened the kitchen door and came out with a plate of dishes.

"Go get the bowls and chopsticks, you can start."

Mu Qinghuan leaned forward curiously.

I thought I would see something weird on the plate, but after staring at it, I couldn't help swallowing.

"smell good!"

"I don't even look at who did it."

Mu Zuihuan raised his chin, quite pleased with himself.

Qing Huan didn't bother with her this time, and hurriedly went to get the dishes and chopsticks out.

There are only three dishes on the table, one meat, one vegetable and one soup, and the portions are not much.

Mu Zuihuan first filled Qing Huan with a bowl of soup: "Taste it."

"It's so fresh!"

"Try something else?"

Qing Huan couldn't wait to try the dishes.

As soon as I ate it, my eyes lit up a lot.

"Sister, when did you learn to cook? Why didn't I know?"

"You don't know a lot!"

Qing Huan looked at her curiously: "Sister, is this also the awakening of your talent?"

"uh-huh."

Qing Huan has some letters this time.

"Then, sister, when can I awaken my talent like you?"

Mu Zui smiled happily: "Eat!"

After eating, Qing Huan forgot about the question just now, leaned on the sofa with her belly in her hands, and looked at her sister with admiration.

She took back what she said before, if she followed her sister, she was so powerful, and she was still used to take care of her?
Thinking of being able to eat meals cooked by her sister every day, Qing Huan smirked.

She is at home, the dearest is this sister.

My sister never coaxes her like a child, and she will listen to her patiently.

Although her mother is also very good to her, but her mother is sad every day, and she seldom laughs, and rarely tells them what is on her mind.

As for dad...

Qing Huan thought about it carefully, other people's fathers would spend time with their wives and children in their busy schedules, but only her father, since she missed her father, she could only watch it on TV.

A ringtone interrupted Qing Huan's thoughts, she looked down and said, "Sister, it's my mother calling."

Mu Zuihuan's voice came from the kitchen: "Go ahead."

(End of this chapter)