When the two returned home, 005 had had enough to eat and drink. This was what Mu Yan told 005 before leaving, because he was concerned that 005 would be discovered while eating after they returned.
Mu Chen looked thoughtfully at several dishes of vegetables, the quantity of which was diminishing, and 005 became nervous for no apparent reason. 005 was always nervous when it saw Mu Chen because it had been watched by Mu Chen’s sharp eyes once in the forest.
“I’ll go back to the room first, Yanyan.” 005 said this before fleeing.
Mu Chen remained silent at the end. He drew out the stool, allowing Mu Yan to sit first, before taking his place opposite him. He mimicked Mu Yan’s movements and took up the two thin wooden sticks on the table.
This was the first time he’d seen such a thin wooden stick on the dining table. What did it serve?
Mu Chen quietly observed Mu Yan’s movements and discovered that this small wooden stick was used to hold vegetables, and it appeared to be very flexible and convenient. As a result, he attempted to use it to hold a piece of pheasant.
“Pa-da!”
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Mu Chen suddenly felt that the embarrassment was now acceptable as he felt the tender little hand holding his big hand.
It wasn’t a bad idea to do it again if there was such a benefit every time.
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Of course, Mu Yan didn’t know what Mu Chen was thinking at the time, or else that little thin face would turn red and hot again.
Mu Yan’s sense of accomplishment grew as he saw Mu Chen finally use chopsticks to hold the dishes by himself, and he couldn’t help but reward Mu Chen by adding more dishes to his bowl.
Mu Chen ate the dish Mu Yan placed first in silence. A taste he’d never had before. He was certain he had never eaten it before losing his memory.
“Is it tasty?” Mu Yan inquired, nervously.
Mu Chen nodded, his chopsticks never stopping. He didn’t say anything, but he responded directly with his actions.
Mu Yan smiled contentedly and returned his attention to his meal.
They were both very satisfied with this lunch, and their stomachs were so full that even Mu Chen, who had always been very self-controllable, couldn’t stop eating more.
Mu Chen felt warm inside his stomach, as if a small stream of warm air was flowing through it, and the area through which it flowed was very comfortable. Even the previously dull pain in his abdomen has improved slightly.
However, the difference was minor, and Mu Chen paid no attention to it.
After eating and drinking, I felt drowsy in this beautiful weather with appropriate temperature. Mu Yan’s eyelids had already begun to fight up and down, and his small head had gradually lowered, requiring people to pay attention to him lest he fall into the table.
“Mumu, if you’re tired, go to your room and sleep. I’ll clean up around here.” Mu Chen addressed Mu Yan.
“Hmm… all right.” Mu Yan’s voice was pleasant and soft, with a slight nasal tone. It sounded so good that people wanted to grab it and knead it vigorously.
Mu Chen, of course, would not do this; he worked hard to suppress his inner desire in order to avoid frightening the boy, and then coaxed him into the room.
Frozenmirage: Hmmm, is this what they said, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach?
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