Luo Ting sat inside the hot pot restaurant.
His gaze swept coldly out of the floor-to-ceiling window.
At this moment, Xiaoyouzi had changed into fluffy long pants and a long-sleeved shirt, a cute bear sweater, and a pink, thick, furry coat.
It looks like a pink peach doll.
Little Yuzu rushed out, carefully crossed the traffic light, and dashed into the alley on the other side.
The alley wasn't very deep, and it didn't look particularly dirty.
Luo Ting's eyesight was quite good; he could see a person squatting there from a distance.
"Handsome brother! What are you doing here?"
Mo Zeye crouched in a dark corner, the chill seeping through his thin clothes.
He was shivering with cold, but he didn't say a word.
It seems to be putting up a tough fight.
Upon hearing Xiaoyouzi's voice, Mo Zeye looked up, his eyes revealing vulnerability.
Little Yuzu's heart softened immediately: "Handsome brother, didn't you go home? Did they bully you?"
Looking at Mo Zeye, who was dressed in tattered clothes, Xiaoyouzi frowned.
She crouched down, extended her warm, steaming little hand, and grasped Mo Zeye's icy hand, breathing on it: "I'll blow on it for you!"
Mo Zeye's beautiful light gray eyes stared intently at Xiaoyouzi.
Little Yuzu asked with a grin, "Why are you looking at me?"
"nothing."
At this moment, Xiaoyouzi's cheeks were rosy, and she looked like an apple that made you want to take a bite.
Luo Ting, sitting in the hot pot restaurant, stared wide-eyed.
What is Little Yuzu doing?
How could she do such a thing to a man!
He's so angry!
What's even more infuriating is yet to come.
Little Yuzu actually came back holding Mo Zeye's hand.
It's very warm inside.
This gave Mo Zeye, who was shivering from the cold, a much-needed respite.
Little Yuzu seemed oblivious to her third brother's gloomy expression, and introduced him with a smile, "Third brother, this is my friend."
“Friend.” Mo Zeye murmured the two words, looking up at Xiaoyouzi.
Loting's reaction was indifferent: "Oh, I've never seen him before. Your friend is quite old."
"Brother Mo is ten years old!"
Little Yuzi counted on her fingers for Luo Ting to see: "He's only three and a half years older than me! The difference isn't that big."
Luo Ting was speechless, his face cold.
"Hello."
Mo Zeye spoke indifferently, seemingly not taking Luo Ting's anger to heart.
Luo Ting secretly resented her, calling her a scheming bitch!
Seeing that Luo Ting didn't speak, Xiao Youzi tugged at his sleeve: "Brother, you have to respond when someone greets you."
“I’ve responded.” Luo Ting turned his head.
Just then, the waiter brought the hot pot over.
The spicy and savory flavor directly stimulates everyone's sense of smell.
"Brother, this isn't right!" Little Yuzu sat down next to Luo Ting and tugged hard at his sleeve.
Luo Ting was furious.
He glared at Mo Zeye across from him.
The latter was obedient and innocent, and seemed to have nothing unusual about her.
He wondered to himself: Why does Xiaoyouzi's older brother always wear sunglasses? Is he ashamed to be seen by others?
"Does Little Yuzu want him instead of me?" Luo Ting asked bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyouzi's eyes widened: "Brother, what are you saying?"
Looking at Luo Ting with a surprised expression, Xiao Youzi seemed to be looking at her mischievous older brother, the bear.
"Answer me!"
Little Yuzu looked apologetically at Mo Zeye before coaxing, "Of course brother is more important! How could you ask such a question?"
Loting then realized that he had been competing for attention with a child.
Mo Zeye chuckled, but didn't show it too obviously.
Luo Ting glanced at him coldly and snorted, "Just eat whatever you want, don't be shy, you've probably never eaten like this before."
He shouldn't have argued with a child.
But he was annoyed when he saw how nice his sister was to that brat!
Extremely annoyed!
Mo Zeye obediently lowered his head and ate, without making any extra movements.
About an hour and a half later.
"Burp~" Little Yuzu let out a satisfied burp.
Mo Zeye had already stopped eating and was staring at Xiaoyouzi's rosy little face.
It's very popular.
It looks like a ripe peach.
Perhaps Mo Zeye's gaze was too obvious, for Luo Ting shot him a glare: "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing, thank you for your hospitality."
Mo Zeye appeared polite, but Luo Ting wasn't buying it.
It's so annoying, he can't hold back his temper when he sees these kids.
"I'm going home now." Mo Zeye stood up.
Little Yuzu pulled Luo Ting, who had just paid the bill, and walked with him to the door.
I opened the door, and the cold wind blew in.
Mo Zeye trembled slightly, looking quite pitiful.
Little Yuzu saw that his clothes were thin and drafty, and his arms were blue-purple from the cold, so he looked like he was in bad shape.
"Third brother~"
Little Yuzi called out softly, pleading with Luo Ting, "Brother, please give the clothes to Brother Mo? He looks so cold, he doesn't even have a thick coat, he's so pitiful."
Luo Ting couldn't stand Xiao Youzi's torment any longer and was about to take off his clothes when he heard Mo Zeye say something.
"No need, I'm fine."
After coldly refusing, he curled the corners of his lips at Xiaoyouzi: "Your brother is cold because he has no clothes to wear. I'm fine."
Little Yuzu could tell at a glance that Luo Ting was unwilling, and she snorted softly, "Brother!"
Luo Ting rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky.
What does this male green tea mean?
Did he say he wouldn't take off his coat?
They even tried to sow discord!
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