Once Mo Yi had done all of this, he quickly sat back on the bed and picked up the meat bun, taking big bites.
The soft, snowy-white outer layer, coupled with the fragrant and rich meat juice, moved Mo Yi almost to tears – the warm meat bun was truly delicious!
Compared to the bakery on the side street, where the buns were usually placed in a bamboo steamer and the vendor would be standing right in front of it, making it not easy for him to take one without being noticed, this was a feast.
In the past, he could only smell the aroma from a distance and crave it. Finally, he got to taste it!
Mo Yi finished a large meat bun in three or two bites and then picked up the golden-fried dough stick.
The outer layer was crispy, and the inside was soft and elastic. Fried foods always brought a satisfying feeling, a taste he had never experienced before.
Taking a bite of the fried dough stick, it was coated with a thick layer of sugar frosting, sweet and delicious. Mo Yi thought it was even better than the meat buns.
There was also the sticky and chewy fried cake with a dense red bean filling, a well-seasoned tea egg, sweet and tasty soy milk, and a stewed porridge with soft and tender century egg and lean meat.
Mo Yi ate deliciously, and even Bai Ren, who was just watching, felt a significant increase in appetite.
He had never been passionate about food, eating very little of everything. For a long time, he considered eating as nothing more than a time-consuming hassle to sustain life.
However, watching the boy in front of him enjoy his food so enthusiastically, as if eating was a blissful thing, Bai Ren unconsciously picked up a sandwich and took a bite.
Technically, the taste was mediocre, evidently not comparable to the renowned restaurants he had visited in the past.
Yet, watching Mo Yi eat so joyfully, Bai Ren unexpectedly felt that the food in his hands became much more delicious.
Mo Yi wanted to try everything, so he bought a variety of items. He was happy with everything he ate. However, when it came time to eat rice noodle rolls, he encountered a dilemma.
The rice noodle rolls had a smooth, white appearance, wrapped with a generous amount of fillings, and topped with a rich sauce. They looked delicious.
Mo Yi wanted to grab and eat them like the other foods, but when he tried to take a piece, he couldn’t control the force properly, and the rice noodle roll broke in his hand.
Seeing the rice noodle roll that he had accidentally broken and made messy, Mo Yi glanced furtively at Bai Ren.
The man was still eating his sandwich leisurely, with graceful movements as if he hadn’t noticed.
Although they were both having breakfast, Mo Yi inexplicably felt self-conscious, thinking that the way the man ate was surprisingly attractive. For the first time, he felt a sense of shame.
Seeing that he had made the previously appealing food look messy, Mo Yi hesitated about whether to try the rice noodle rolls again.
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However, the fragrance of the rice noodle rolls was too tempting, and he really wanted to taste them.
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In the past, Bai Ren would undoubtedly have shown a cold expression. He would never tolerate others eating so awkwardly in front of him.
However, at this moment, seeing the boy’s wide eyes and helpless expression, Bai Ren found it amusing.
The boy’s movements were rude, as if he lacked proper upbringing, especially when eating with his hands.
This habit wasn’t good, but when Bai Ren looked at Mo Yi, he didn’t find it annoying.
Perhaps it was because the boy was exceptionally good-looking, or maybe it was because Bai Ren enjoyed seeing his lively expressions.
So, seeing Mo Yi in this situation, Bai Ren not only didn’t get angry but found it oddly amusing. He reminded him, “Why do you always use your hands? It’s challenging to pick up these things with your hands. There are disposable chopsticks and spoons; using utensils might be better.”
Mo Yi, upon hearing Bai Ren’s words, felt that this person was genuinely gentle. He realized that humans generally used utensils for eating.
With a dry laugh, he had been watching Bai Ren eat his sandwich without utensils, and it hadn’t crossed his mind.
Although he had seen people use these utensils before, he had never used them himself. Even the food given to him by others was eaten with his hands.
Now, holding a pair of ordinary chopsticks, they seemed to turn into uncooperative sticks in his hands.
Mo Yi tried to gracefully pick up something, but it seemed he only succeeded in breaking the rice noodle rolls into smaller pieces.
Frustrated, he put down the chopsticks and tried a spoon, but the takeout spoon was small and soft, lacking any substantial presence when held.
After some effort, Mo Yi managed to scoop up a spoonful of the broken rice noodle rolls. Watching the shaky food in the spoon, he felt a bit anxious. It seemed like the next second, the spoonful might fall back onto the table.
In a moment of resourcefulness, Mo Yi leaned over and bit the spoon, finally getting the rice noodle rolls into his mouth.
Smacking his lips, Mo Yi found the taste quite good. However, the spoon was too small, and that one bite seemed pitiful.
As he was about to extend the spoon for another bite, laughter suddenly erupted from the side.
Turning his head in confusion, Mo Yi saw Bai Ren, who had always had a calm expression, holding his forehead while bursting into laughter.
The carefree expression on his face was something Mo Yi had never seen on him before.
Mo Yi didn’t understand why the man across from him was laughing, but seeing him so happy made him happy too. Eventually, he joined in the laughter.
After a good while, Bai Ren’s laughter subsided.
Looking up, he saw the boy across from him still smiling and holding a plastic spoon, with sauce from the food around his mouth, looking foolish.
His mouth twitched a few times, and he found it hard not to laugh.
This little silly guy!
In his heart, Bai Ren sighed. He couldn’t remember the last time he had laughed like this.
The boy across from him seemed magical; whenever he was around, Bai Ren’s mood always improved.
No, not just improved! It was as if he felt an inexplicable excitement. It was strange, but he had no desire to reject it.
If this wasn’t someone deliberately sent to get close to him and just a stray little creature wandering outside, keeping it as a pet wouldn’t be a bad idea.
A pet…
In an instant, as if opening the door to a new world, Bai Ren looked at Mo Yi, sweeping over him inch by inch.
For him, life was too boring; everything around him was so uninteresting. So, he never let go of anything that piqued his interest, even if those things could only keep him amused for a pitifully short time.
Waving his hand in front of Mo Yi, Bai Ren motioned for Mo Yi to come closer, Bai Ren’s face held a more profound smile.
He picked up some tissue from the table, gently wiping off the sauce from Mo Yi’s face. Leaning in close, he whispered in his ear, “Why can’t you understand even the use of chopsticks and spoons, hmm?”
Bai Ren’s tone was playful, and he was very close, his warm breath tickling Mo Yi’s ear. The boy instinctively scratched his ear, looking confusedly at Bai Ren and honestly nodding.
Indeed, he wasn’t adept at using utensils. Trying to pretend otherwise wouldn’t work, and it was better just to admit it.
Bai Ren accepted this answer well, and with a change in attitude, he picked up the rice noodle rolls, expertly grasped a piece, and fed it to Mo Yi.
Mo Yi stared at the rice noodle rolls in front of him, momentarily not reacting. Bai Ren’s chopsticks were skillful, taking what was originally soft rice noodle rolls, yet he managed to grasp a whole, beautiful piece. It looked enticing.
Even though he had never been fed like this before, Mo Yi could understand Bai Ren’s intention. Feeling an inexplicable joy, he opened his mouth, and with a ‘ah woo,’ he bit into the large piece of rice noodle rolls, swallowing it into his mouth.
Bai Ren watched as Mo Yi’s cheeks swelled up with a face full of happiness. Even though he had just witnessed him eating messily, it only brought more amusement.
Still savoring the taste in his mouth, Mo Yi was clearly happy. Bai Ren couldn’t help but think of poking those plump cheeks.
It’s so amusing!
Perhaps, even if he approaches him with ulterior motives, he can handle it; worst case, he will cut off his escape route and keep him in captivity.
While Bai Ren’s thoughts were dark, his outward demeanor became increasingly gentle.
After swallowing the rice noodle roll, Mo Yi realized Bai Ren’s injury, frowning, and asked, “You don’t need to bother about me, just eat. You’re still injured.”
“It’s my leg, not my hand, and besides, it doesn’t hurt much now.” Bai Ren shrugged nonchalantly.
Yeah, right!
Mo Yi internally scoffed, but watching the man’s carefree attitude, in the end, he couldn’t resist the allure of the delicious food.
So, Bai Ren continued to feed Mo Yi almost the entire box of rice noodle rolls.
When only two pieces were left, Mo Yi stopped Bai Ren’s chopsticks, feeling a bit embarrassed as he scratched his head, “Don’t just feed me. Look, there are only two pieces left in this box. Try it; it tastes really good!”
Bai Ren readily nodded, picked up a piece with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.
The rice noodle roll was smooth and tender, filled with delicious shrimp flavor, and the sauce was perfectly balanced. This kind of food was full of lively flavors, making him feel it was even more delicious than those expensive feasts.
It wasn’t until he swallowed the food that he realized he had used the same pair of chopsticks as Mo Yi.
He never shared utensils with others or ate food that someone else had bitten into. It was his habit; he didn’t like his belongings being tainted with others’ vibes.
Strangely, after realizing that he had shared chopsticks with Mo Yi, he didn’t feel any repulsion.
However, Bai Ren quickly figured it out; this was his own little pet, so of course, he should pamper it. Sharing utensils didn’t seem like a big deal.
There were still many dishes on the table, some requiring chopsticks, and Bai Ren considerately handpicked and fed each one to Mo Yi.
In his heart, he marveled at the joy of feeding.
not sure i like where his mind going right now 😅
Bro has got some issues! 😂 Hoping Mo Yi can help fix them. Thanks for the chapters!! 💜💜💜
Я тоже хочу быть домашним животным
I also want to be a pet
Kkkk it’s dark, but damn, “his little pet” and wanting to keep it is kinda cute!
If this goes on the gong would surely get addicted to handfed the uke haha