Chapter 34 You are too skinny, Xiaoyan

  However, most of the people in the class played well with Chi Wan, even if they were confused, they would not speak out.

   There are only a few outspoken people who laughed directly: "But I see, your sister is not like a poor child without knowledge at all."

  Especially that cold temperament, more charming than some of the daughters who grew up spoiled, but inviolable.

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lunch time.

  Because of her light temperament, she didn't like the excitement at first glance, and the students around did not invite Chi Wei to eat together.

  Chi Wei casually packed the textbooks on the desk, and gently opened the office door.

Today’s Fu Shiyan changed into a black windbreaker, leaning lazily on the seat, sitting in a casual posture, with long legs that are nowhere to be laid lazily overlapping each other, looking down, playing with the pen in his hand, it looks like he’s already waited for so long.

  It seemed that he heard the door opening of "squeaky", the man raised his eyes, his original cold eyes quickly changed a look, and he raised his eyebrows evilly: "Weiwei..."

   "Call the teacher." Chi Wei put down the plastic bag in his hand, frowning.

   said, but his eyes fell on a table of food.

  There are her favorite sweet and sour fish, shrimp dumplings, and a bone soup that looks very good.

  This student of hers is really good at cooking.

  Have already paid for the meal last time, Chi Wei is not polite, took the chopsticks handed over by the man, and began to eat.

  Every time she eats, her cheeks bulge like a little hamster hoarding food, which is also a rare and cute time for her.

  Fu Shiyan hooked her lips, quietly watching her wind and lingering clouds, gently rubbing the place where she touched her when handing the chopsticks.

  One piece is boiling hot.

  The fundus of the eyes is also ignited.

  Even Chi Wei could not ignore the scorching gaze.

   After swallowing the shrimp, she followed Fu Shiyan's gaze—it fell on the tonic soup she had packed.

  Does he want this soup?

  The little girl had a look, and then looked at Fu Shiyan carefully, scanning it all from the beginning to the end, from left to right, and finally showed a caring smile like an elder: "You are too skinny, Xiao Yan."

   "Drink some tonic soup."

  When the words fell, the pile of soup had been pushed over Fu Shiyan's hand.

  Chi Wei has no sense of guilt.

  Qiao Yuechu’s cooking skills are so dark that they are not flattering. It is obviously a soup made according to the recipe, but it still has a strange taste, but it is another kind of heart.

  Fu Shiyan made up for it, just right.

  Fu Shiyan: "..."

  The tonic soup was divided into three small bowls, which seemed to be divided into three, but the man had no time to distinguish, but flashed his eyes: "Xiaoyan?"

  Chi did not blink his eyes, and did not hear the doubt. Seeing that the other party did not take the next step, only when he was embarrassed, he couldn't help but show an encouraging smile from the elder again:

  "This is the soup made by your grandma."

   "You drink more."

   "With the teacher, you are welcome."

  Fu Shiyan: "..."

   The evil spirits that existed in the phoenix eyes turned into helplessness, the man snorted, and finally surrendered, and picked up the other spoon at hand.

  Then his complexion became stiff, his throat rolled slightly, and he finally drank the soup.

   looked at Shang Chi’s unconcerned gaze, calmly said: "The taste is very good."

  ……

  As soon as these words came out, Chi Wei's expression changed, and the original worries that were not deep became thick in an instant. The small and beautiful fingers caught Fu Shiyan's wrist unexpectedly and took his pulse.

  Good kid, how can you say that you are crazy?

  　 The mother-in-law’s soup must be delicious! (Xiao Yan cries and faints in the toilet)

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)