Chapter 174 The Taste of Childhood

  Song Xiyue's expression was calm, and she would not be moved casually.

   But she is not hard-hearted, she can feel the second brother is trying to please her.

   But after what happened in the last life, she no longer longed for the affection given by the Song family.

  She will not be stupid.

   Listening to her sister's words, Song Xiling's heart became sour.

   He knows that his sister is still very unfamiliar with him now, but he will try his best to make her close to him again.

   "Can I visit my sister more often in the future?"

   Song Xiling looked at Song Xiyue with a look of anticipation in his eyes, a little cautiously, for fear that Song Xiyue would refuse.

  Song Xiyue was silent for a while, then turned to look at her grandmother who was busy in the kitchen, she said, "Yes."

  Song Xiling became happy all of a sudden. At this time, he was just like a child, smiling extremely happily.

   Song Xiyue looked at Song Xiling's smile and had to admit that her appearance was indeed easy to deceive people.

   No wonder so many girls in the school are his fans.

  Liu Cizhen brought the buns from the kitchen and smiled lovingly: "Eat the buns."

   "It smells so good." Song Xiyue smelled the fragrance and felt hungry.

   "Eat more if you feel fragrant."

  Song Xiyue reached out and took a bun, and handed it to Song Xiling.

  Song Xiling was stunned.

   "Mo, here you go, you can eat more too." Song Xiyue looked at Song Xiling and felt that he was very thin. I don't know if it was the reason why a star had to maintain his weight, but he looked quite thin anyway.

  Song Xiling was a little flattered, carefully took the buns his sister handed him, and said softly, "Thank you sister."

  Song Xiling took a bite of the bun, and her eyes were red.

   At this time, Song Xiling's peach blossom eyes were dyed red, and the whole person had an indescribable charm, gorgeous and enchanting.

   Song Xiyue sighed in her heart that Song Xiling's face is naturally suitable for the entertainment industry.

  Liu Cizhen saw that the siblings were in a good relationship and said with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

  Song Xiling said seriously: "Grandma's cooking is still as delicious as I remember."

   In fact, when he was abroad, he missed his mother, his sister, and his grandmother very much.

   Especially the meals made by grandma have the taste of childhood.

   "It's delicious, eat more, and come over to eat if you want to eat it later."

   "Okay, thank you grandma."

   "Don't be so polite to grandma, you are your own." Liu Cizhen felt that this grandson was pretty good.

   And she can see that the child is sincere to his sister.

   She naturally welcomes such a grandson to her home.

   I can help her take care of Xiyue in the future.

  Although it is said that the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat, but Liu Cizhen and Xiyue depend on each other for life, this heart is still involuntarily biased towards Song Xiyue.

   But she also likes Song Xiling, her grandson.

   is also happy to be nice to him.

   Song Xiling's heart rose with enthusiasm when she heard this.

"Ok."

   The voice was slightly choked up.

  Song Xiling ate the buns one bite at a time, looking satisfied.

   He ate one, Song Xiyue gave him another and said, "Second brother, eat more, you are too thin."

  Song Xiling felt that she was cared for by her sister, and her heart warmed, "My sister eats more, and you lose weight."

   Song Xiyue's mouth twitched, she didn't want to get fat.

   After eating, Song Xiyue entered the bedroom, and Liu Cizhen was talking to Song Xiling in the living room.

  Song Xiling likes such a warm atmosphere, so she can't help but want to stay longer.

   He thought Song Xiyue went back to the bedroom to study, but in fact Song Xiyue was tinkering with pills.

   She was going to heal Song Xiling's throat first.

   A lot of times, I think of my childhood, I remember the New Year, I remembered the heavy snow, I remembered the food at that time, a lot, I wonder if the little cuties will also think of the childhood time.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)