Su Zhen looked at the delicious food on the table, but he didn't know how to taste it.
The person sitting across from her made her a little distracted. Many years ago, she had fantasized about taking him home to meet her parents and family to sit and have dinner together. However, when this day finally came, she was so completely different that she was completely unrecognizable.
As a woman, with his beauty by his side, such a confrontation left her at a loss.
"What's wrong? Do you have a bad appetite?" Qin Zijun asked with concern when he saw that she didn't eat much.
"No, I ate some snacks in the afternoon and my stomach is full."
"You're so old, but you're still greedy and eat all the time. When dinner comes, you'll wilt. Give me the bowl, and I'll give you some soup to rinse your stomach with."
Su Yi frowned slightly. She was a little uncomfortable with Qin Zijun's sudden eagerness. Although he usually treated her well, he would always be more deliberate in front of his elders.
Seeing that she was not moving, Qin Zijun reminded him in a low voice, "A-炔."
"Huh?" Su Zhen turned his head blankly, hating that he was distracted again.
Qin Zijun's eyes darkened as he looked at her lips that were pursed unconsciously when she was dazed. There was some vegetable oil on those plump and lovely lips, and under the refraction of the light, they looked like jelly, making people want to come up and take a bite.
.
"Zijun? What's the matter?"
Qin Zijun looked away hastily and said in a hoarse voice, "I just told you to give me the bowl."
"……oh."
Su Zhen was embarrassed and moved his chopsticks away from the bowl. As his eyes wandered, he suddenly noticed that the man opposite was looking at her. He didn't dodge when she raised her head. There were subtle emotions in her eyes, as dark as a deep well that never saw the light of day.
The chopsticks in my hand trembled slightly, I was heartbroken, and I turned my head to avoid it.
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Su Lingwei was young and loved to join in the fun. She stared at Qin Zijun and Han Yuan and smiled, "The second brother-in-law is so considerate to the second sister! Eldest brother-in-law, you have to work harder and show off!"
This shout made Su Tingchan's cheeks turn red.
"Ling Wei! Can't you be silenced by a whole table of dishes?" Liu Yun was embarrassed and scolded her in a low voice, thinking that Han Yuan was a guest and not familiar with her, so she didn't know if he would mind such a joke, so she laughed.
Changing the topic, "Xiaohan, I heard from Chanchan that you grew up in the United States, but I think your posture with chopsticks is very standard."
"Someone taught me something before. During that time, she cooked Chinese food almost every day. Later, she learned how to use chopsticks and fell in love with Chinese food." After saying this, she glanced somewhere lightly and smiled, "
However, now that I have eaten the authentic ones made by my aunt, I can see how unpalatable her cooking is after comparing them."
These words are so mysterious that they sound like they are being spoken to everyone, but they are actually being spoken to only one person.
Naturally, Liu Yun didn't understand the deeper meaning. She just thought the young man was praising herself, so she felt embarrassed and said, "Oh, Xiaohan, what is authentic or not? Most of these dishes are made by Zhang's mother. I'm just helping out.
"
"Honey, don't be humble. I've been eating the food you cook for so many years and I still don't get tired of it." Su Zhanhong laughed happily.
Su Tingchan also joined in, "Yes, Mom, your craftsmanship is top-notch. I remember when I was in elementary school, my classmates were tired of the food at home and loved to buy breakfast outside. But I feel that the food outside is not as good as the noodles you make."
, I would rather be late than eat before leaving."
Everyone is laughing.
Only Su Zhen kept coughing. Just now she had a mouthful of hot soup in her mouth, and before she could finish it, the person opposite choked it into her trachea. She lowered her head to suppress her blush, coughed violently, and just wished she could be stabbed.
Throw it towards the other side.
This bastard...
Obviously he was praising her mother, but secretly he was saying some subtext that only she could understand, picking out those trivial things and rubbing them into her heart word by word.
Is it necessary to be so bad? Is it necessary to punish her like this? She is just an unrelated woman who cooked him a few unpalatable meals and slept with him a few times!