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893. Sure enough, he is a man of few words

Hey, what a coincidence, she met that kid again.

Leng Yan was holding a lunch box in his hand, which should be his lunch. Except for the first day when Xia Nuo saw his mother, he never saw her again.

This child is quite pitiful. His mother didn't tell him what kind of person he was, but she left him alone. There were no adults at home. It was really heartbreaking to see him.

"Kid." Xia Nuo greeted him with a smile. He glanced at her sideways and said nothing.

Such a cold kid, he's eaten her breakfast several times and he doesn't even say hello to her.[

Xia Nuo was not angry with him, she just felt that he had such a bad temper.

"What grade are you in?"

"Fifth grade." Leng Yan did not abandon her.

Seeing him talking to her, Xia Nuo wanted to talk to him more and more: "We have met several times, and I still don't know your name. My name is Xia Nuo, Xia from Xia Tian, ​​Nuo from Nuo Yan, what is your name?"

"Cold words."

He is indeed a man of few words.

"By the way, haven't you eaten yet?"

Leng Yan nodded lightly.

After going upstairs and walking to the door of the house, Xia Nuo said goodbye to him and opened the door and entered the house. The kid didn't talk much, so she wasn't so enthusiastic and pressed her hot face against his cold ass.

Seeing the three dishes and one soup on the table, Xia Nuo felt nauseated. She had already eaten. If she didn't eat the food, Aunt Zhao would definitely complain to her mother.

Throw it out, she's not the kind of person who wastes food.

Boom, boom, boom.

Hearing a knock on the door, Leng Yan, who was eating a box lunch, ran to open the door. No one came to his house, so he was surprised who was knocking on the door.

It's her!

"Hello!" Xia Nuo greeted him familiarly. She took a look inside and everything in the living room was clear at a glance.

There is only a coffee table, a set of sofas, and nothing else.

There is a lunch box on the coffee table, and a glass of water next to the lunch box.

What a deserted home.

"Are you home alone?" she asked him.[

Leng Yan nodded. He stood at the door and had no intention of inviting her in to sit down.

Xia Nuo smiled and said: "Go to my house for dinner. I can't finish it by myself, and it's boring to eat alone. My aunt's cooking is very good. She made spicy chicken, tofu with green onions, fried shredded pork with fungus, and pork ribs soup.

.You should stop eating lunch boxes. You see that it is the time when you are growing taller. You are very short. It would be better if you don’t eat."

"Let's go."

Xia Nuo was dumbfounded. She was worried that he wouldn't come to her house for dinner. She had thought of a lot of excuses, but she didn't expect him to agree so readily.

However, after several contacts, she got to know this child to a certain extent. He was not as shy, shy, and polite as other children.

If you give him something to eat, he will eat it as long as it tastes good. He doesn't even know what it means to be polite.

Hey, she really wasted a lot of her saliva just now.

She took out two bowls from the kitchen, and Xia Nuo gave him one and asked him to serve his own rice. She scooped up a little pork rib soup and drank it slowly, without any intention of eating.

Leng Yan scooped up a large bowl and ate it seriously. The food cooked by Aunt Zhao was indeed delicious, you could tell by seeing how much he ate.

Xia Nuo took a few symbolic bites of the food. When she heard her cell phone ringing, she stood up and said to him, "Just leave it alone after you finish eating. I'll answer the phone. You can do whatever you want."

Leng Yan didn't answer her, and she didn't expect this guy to say a few polite words.

How can I not understand the extra story? This is the story of An Ruo’s good friend Xia Nuo. When Concubine was released, I said I would write her story.


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