Chapter 793 : Maybe Xiao Rou likes to have a younger brother
"I remember that someone has always been curious about what this looks like." Meng Beichen smiled evilly and put it directly into the cart.
"Then I'm not the same person I used to be. Why did you buy this?" Her voice became a little louder, and she was actually a little excited. He actually bought this.
"You'll need it in the future." He said calmly.
"Don't buy it!" Han Yixing shouted to him, then reached out and took it out, then put it back in its place like a hot potato, glared at him, snorted, and stopped paying attention to him.
Meng Beichen didn't insist anymore and followed her for a while. When Han Yixing was about to change his mind, he suddenly said: "Maybe Xiaorou also likes to have a younger brother." [
Han Yixing was stunned and turned to glare at him. She also noticed that many people around were looking at them. She couldn't get angry and shouted angrily: "Meng Beichen, if you don't act upright, just buy your own groceries. I will ignore you."
"Okay, okay, tell me what kind of food Xiaorou likes to eat."
When Meng Beichen saw that she was angry, he quickly changed the topic.
It was only around three o'clock in the afternoon when the two of them came out of the supermarket, but Xiaorou didn't have much preparation time after school at five o'clock, so she went home immediately.
Meng Beichen rushed into the kitchen and studied it carefully with a book.
Han Yixing changed into home clothes, leaned against the kitchen door and watched him busy, feeling slightly dazed. When had he ever seen him look like this?
"Hey, are you doing this willingly?"
Meng Beichen turned around with a look of helplessness on his face, "What do you think, my baby girl wants to eat, should I not do it? But then again, Xing'er, are you really not going to help at all?"
As he said this, he stretched out his hand and pulled her in. It was unreasonable for her, the one who had the idea, to watch from the side.
Han Yixing yelled: "Hey, let go, your hands are wet, don't pull me!"
"I'm holding your hand, and I didn't dirty your clothes. Come here quickly, and I'll leave the task of washing the dishes to you." He couldn't help but act as the commander, and threw two potatoes to her.
Han Yixing was dumbfounded, "What? I'm not doing you a favor by buying groceries? You've agreed to cook, so don't try to drag me into trouble."
She turned around and was about to go out. Meng Beichen took a step to the side and wrapped her around the cooking table and in his arms, "Miss Han, help me wash the vegetables."