Gu Ruojiao pursed her lips and said nothing, quietly pushing the coriander aside.
Zhou Jimo raised his eyebrows: "Are you picky about food again?"
Gu Ruojiao felt aggrieved: "I don't like to eat."
"Then I'll go tell mom that you don't like her food."
Gu Ruojiao glanced at him anxiously and resentfully.
It seems that he wants to refute, but he doesn't know how to refute.
As expected, I have never been red-necked with anyone, and I don't even know how to defend myself when someone slaps me on the back, which only makes my eyes red.
But the young man deliberately distorted it.
"Am I wrong? Didn't you say you don't like food?"
"It's not that I don't like to eat, it's that I don't like to eat coriander."
"Is there a difference?"
"Of course!"
Gu Ruojiao was eager to argue her case.
She looked at his lunch box again, her cheeks bulging: "But you don't, you don't have either..."
"So you mean mom gave you coriander on purpose."
"no!"
Gu Ruojiao didn't know how to confuse right and wrong, but he said she was anxious. Her eyes turned red and tears began to well up in her eyes.
Zhou Jimo was stunned.
But she didn't cry either, but she had tears in her eyes because of her grievance.
He had no choice but to hand over the lunch box.
"Give it to me."
Gu Ruojiao didn't move.
He could only move over, take the lunch box in her hand, and pick out the coriander.
"Okay?"
"besides."
Her voice was muffled and she poked the air with her fingers.
Zhou Jimo looked around again and saw a small strip of coriander pressed under the sugar-filled egg.
He picked out the coriander.
"Is it okay this time?"
"Um."
Gu Ruojiao sniffed and nodded obediently.
Zhou already breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that she was already eating without any distractions, her eyes became complicated.
He looked down at the coriander in his lunch box.
What happened to him...
*
After the meal, she took out the paper as usual and moved to Zhou Yimo's side.
Zhou Jimo smelled the faint milky fragrance again.
He unconsciously leaned forward and sniffed.
I didn't want her to look up.
Their eyes met, and he saw his reflection in her light brown eyes.
Zhou Jimo's heart skipped a beat.
The two were very close.
She was so close that he could see how long her eyelashes were, because they were made to cry by him earlier, and the roots of her eyelashes were still wet with moisture.
"you……"
"Um?"
Zhou Jimo's Adam's apple rolled, and then he looked away in panic.
The voice was slightly hoarse.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly want to eat toffee."
"Ah..." Gu Ruojiao understood, "I have it!"
Zhou has been silent for a while.
Really?!
I saw her take out a few milk tablets from her pocket.
"Want to eat?"
Zhou Jimo: "..."
"Why...are you carrying breast milk tablets with you?"
"Because I want to grow taller!"
Zhou Jimo glanced up for some reason and then remained silent.
But Gu Ruojiao didn't notice it. After stuffing a milk tablet into his hand, she took his papers and read them one by one.
There were not many wrong questions, because Zhou Jimo himself is a very smart person.
Gu Ruojiao circled what he had done wrong and sorted it out for him using the correct way to solve the problem.
Her voice is nice, soft and without any aggression.
Coupled with the clear articulation and clear organization, people can't help but listen.
The two of them were sitting behind the teachers' building. The sun was blocked by the shadow of the tall building, so it wasn't very hot.
The wind blows occasionally, which is quite comfortable.
"Zhou Jimo, you are making great progress."
She raised her head and smiled happily.
A soft voice called his name.
Zhou Jimo's tongue swept the back alveolar.
It's as if the milky taste is still lingering in your mouth.
