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Chapter 662

Although she was not guarded against him, this made Shen Shi feel inexplicably satisfied.

but--

He gently touched her head: "Remember to change your clothes."

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

A few minutes later, Gu Ruojiao, wearing his clothes, was led to the dinner table by Aunt Chen.

She was very focused when eating and only ate the food in front of her.

If no one brings her food, she will just eat.

So Aunt Chen would pick up vegetables for her from time to time.

Shen Shi noticed that she was indeed quiet and well-behaved when eating, but she would automatically ignore the dishes with green peppers.

He raised his eyebrows: "Picky eater?"

The poor boy just ignored it.

Only then did Aunt Chen notice that Gu Ruojiao didn't touch the piece of beef.

No wonder I suddenly stopped eating when I met her occasionally. She thought she was in a bad mood.

No one thinks that people with autism actually have their own preferences, but they just can't express them.

Just listen to Shen Shi say: "It's not okay to be picky about food."

The little poor boy remained silent, but his chewing movements slowed down and his lips straightened into a line.

Obviously unhappy.

Shen Shi: "Do you really dislike eating green peppers?"

The poor little boy remained silent.

Aunt Chen couldn't see that she was unhappy, so she came out to smooth things over: "It doesn't matter. If you don't eat green peppers, there are other vegetables. In fact, Ruoruo is not that picky about food."

Then he brought other dishes to Gu Ruojiao.

Gu Ruojiao slowly started eating again.

Shen relieved.

Everyone has things they don't like, but what she lacks is the ability to express herself.

If she doesn't say anything, how will others know that she doesn't like it?

Fortunately, these can all be guided slowly.

After dinner, Aunt Chen washed the dishes, and Shen Shi took Gu Ruojiao to the study.

As soon as he put on his white coat, the little poor man quickly ran to him, pulled him to the sofa, and pushed him to sit down.

She was very anxious, as if she was afraid that he would run away, so she simply sat on his lap.

Holding the clothes in front of him with one hand, he began to draw on the white coat with concentration.

Shen Shi just sat back on the sofa, looking at her with lowered eyes.

She must have slept well. The dark spots under her eyes have faded a lot, and her skin has become shiny.

But maybe because I stayed up late, I got a small pimple on my chin.

Shen Shi reached out and touched it.

He saw the little pitiful boy distracted and looking towards him.

"It's okay, you can continue painting."

But the little poor boy was already distracted.

She tilted her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Because her eyes were too clean and it was impossible to see through her heart.

This was the first time that Shen Shi couldn't really see through a person.

This feeling made him very excited, and he wanted to peel her apart bit by bit and see her true side.

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly let go of her hand holding his clothes, imitating what he did just now, and touched his chin.

There was a little green stubble of beard sprouting on his chin, which was a bit prickly on his fingertips.

She was startled and jerked her hand back.

Then he stared blankly down at his pricked finger.

After a moment, he touched his chin.

He looked at his own hands blankly again.

There was a faint hint of doubt in his eyes.

This silly look is so cute.

Shen Shi curled his lips slightly, took her hand, and led her to touch his chin with her fingertips little by little.

As soon as his delicate fingertips touched his beard, the little poor man was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he looked at Shen Shi nervously and fearfully.

Shen Shi comforted him softly.

"This is called a beard. Generally only men have it, so you don't have it."

He took her hand and after touching his chin, he asked her to touch her chin.

The little poor boy seemed to find it very interesting. He twirled his fingers, then raised his head and looked at him with that focused gaze.

Although he didn't speak, it was obvious that he was thinking.

Shen Shi whispered: "Do you still want to touch me again?"

She immediately reached out her hand, but was stopped.


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