The group favorite is five and a half years old: the crown princess blows up in variety shows

Chapter 327
Tell her directly?
Ning Zhizhi was only moved for a moment, then shook her head and rejected Pei Chonghuan.

She is not a fool, it can be seen that Pei Chonghuan is very resistant to her past.Knowing that he is unwilling to mention the past, but still questioning him to tell those past events, what is the difference between her and those who hurt Pei Chonghuan?
"I don't want it, little brother." Ning Zhizhi took Pei Chonghuan's arm and said affectionately and coquettishly.

"Although I am very curious about the little brother's affairs, I want to find out by myself. What's the point of telling me directly? I don't want to listen."

Pei Chonghuan's eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but Ning Zhizhi quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth, and looked at him with burning eyes.

"Or, little brother, you think Zhizhi is an idiot, so you don't even give Zhizhi the time to guess the riddle, and the answer is about to be revealed?"

When she said this, even if Pei Chonghuan wanted to tell her the truth, he could only swallow the words silently.

He looked at her helplessly, and a different emotion flashed in those beautiful eyes.

After confirming that he would not say anything more, Ning Zhizhi nodded in satisfaction, and then took her hand back.

"What's the matter, little brother? What do you want to say?"

"I want to say, since you don't want to hear it, then I won't say it. Have you eaten? Do you want to eat something? Eating snacks is not good for your health."

When he just came downstairs, he noticed that the snacks on the table in front of Ning Zhizhi showed signs of being passive.

Liu Qinghe doesn't like to eat snacks, so the only one who eats them is Ning Zhizhi.

But he knew Ning Zhizhi, she wasn't the kind of person who liked to eat when her elders were talking, but she ate anyway, so there was only one willing.

She hadn't had lunch before she came.

Unexpectedly, Pei Chonghuan could even observe such details, the corner of Ning Zhizhi's mouth curled up, and she suddenly leaned over to Pei Chonghuan.

The moment her eyes met, she clearly saw a shyness of embarrassment in Pei Chonghuan's eyes.

"Not yet, little brother really cares about me, Zhizhi likes you even more."

She didn't care how embarrassing Pei Chonghuan was when she said it, but after saying this, she walked to Pei Chonghuan's bedside, sat on the edge, and waited obediently.

"Didn't my little brother say that he could make shrimp custard? Zhizhi wants to eat custard made by you, is that okay?"

This was mentioned by Pei Chonghuan casually during the chat before, but Ning Zhizhi always forgot, and always wanted to find a chance to try his craft.

Shrimp custard?Pei Chonghuan thought for a while, and then responded directly.

He remembered that someone in the kitchen would bring fresh seafood every day, and there should be shrimp.

"Then wait for me in the room for a while, and I'll serve it to you when it's done."

When Pei Chonghuan left, he closed the bedroom door, and the room instantly became silent. Even if the curtains were drawn and sunlight shone in through the window lattice, it still couldn't dispel the loneliness in the room.

Ning Zhizhi looked around the layout of the room, and finally found out where the problem was.

The room was decorated by Pei Chonghuan too "righteously", like a machine that followed the procedures, it could only give people a cold feeling, without any popularity.

"Living in such a room all the time, won't it really affect the mind?"

Ning Zhizhi withdrew her gaze and murmured in a low voice.

Even when she was in Caifeng Kingdom, because the bedroom was too big and lonely, she ordered the palace staff to redecorate the bedroom from top to bottom, and even placed night pearls beside her dragon bed. .

I really don't know how Pei Chonghuan spent all these years.

Shaking her head, Ning Zhizhi suddenly had an idea in her heart.

How about she come and help Pei Chonghuan renovate the bedroom a little?
She has always been a person with strong mobility. After having this idea in her heart, she stood up directly and began to change the layout of Pei Chonghuan's room.

Downstairs, the kitchen.

Pei Chonghuan, who had just received the processed fresh shrimp from the servant, suddenly felt a cool breeze behind him for some reason.

He looked back blankly, but saw nothing, and finally could only attribute it to his own hallucination.

……

Fresh shrimp custard just out of the pan is tender and delicious, with a tangy aroma.

Pei Chonghuan prepared two copies, and brought one to Liu Qinghe.

Perhaps it was because Pei Chonghuan was precocious since he was a child, so Liu Qinghe didn't feel at all that it was a big deal for a nine-year-old child to cook. On the contrary, he thought that their A Huan was very good, and knew more things than other children.

"Our Ah Huan actually cooks himself? Then mom has to try it out."

Looking at the delicious custard in front of him, Liu Qinghe picked up a porcelain-white spoon and skimmed off some of the sesame oil on it.

The sesame oil stimulates the aroma of custard and fresh shrimp. Even if you don’t have an entrance, you can feel how delicious this custard is.

"Mom, eat slowly, I'll go upstairs first."

Pei Chonghuan watched Liu Qinghe lightly blowing on the custard in the spoon, and lowered his eyes to look at the one he was carrying, which was for Ning Zhizhi.

There is not much difference between the two, the only difference is that Liu Qinghe has a light appetite, so he puts less seasoning.

"Okay, hurry up, don't keep Zhizhi waiting."

Liu Qinghe jokingly said, seeing her only because her ears turned red because of her words, she immediately laughed.

"Hey, it's also thanks to Zhizhi, otherwise, how could mom have such a good fortune and eat the egg custard made by us Ah Huan?"

Pei Chonghuan blushed even more after the teasing and teasing one after another, he responded vaguely, and quickly left the living room.

Liu Qinghe couldn't help but shook his head as he looked at his running back.

"Look at him, he finally looks like a child."

The servant next to him nodded in agreement and then laughed.

When Pei Chonghuan pushed open the door of his room and entered, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong room.

He was standing at the door with fresh shrimp custard, a dazed and puzzled expression appeared on his face.

Is this... really his room?
He has lived in the room for seven years, and the layout has never changed. Even with his eyes closed, he knows where the decorations are, but now, many places have changed.

"...Zhizhi?"

He called out uncertainly to Ning Zhizhi, whose back was facing him, who was tidying up the desk. The latter responded without looking back, and then placed a white doll next to the retro clock on his desk. piggy.

This was brought out by her when she went out, but she didn't expect it to come in handy.

Looking at the desk, which obviously became different after having one more decoration, Ning Zhizhi nodded in satisfaction.

That's good, it's much more lively this way.

"Zhizhi, what are you doing?"

Pei Chonghuan walked to Ning Zhizhi's side, put the bowl aside, then looked at the little pig that didn't fit on the table, and asked with doubts.

"I'm helping you rearrange it. Don't you think it looks much better this way?"

(End of this chapter)