Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 361 Let's Break Up (4)

An Xiaxia immediately raised her vigilance. She felt that Song Qingchen's arrival was uneasy!
Song Qingchen came over a few steps, and was about to hold Sheng Yize's arm again, but was frightened by Sheng Yize's awe-inspiring gaze, and timidly withdrew his hand, looking extremely weak and pitiful.

Papa An asked in surprise: "Xia Xia, this is..."

This girl seemed to be a little too close to Sheng Yize.

An Xiaxia was confused, did she want to introduce to Papa An that this was her rival in love?

"Uncle, this is the daughter of my family friend, Ms. Song." Sheng Yize introduced politely, but Song Qingchen gritted his teeth while listening.

His answer was impeccable, and his words revealed alienation.

"That's it..." Papa Ann nodded, wiped his hands and was about to close up.

Song Qingchen handed a box to An Xiaxia, and said with a smile, "Xiaxia, this is a gift from me~"

There is nothing to be courteous about, ah bah!

An Xiaxia complained in her heart, but she didn't want to tear her face apart in front of her family, so she accepted it with a smile and said, "Thank you."

Papa An only regarded her as her friend. Seeing that it was time for dinner again, he invited Song Qingchen symbolically: "Miss Song, why don't you have dinner at our house before leaving?"

Most people would refuse, but Song Qingchen agreed without thinking: "Okay."

The promise was so straightforward that Papa An couldn't react.

"Hehe, okay, I'll cook for you." He smiled and went upstairs to cook.
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At the dining table, Song Qingchen sat directly on Sheng Yize's right hand, An Xiaxia gritted his teeth, and sat down on Sheng Yize's left.

Everyone was eating, and she wanted to jump out to show her presence: "What happened yesterday, thank you brother Aze for taking care of me... and peeling apples for me... Without you, I don't know what to do..."

An Xiaxia's face turned dark.

Peeling an apple... Isn't that the same photo that I sent her yesterday.

This guy has a disease that she will die if she doesn't feel sick for a day!
Sheng Yize frowned, he didn't expect Song Qingchen to become like this now.

He really didn't like it.

Suddenly there was a sweet voice beside her, and An Xiaxia leaned over: "Sheng Yize, I want some soup~"

There are rice wine glutinous rice balls made by An's father on the table, exuding a sweet fragrance.

Sheng Yize didn't even think about it, so he filled a bowl and brought it to An Xiaxia.

An Xiaxia glanced at Song Qingchen and smiled slyly.

Isn't it just showing affection, who wouldn't~
"My hand hurts, can you feed me..." An Xiaxia flirted with Sheng Yize cutely, scaring Papa An and An Yibei.

The two looked at An Xiaxia in shock.

Sheng Yize bent his lips, and replied in a good-tempered manner: "Okay."

He scooped up a glutinous rice ball with a spoon, blew it until it was not hot, and then handed it to An Xiaxia's mouth.

Song Qingchen at the side brushed and clenched the chopsticks tightly.

An Xiaxia's bulging cheeks gave her a provocative look.

"Sheng Yize, I want to eat meat, I can't reach it!"

"Sheng Yize, I want to drink yogurt, please insert the straw for me!"

"Sheng Yize, is the corner of my mouth dirty? Wipe it for me~"

An Xiaxia turned on the ninth-level disability mode of life, and kept calling Sheng Yize.

Sheng Yize had always spoiled her, he was used to it, and he followed suit.

Song Qingchen didn't speak anymore, staring at the intimate interaction between the two with resentful eyes, Papa An kindly advised her: "Miss Song, eat more..."

With a slap, Song Qingchen dropped the chopsticks, and Papa An's face immediately turned ugly.

Kindly advise you, what do you mean by throwing chopsticks?
(End of this chapter)