Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 158 My little wine is really easy to support
Near noon, Xiao Tingchen came to the small kitchen playing with walnuts, and saw Su Jiu serving dishes on the table.

He sat down carelessly, staring at a bowl of golden egg custard, "Is this the egg laid by those two flower hens?"

"That's not it. The chicken has just been caught, how can it lay eggs so quickly."

The little girl wiped her hands on the floral apron, and filled a bowl of rice for Xiao Tingchen and herself.

She was about to sit down when the young man suddenly raised his chopsticks, "There is no distinction between big and small things, why is there no distinction between high and low? You are not allowed to sit at the table today."

Su Jiu gritted his teeth.

Normally, they would sit and eat together, and the little brother's sudden remark must be revenge for her throwing the hen on him.

"If you don't sit, don't sit, who cares!"

The little girl bulged her white and tender cheeks.

She was about to walk away with backbone, but when she saw the plate of braised pork with red color and rich sauce on the table, she was a bit greedy, so she shyly put two pieces into the bowl.

The corners of Xiao Tingchen's lips curled slightly, but he didn't speak.

Su Jiu held the small rice bowl and sat on the steps outside the kitchen. Not willing to eat the two pieces of meat, he took a few mouthfuls of rice first.

She turned her head and quietly looked at the braised pork on the table, secretly thinking that she should take a spoonful of broth when she came out.

The white rice is topped with a spoonful of broth, which is delicious. She can eat two more bowls of rice!
After all, when I was at my uncle's house, my cousin and sister ate meat, and my aunt drank soup, and she could only watch from the sidelines.

As she was thinking, the newly bought flower hen walked over quietly.

One of them stretched its neck, stared at its round black eyes, and lightly pecked at her bowl with its golden beak.

Just took away a piece of braised pork!

The little girl still didn't notice, she just tilted her head and licked her lips.

Xiao Tingchen had seen the flower hen stealing her braised pork.

Another flower hen is still around the side, eager to try.

He chuckled, "If my sister apologizes to me, I'll feel at ease, and if I'm not sure, I'll allow you to come in and sit."

"It's clear that you bullied me first, why should I have to apologize to you?"

Su Jiu refused to accept it.

Xiao Tingchen kept paying attention to the flower hen from the corner of his eye.

Seeing the flower hen taking away another piece of meat from her bowl, she smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I can't say anything. I don't eat, I don't sleep, I don't talk, my sister should eat well."

Su Jiu thought to himself that this person is really inexplicable.

She looked away and was about to concentrate on eating, but found that the two pieces of braised pork in the bowl were gone!
The two flower hens not far away are eating happily!

The little girl was dumbfounded.

Xiao Tingchen came out with a bowl and sat beside her.

His bowl is covered with a pile of braised pork, which is full of hills.

Tao Huayan smiled, "Tsk, my sister can only eat white rice, it's so pitiful... After all, since I bought this chicken, it naturally needs to be fed well."

After finishing speaking, in front of Su Jiu, he threw a few more pieces of braised pork on the ground.

The two flower hens had a great time!

The young man glanced at Su Jiu, and saw the little girl wearing a floral apron, holding a bowl of white rice in her hands, her fair and tender face was bulging, her moist deer eyes were staring at the flower hen, her teeth were gnashing her teeth, she was very cute.

After a while, the little girl got annoyed and just buried herself in eating rice without saying a word.

The young man had deep dimples, and his smile was pretty and wicked, "My little wine is really easy to feed, and a bowl of white rice can eat so deliciously...it saved me a lot of money!"

Su Jiu turned his back and continued to plan rice, ignoring him.

Xiao Tingchen was bored talking to himself alone.

He looked at the little girl, although it was cold, she was still wearing a carnation white dress, half of her snow-white slender neck was exposed between her head lowered, she was extremely thin and delicate like a weak willow supporting the wind.

It's so sad.

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