Mermaid Jiao Fei wants to hug

Chapter 83 He loves rice the most, she said that mice love rice

Chapter 83 He loves rice the most, she said that mice love rice

After staring at her for a while, she found that her mind was already on the steamed stuffed bun.

Can't help but helpless.

Could it be that I am not as good as a steamed stuffed bun?
As long as you follow him, you don't know how many buns you want to eat, and you don't even know how to catch big fish with a long line.

Chu Simo complained to himself, but Xia Lanxi suddenly raised his head.

Oh, I agreed to buy delicious food for Xiao Si with the rest of the money, and now I have bought all the steamed stuffed buns.

But Xiao Si doesn't seem to like steamed stuffed buns.

"Xiaosi, Xiaosi, what's your favorite food?" She hurriedly asked.

"Why do you ask about this?"

He doesn't seem to have a favorite food.

"I made money to buy you delicious food. I bought all the steamed stuffed buns today. Tell me what your favorite food is. I will remember to buy it for you next time."

She said sweetly, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Chu Simo looked at her smiling expectant face, and felt that it was necessary to have something to eat.

After all, it's rare that a little girl who only knows how to eat can still think about his preferences.

"This king loves fish the most."

He recently discovered that the little girl doesn't eat fish, thinking that she is not good at being picky eaters at a young age, if he likes fish, she will follow suit.

When Xia Lanxi heard this, her round eyes widened, and she instantly fainted.

Swallowing his saliva, he felt his skin all over his body throbbing.

What is the husband's favorite food? Why does he love fish?...

The husband will not eat her one day.

Just thinking about it is a panic.

The steamed stuffed bun didn't eat anymore, threw it aside and rushed towards him, lying on his lap, raised his face, and said pitifully, "Xiaosi, don't we like fish the most? OK?"

"Why don't you eat fish?" Chu Simo was surprised.

"Because the fish is my friend, you are my husband, and my friend is your friend, Xiaosi, do you have the heart to eat your own friend?"

Chu Simo: "..."

It seemed to make sense.

"Xiao Si, change it, change it, you must not like to eat your friend's, right?"

Xia Lanxi shook his thigh.

Chu Simo looked at the little one who was squatting at his feet, shaking his thigh pitifully, and his heart softened inexplicably.

He raised his hand and rubbed her little head, "Well, I don't eat fish."

When Xia Lanxi heard it, a big stone fell from his heart instantly.

She will finally not be eaten.

"Little Four is so kind!"

She immediately praised him, propped herself up with her small hands, raised her head and pecked his jaw as beautiful as an ice sculpture.

The unexpected soft touch made his body tense inexplicably, and the position supported by her little hand was a little too deep.

Taking a deep breath, he grabbed her little hand with his big hand and pressed her body back onto the stool over there with a little force.

Xia Lanxi didn't mind either, and said with a narrow smile, "Then I won't eat fish, what is Xiao Si's favorite food now?"

Chu Simo was adjusting his slightly disturbed breath, and said directly without thinking, "Then I love rice the most."

Xia Lanxi was slightly embarrassed when she heard that.

Um, this hobby is so special!
My favorite is rice.

Well, when she earns money next time, she will buy rice for Xiaosi.

"I love you and love you, just like a mouse loves rice, no matter how much wind and rain there is, I will still be with you..."

She picked up the steamed stuffed bun, gnawed on it, and hummed a tune, which suited the occasion.

Chu Simo frowned slightly.

He just said that rice is his favorite food, and she immediately said that mice love rice.

this damn girl...

Stretching out his hand, he rubbed her tender head, "Don't hum this song, it's ugly."

(End of this chapter)

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