Sweetheart at the bottom: Devil school grass, addicted to pets

Chapter 152 Forget it, as long as she is happy (1)

Meng Xiaoxi looked at the delicacies with superb colors on the table, and secretly marveled in her heart. They were obviously ordinary vegetables, but they were sculpted like works of art.

She couldn't bear to destroy it, and couldn't help asking him: "Minister, do you eat these things at home every day?"

An Yaoshun gracefully picked up the chopsticks, and said in a low voice, "Father pays attention to the way of keeping in good health. We were not allowed to eat indiscriminately since we were young. Some rare delicacies may not be as nutritious as these home-cooked dishes. They just look good. Let's eat."

"Yeah!" Meng Xiaoxi nodded, picked up the spoon specially prepared for her, and started eating.

An Yaoshun ate very quietly, barely making any noise, which made Meng Xiaoxi very nervous, not daring to eat too fast or speak, for fear of being scolded by him.

After finally finishing what was in the bowl, she didn't dare to leave even a grain of rice, and she didn't dare to burp after eating.

An Yaoshun wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue. Every movement was noble and elegant. After wiping his mouth, he stood up and wanted to go out.

Meng Xiaoxi hurriedly picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth indiscriminately, followed him out immediately after wiping, and asked him curiously: "Minister, don't you feel tired if you are so elegant every day?"

An Yaoshun turned to look at her handsome face, and asked, "Why are you tired?"

He didn't understand whether it was tiring to be elegant, and he was used to it since he was a child.

Meng Xiaoxi rolled her eyes, Huo Di reached out and hugged his arm, pulling him away.

An Yaoshun froze for a moment, it was the first time he was dragged away like this since he was a child, he was not used to it, but for some reason, he didn't feel disgusted by her dragging.

Meng Xiaoxi dragged him to the sofa and asked him to sit down, then she walked to the opposite sofa, sat down with her legs crossed, and said with a smile: "So, Minister, you should have never sat down like me. wrong?"

An Yaoshun looked at her casual sitting posture and nodded honestly.

"Then why don't you give it a try?" Meng Xiaoxi urged, as if watching him look like a barbarian once, it must be fun.

An Yaoshun frowned and shook his head, he didn't want to lose his grace in front of her.

Meng Xiaoxi was a little unhappy, so she simply got up and walked to sit beside him, tugged at his sleeve with her right hand, and said coquettishly: "Minister, just try it, it's fun, really."

An Yaoshun looked at her big charming eyes, his heart softened instantly, how could he resist her gentle attack.

His face was a little uncomfortable, he turned his eyes away and looked forward, and silently put his feet away, crossed up... This sitting posture is very strange, he has never sat like this since he was a child, it is very strange anyway.

Meng Xiaoxi was in a good mood immediately, this guy had a funny expression, as if he had wet the bed, it was so funny.

"Minister, take it easy." After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and slapped him on the back.

An Yaoshun's body froze, and she almost wanted to put her feet down, but she also crossed her legs and leaned her little head on his shoulder.

It's just that in this moment, his heart was captured by her again.

Forget it, as long as she is happy.

"Minister, if you feel very, very tired in the future, you can sit cross-legged like now, without thinking about anything, it's super comfortable."

"You used to be very tired?" He burst out this sentence, and after asking, he regretted it, fearing that it would remind her of the sad past.

The indifference on Meng Xiaoxi's face gradually receded, replaced by a little regret, and whispered: "Although I am very tired, my life is very fulfilling. I like my previous life."

　4 more, is it because the young master's writing is boring, I feel that the number of votes has decreased a lot recently.

　　
　
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