The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 343 0343. Mid-term exam emergencies. (7)

Zhuang Xinian watched them come out, and retreated while protecting the three fruit salads on the tray, and waited until they had all come out before turning around and going downstairs.

As he walked, he asked, "Where's Uncle Tang Ming?"

Jiang Shaoheng smiled and patted the little girl's head, with a light voice, "He's been busy for too long, he's going to rest, Niannian, don't wake him up."

"Oh." Zhuang Xinian rounded her mouth, led Jiang Shaoheng and Mu Qingyun to the dining table, and put down the fruit salad.

"Then I'll eat the extra serving!" Putting the other two servings of fruit salad in front of Jiang Shaoheng and Mu Qingyun, Zhuang Xinian looked at the extra serving of fruit salad in front of him and grinned with joy talking.

Jiang Shaoheng paused while holding the spoon, raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, picked a piece of yellow peach and put it in his mouth to chew, "At most, I can only eat one third more."

Jiang Shaoheng knew this little witch very well. She never refused this kind of food, and she could eat any amount of it.

Although these fruits have not been frozen, it does not mean that these fruits are not considered cold drinks.

The little girl's body is not comparable to that of normal people, and many things must be strictly controlled.

Hearing Jiang Shaoheng's words, Zhuang Xinian pursed her lips, but still obediently ran into the kitchen and took a small porcelain bowl and ran out again, scooping up the fruit salad in the big bowl while quietly raising her eyes Look at Jiang Shaoheng's reaction.

Although it is said to be a large bowl, it is also the kind of bowl for normal meals. It is not too big, and one third of it is quickly scooped up.

Just when Zhuang Xinian was about to secretly add a little more, Jiang Shaoheng's voice rang out, "Is it one-third where it hasn't been decided yet? Do you need my help?"

"No, no need! I have already divided it!"

Zhuang Xinian hurriedly put down the spoon she wanted to scoop up another spoonful of, and sat down to eat while holding the third of the fruit salad as if protecting her food.

While eating, he muttered in a low voice, "I'll share it with you, I don't think I can eat one-fifth of it, do you think I'm stupid..."

Then, Zhuang Xinian watched helplessly as Jiang Shaoheng poured the remaining two-thirds into Mu Qingyun's bowl.

Jiang Shaoheng himself doesn't like to eat this kind of food.

However, this does not mean that Mu Qingyun likes it!
Mu Qingyun raised his head and stared at Jiang Shaoheng, and found that this person didn't feel that he was not kind enough at all, so he said quietly, "You bastard, if you don't eat it, you'll throw it all at me!!!"

"You are more sad today, eat more to make up for it."

Jiang Shaoheng glanced at Mu Qingyun indifferently, withdrew his hand, and brought his own bowl and the small bowl that Zhuang Xinian had finished eating into the kitchen to wash it off.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Nima, have you seen anyone who eats this kind of stuff to make up for it? !
What brand of old sand sculptures are these? ! !
Mu Qingyun continued to eat with a groan, and the bullet screen in his heart frantically swiped the screen.

With such an interruption, Mu Qingyun's particularly sad feeling in his heart was slightly relieved. Although he was still sad and bitter, at least there were these two sand sculpture veterans to give him some comfort.

He gulped down the leftover salad in the bowl into his mouth, rinsed it in the sink, and followed Jiang Shaoheng and the others up the stairs.

The little girl had her own room, while Mu Qingyun shared a room with Jiang Shaoheng. Well, when Jiang Shaoheng first came to their house, Mu Qingyun wanted to share a room with him.

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(End of this chapter)