Chapter 34

However, most people in the class played well with Chi Wan. Even if they were confused, they wouldn't say it.

Only a few straightforward, directly sneered: "but I don't think your sister is an ignorant poor child at all."

In particular, the cold temperament is more charming than some young ladies who pamper and grow up, but it is inviolable.

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lunch time.

Because of his light temperament, he didn't like the excitement at first sight. The students around didn't invite Chi Wei to have dinner together.

Chi didn't pack up the textbooks on the desk at will and gently pushed open the office door.

Today's Fu Shiyan changed a black windbreaker. He leaned lazily on the seat. He sat in a casual posture. His long legs, which had nowhere to be placed, overlapped lazily. He hung his eyes and played with his pen. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

It seemed that he heard the sound of "Zhiya" opening the door, and the man raised his eyes. His originally cold eyes changed a look in an instant, and he picked his eyebrows: "no, no..."

"Call the teacher." Chi didn't put down the plastic bag in his hand and frowned.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on a table.

There are sweet and sour fish, fresh shrimp dumplings and a bone soup that looks good.

Her student is really good at cooking.

I paid for the meal last time. Chi Wei was not polite. He took the chopsticks from the man and ate them.

Every time she eats, her cheeks bulge like a little hamster hoarding food, which is also a rare and lovely time for her.

Fu Shiyan hooked his lips and quietly watched her wind and clouds. He gently rubbed the place he touched with her when he handed her chopsticks.

It's hot.

The fundus of the eye also ignites waves.

Even Chi Wei couldn't ignore the burning eyes.

After swallowing a mouthful of shrimps, she followed Fu Shiyan's eyes - just landed on the soup she packed.

Does he want this soup?

The little girl looked at Fu Shiyan carefully. She scanned it all from beginning to end, from left to right. Finally, she showed a caring smile like an elder: "you're too thin, Xiao Yan."

"Drink some tonic soup."

Then, the pile of soup had been pushed down by Fu Shiyan.

Chi Wei has no sense of guilt.

Joe's cooking at the beginning of the month is so dark that people dare not compliment. It's clear that the soup is boiled according to the formula, but it still has a strange taste, but it's another intention. If it's poured out, it's too sad.

It's just right for Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan: "

The tonic soup was divided into three small bowls, which seemed to be three kinds respectively, but the man didn't have time to distinguish. Instead, he flashed his eyes: "Xiao Yan?"

Chi didn't blink, but didn't hear the question. Seeing that the other party didn't take the next step, he couldn't help but show a smile of encouragement from the elderly again when he was embarrassed:

"This is the soup cooked by your grandma."

"You drink more."

"Don't be polite with the teacher."

Fu Shiyan: "

The evil that originally existed in the slightly narrowed Phoenix eyes became helpless. The man hissed and finally surrendered and picked up another spoon at hand.

Then his face became stiff, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and finally he drank the soup.

Looking at shangchi without concern, he calmly said, "it tastes good."

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As soon as the words came out, Chi Wei's face changed, and his not deep worry became strong in an instant. His small and good-looking fingers caught off guard on Fu Shiyan's wrist and felt his pulse.

Good boy, how can you say crazy?