"Will you, do you really think I'm great?"
Pippi nodded resolutely, "Of course, what I boasted was not a lie."
What she said made Quinxi instantly happy, and taking advantage of the excitement, he asked Pippi another question, "Then do you think I'm naive, just treat me like a child?"
this problem……
Pippi thought for a while.
A few minutes later, she answered Quinxi seriously.
"Actually, I don't think I'm very mature. Many times I'm also very naive, so I don't think I can judge whether you are naive or not."
"You also feel naive?"
Pippi smiled, "Everyone has a naive side, such as when impulsive or inexplicably stubborn, these are actually naive behaviors, because they can't control their emotions, and they won't accept other people's opinions, knowing that they shouldn't Doing that, or insisting on being yourself when someone else’s advice is right, isn’t that childish.”
"Then we're fine with that."
"What's the meaning?"
Pippi looked puzzled, and Quincy immediately explained, "Even if we can control our emotions, we usually listen to the arrangements and basically accept other people's opinions."
Pippi couldn't help laughing at Quincy's words, "Then what you mean is that you have no childish behavior."
"Maybe, maybe I might be more mature than you."
Listening to Quincy's words, Pippi was still smiling, seeing that she didn't respond, he continued talking.
"So you can't treat me as a child, you must not treat me as a child."
Pippi immediately nodded in agreement, "Okay, don't worry, you are an adult, no one will treat you like a child anymore."
Her words made Quinxi smile instantly, feeling like her heart was untied.
He happily touched the beer in Pippi's hand, "Drink."
Quincy also took a big sip following Pippi's example, "It still feels very refreshing to drink like this."
"Why, you didn't drink like this before?"
"Won't."
Quincy quickly explained her inability to drink, "I couldn't drink alcohol when I was a child, and I couldn't drink alcohol when I started this job. I learned a lot of things in the early stage and I was very busy. When I didn't drink enough, I drank It will delay a lot of things, so there are very few times when I take the initiative to drink.”
"Then I'm different from you. I started drinking when I was about fifteen or sixteen years old. I drank less at first, but then I drank more and more. My drinking capacity should be pretty good among girls."
As she spoke, she looked at Quinxi beside her, "It's definitely more than enough for a boy like you."
"I see it."
He smiled, and hurriedly handed Pippi a fork, "Although you drink a lot, you can't always drink. Try my roasted meat."
"good."
Quincy's roasted meat looks delicious. The outside is golden yellow, but it is not burnt. It should have a burnt and crunchy texture.
After taking a sip, Pippi couldn't help but praise, "Your skills..."
She immediately compared her thumbs up, "Your grilling skills are as good as cooking skills, and your girlfriend will definitely be fat in the future."
"But I don't think you gain weight easily."
Quincy said such a sentence unconsciously, but Pippi didn't pay much attention to it.
"What does it have to do with your girlfriend that I can easily gain weight?"