Chapter 434

"I don't think you are in a good mood," Chen Qingxuan looked at Meiya's haggard face, and his voice was full of affection. "So I added more honey to you. I think you are in a better mood when you eat sweet."

Meiya's eyes darkened, holding the cup and looking down, and whispered, "I'm in a bad mood today."

Chen Qingxuan was stunned, but Meiya was willing to talk to him. When he pulled down the stool and sat across from Meiya, he whispered: "what happened? Can you tell me something? "

Meiya didn't say a word. She just held the tea cup tighter.

"Yes Is it because of him? " After a while, Chen Qingxuan asked Meiya carefully. He knew he shouldn't ask, but he just couldn't help it. "Are you having trouble with him?"

"No." After a pause, Meiya shakes her head.

Yes, how can it be considered a disturbance? It's really a sweet thing for Meiya to have a quarrel with zhongmingwei all day long. Because zhongmingwei hugs her too tightly in the evening and makes her have nightmares. Meiya really likes to have such a quarrel with zhongmingwei, but

Does Zhong Mingwei like to quarrel with her?

Or, what is Zhong Mingwei thinking when he is quarreling with her?

Would you think of someone else? Would you also want to make trouble with others?

……

Meiya always thinks that she knows zhongmingwei well. But today, she clearly finds that she and zhongmingwei have known each other for less than one year. One year is enough for her to fall in love with him completely. But one year, can she really understand him?

Meiya's heart was so flustered that she was too busy to take up the cup and gulp all the tea in it. She put down the cup and looked at Chen Qingxuan. Meiya's nose was a little sour. She handed over the cup and whispered, "Mr. Chen, can you make me another cup?"

"Well, wait, I'll go." Chen Qingxuan was so busy that he took the tea cup and hurried to the kitchen.

……

On this day, Meiya never went home. She stayed in the Jixian library. She didn't mention it. Naturally, grandma Chen and Chen Qingxuan didn't mention it. Grandma Chen loved her the most. She cooked a pot of baorou for her and stewed a pot of chicken and mushroom. The three people sat cross legged on the Kang and ate it. Before, Meiya was bound in front of them, but later at the Chen family After living in tun for such a period of time, he would not be so restrained.

"Wench, you eat this. The chicken raised by Uncle Chen's family came here. It's a little rooster. The meat is very tender," said Grandma Chen, who took a big chopstick dish and put it in Meiya's bowl, and kept on saying, "if you are too thin, you have to eat more. Don't eat only vegetables, eat more meat. Why are you picky?"

Meiya listens to grandma Chen's nagging. She is warm in her heart. She has no complaints about her job, which is just like a hill. She has been eating hard. She has eaten so much that she can't see it anymore. She reaches out to stop grandma Chen: "grandma, if she eats any more, it will hurt her stomach. Please don't clip her."

"Oh, it's my fault, it's my fault. I think this chicken is good, so I want her to eat more..." Grandma Chen was so busy that she stopped and scolded herself again. "Girl, if you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Meiya shook her head. "Grandma, I'm ok."

"It's not my fault," Mrs. Chen sighed, stretching out her hand and rubbing Meiya's head. "You girl, you never come. Every time you come, I hate to take out all the delicious things in my family and let you eat them."

"Grandma, I'll come to see you more later." Meiya's eyes are a little damp, so she is too busy to bury her head and continue to pick the meat in the bowl.

Grandma Chen is very busy today. It's dusk after supper. She's tired. Meiya waits on her to wash and then goes to the Kang to rest.

Meiya closes the door and looks at Chen Qingxuan sitting in the outer hall. Meiya goes over there and sits down. At the same time, she says to Chen Qingxuan, "it's nice to see grandma's arm. Just now, I have nothing to do with combing my hair."

"It's very good. I was worried about her old age and her recovery." Chen Qingxuan said, pouring a cup of tea for Meiya while hesitating. "Today, do you want to stay?"