He warms me and makes me cry

Author: Wei Wen Ming Xiang

He warms me and makes me cry

Shen Qing walked over curiously, "What did you find?"

Xie Mingchao came out with a bowl of soup and placed it on the table gently. The sound was not loud, but it was just enough for the two of them to notice.

He glanced at Chen Ziwan faintly, his eyes full of warning.

Chen Ziwan wanted to regain her sovereignty in front of her son, but as soon as he looked at her, she instinctively gave in and replied weakly: "It's nothing."

"It takes too much time to cook at the last minute. I ordered takeout. It will arrive in about ten minutes. If you are hungry, you can eat the food first," Xie Mingchao slowly distributed the bowls and chopsticks. "You don't have to waste energy discussing useless things."

Shen Qing's appetite has been whetted, and her eyes that seek knowledge occasionally glance at Chen Ziwan. But the latter is also very embarrassed, as if she doesn't dare to say what she wants to say.

When Xie Mingchao went downstairs to get takeout, Shen Qing couldn't help but asked: "Auntie, what on earth is it?"

Chen Ziyuan insisted and shook her head: "I can't say."

She really wanted to tell her that Xie Mingchao not only used the girl's photo as the chat background, but also gave her a note about "Chen Chun Chong".

At that time, Chen Ziyuan asked: "What does spring insect mean?"

"The word "Stupid" is spelled out separately, but Chun Chong Chong is hard to pronounce, so I omitted one."

"Then what do you mean by using someone else's photo as the background?" Chen Ziyuan was surprised and a little unbelievable, "And the angle is so...abstract?"

Xie Mingchao answered calmly: "Always remind yourself that if you don't study hard, you will become a pig like her."

If Chen Ziyuan had not seen her son often getting close to the little girl, she would have believed his words. After all, Xie Mingchao's smart mind was indeed different from ordinary people.

She saw through it without saying anything, and nodded clearly, "I know, you only want to study."

Faced with Shen Qing's thirsty eyes, Chen Ziyuan chose to keep it a secret.

Although she likes Shen Qing very much, she is not the age to fall in love yet.

Shen Qing saw Chen Ziyuan's unspeakable expression, but she wisely did not ask any more questions.

Most probably it was some little secret of Xie Mingchao's that he wouldn't let Chen Ziwan tell because of his face.

She began to wonder unscrupulously: Did she learn to speak at the age of three, or did she still wet the bed at the age of seven?

It feels like nothing is likely to happen to Xie Mingchao.

Shen Qing put an end to the ridiculous conjectures in her mind, and when she raised her eyes, Xie Mingchao just opened the door and walked in.

When she caught his thoughtful gaze, she felt guilty for no reason and quickly averted her eyes.

Chen Ziyuan spoke at the right time: "You came back so quickly. I was worried that the food would be cold."

Xie Mingchao sat down on the seat opposite Shen Qing and placed the lunch box in front of him.

She asked blankly: "Isn't it for me?"

He glanced at her lazily, "The food outside is not as delicious as the food I cook. If you want to eat takeout, I can give you my share."

Chen Ziwan leaned over and winked at Shen Qing, "Let me tell you secretly, Chaochao's food is delicious!"

Shen Qing shook her head decisively, "That's no need. I've tasted all the dishes you cooked, so I can't let go of the rice either."

The bowls, chopsticks and food were all ready, but when the other two people didn't move, Shen Qing didn't dare to move either.

She looked back and forth between the two of them and asked cautiously: "Who are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for you to take action," Chen Ziyuan explained, "our family rule is that guests are treated as guests."

"You're too polite," Shen Qing hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food in front of her, "You are the elder, you should come first."

Xie Mingchao: "If I heard these two words from someone else, she would keep repeating to you the thirty-one flowers of woman."

As soon as she moved her chopsticks, the two of them started eating.

"Am I wrong? Do I look like a very old aunt?" Chen Ziyuan pointed at her face unconvinced, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't show my face outside, those kids the same age as you would definitely call me sister."

Xie Mingchao was noncommittal and responded perfunctorily: "Oh."

Shen Qing took a bite of potatoes and stopped chewing.

Chen Ziyuan stopped and looked at her expectantly: "How is it?"

She slurred her words and used complimentary gestures, "It's delicious!"

At first, Shen Qing took small bites out of consideration for her image. After Chen Ziyuan kept adding vegetables to her bowl, she picked up the rice faster while eating.

Chen Ziyuan was slightly surprised to see Shen Qing add a third bowl of rice, and then looked at the first bowl that she had only half eaten.

She tried her best to find Shen Qing the stairs, "It's a blessing to be able to eat, it's a blessing to be able to eat."

Xie Mingchao pushed the lunch box in front of Shen Qing, "If it's not enough, there's more here. I expected you wouldn't just eat one bowl of rice."

Shen Qing looked embarrassed. Although her lazy nature was clearly exposed in front of him, when Chen Ziyuan's face was revealed, she couldn't help but argue for herself in embarrassment: "I just ate too much after a long journey today." Just a little!”

He nodded: "I believe it."

Shen Qing knew that he didn't believe it at all, so he took two more bites of rice angrily.

She tasted every dish, and she even felt that she was on par with Li Xin.

"If you feel confused about your future in the future, you can apply for a job as a chef."

Shen Qing said particularly seriously: "I can ask Aunt Xin to help introduce you to Michelin."

"He himself is a bit of a germaphobe, not to mention the chef industry, which smells heavily of oil fumes," Chen Ziyuan bit into the fried fish sticks, "That's not what Chao Chao has in mind."

"Have you finished eating?" Xie Mingchao looked at Shen Qing's clean plate and was about to get up and clear it away.

She stood up and said, "I'll help you wash the dishes."

"No, it's in the way."

Shen Qing has become accustomed to his dislike of her and has no psychological disturbance.

Chen Ziwan chased into the kitchen unhappily, and Shen Qing could still hear the sounds inside.

"Chaochao, how can you say that about other girls?"

"fact."

What a piece of shit! He didn’t say a single kind word about her! I was so moved before for nothing!

Shen Qing felt deeply that she had been cheated, and she drifted to the kitchen door in despair.

"Auntie, since I can't help you, I'll go back first. Thank you for your hospitality."

Chen Ziyuan temporarily stopped condemning Xie Mingchao and persuaded Shen Qing to stay with a smile on her face: "Qingqing, can you stay and play for a while?"

Just as Shen Qing was thinking of an excuse to refuse, Xie Mingchao spoke first: "She hasn't finished her homework yet, so let her go back."

"Then why don't you hurry up and borrow someone else's copy? School starts tomorrow!"

"Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing."

Seeing how heartless Xie Mingchao was, Chen Ziwan had no choice but to reluctantly let Shen Qing go home first.

On the way back, Shen Qing brushed off the comment that "Xie Mingchao is a piece of shit".

Although this man was rude, he always helped her in his actions.

Even though she had already copied her homework, she still had to bear the image of being ruthless in front of her own mother.

After listening to Shen Qing's description, Gong Xiaoxiao sobbed twice in agreement and commented: "He warms me up and makes me cry."

"You are a handsome man with good grades and good cooking skills," Gong Xiaoxiao said sincerely, "Qingqing, you are so lucky."

Shen Qing looked confused: "What does it have to do with me?"

She smiled meaningfully: "You will understand later."
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