Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 17

"Xixi, hush..."

Wang Junyang grabbed Song Qiaoxi and told her to sit down again.

Ding Yi also came over from the other side with a cat waist, and the two little boys pinched her from side to side, squeezing her in the middle, and one of them took her with one arm to prevent her from entering.

"Our fathers are all inside, don't go..." Ding said timidly with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Xixi, Chu Jin is so weird, your father is so funny, your mother cooks very well, which kid in the compound would not want to live in your house?" Wang Junyang was puzzled and asked incomprehensibly. Thoughtfully said, "No, he doesn't like you, does he?"

Chu Jin didn't like herself, how could it be possible!

"No, Chu really likes me. He treats me well. I cut my hand that day. He helped me cover such a high stack of books. Later I came to see that I was slow to write my name and helped me to write it. The names in the writing text, pinyin book, and math workbook are all written, and his handwriting is beautiful..."

Song Qiaoxi's first reaction was to lower her voice to make excuses for Chu.

I can't wait to tell Wang Junyang and Ding Yi listen to all the good things I have done to myself and my parents during this period of time.

Chu Jin really wasn't as cold as he looked.

But when the words were over, Wang Junyang's mouth was half-opened, and his thin single eyelid blinked, looking at her suspiciously.

Ding Yi did the same, pushing his glasses, his eyes were erratic, as if he had no idea at all.

This question, for both of them, is obviously beyond the outline...

If it is not for these reasons, what is it for?

Song Qiaoxi found that she could not get a positive answer from her partners, so she pouted, and squatted back against the wall, frowning and thinking.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think of a head.

On the contrary, the more you think about it, the more you get to the point, and the more you think, the more you shake your firm belief.

After all, he is a child with an unstable heart. A few minutes ago, he swore that Chu Jin is the best little brother in the world, and he must like their family.

After a few minutes, the little brain was faintly guilty because of the accumulation of too many things.

Chu Jin, don't you really like yourself?

Is it really like what my mother said, Chu Jin feels like an annoying spirit?

I began to dig my mind to find the clues of Chu Jin's "annoying" her in the memory. At the end of the thought, Nuo Tuanzi really began to doubt.

Chu Jin won't, it's really because of him that he doesn't want to live at home...

She thought he took the initiative to wash the family's clothes, he took the initiative to speak to her, he put band-aids on her, he helped her wrap her book, he helped her braid her, he taught Jiang Qisheng for her, he let her scratch her wrist, he Smiling slightly at her, he also stuffed her with the book...

She thought Chu Jin was already... she thought...

Song Qiaoxi couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that Chu Jin really thought that he was an annoying spirit, and didn't like her from the beginning?

He is good to himself because he has received a good education since he was a child, and his family education is good.