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

CHAPTER 92

Chu Jin reduced the firepower of the induction cooker, and the Yangxiezi hot pot was ready to eat.

Song Qiaoxi's eyes drooped, holding chopsticks in her hand, but she hasn't even moved the chopsticks for a long time.

The room was too noisy just now. He didn't hear what the little girl said the first time, but he heard it clearly the second time.

"I don't think Cheng Lili is so friendly, and it's a bit weird to talk and ask questions..." Song Qiaoxi muttered, put down her chopsticks, and sipped her head down and took a sip of warm water, feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Qiaoxi never took the initiative to speak ill of others and smiled at everyone. His character has always been that people don't offend me and I don't offend others.

Generally speaking, Song Qiaoxi doesn't care much if it provokes her.

However, if anyone really provokes someone she cares about, don't look at Song Qiaoxi's stature and her small body, but she never admits to counseling, and she is stronger than anyone when she first got up.

However, Cheng Lili is really an exception this time.

I don't know why, Song Qiaoxi doesn't like her at all, although she doesn't seem malicious to Chu Jin, she seems to be full of curiosity.

Drink half a cup of warm boiled water, Song Qiaoxi suffocated her mouth and muttered: "That Cheng Lili, is there an ear problem? How many times have I said that you are not my brother, and I am not your sister, so she can’t hear you The same, always telling myself that I am your sister..."

"Isn't you hungry? Eat quickly." Chu Jin whispered, and put a piece of sheep on the plate in front of her. "I haven't talked to her in the class, what kind of friend do I be?"

"Really?" Song Qiaoxi's eyes lit up, and she put her hands on the table and smiled like a child.

"Well, you can't lie to the children, I will do it if I promise you." Chu Jin picked up a plate of winter melon, and carefully dropped it into the pot.

The winter melon needs to be cooked for a longer time, until it becomes transparent before it tastes good.

"Um, okay..." Song Qiaoxi rolled up her sleeves, the chopsticks picked up the lamb chop, puffed her cheeks and blew it, stuffing it into her mouth.

The lamb chops have a smooth and tender taste, and the tip of the tongue will be peeled off with a gentle squeeze. The lamb chops are skinned and have a little fat layer. After rolling in the old soup, they are particularly delicious.

"In the future, if you meet Cheng Lili again at school, don't pay attention to her." Chu Jin said, and handed Song Qiaoxi two tissues, and the slender fingertips of his right hand tapped his temple. "Besides, I don't think she is an ear. There is a problem, there is a problem in the brain, calling my brother and sister over and over again, can it be that I don’t understand human words..."

"Puff..." Fortunately, the lamb chops had been swallowed, and Song Qiaoxi was amused by Chu Jin's complaints. She took the tissue and covered her mouth, her apricot eyes curled up.

With a smile, the little girl's unhappiness accumulated in her heart was wiped out.

The sour heart, the unspeakable strange emotion, no longer scratched his heart like a kitten's paw.

After a while, Song Qiaoxi's chest warmed up.

With Chu Jin's promise, she was really happy.

In memory, Chu Jin would not be so "poisonous."

When in Qizhou, no matter how the members of the "Little Gang of Five" made noise, he seldom expressed any opinions. Even if he said a few words occasionally, he was an unsentimental third-party position. He always maintained a neutral attitude and never "stands in line". ".