At lunch time, Ji Xiaofeng swept into the door when he was cold, and suddenly gave Xiao Wan a dish, and told her to eat more.
Xiao Wan couldn't help but laugh, thinking that she was playing a ghost idea, but she was flattered and looked like a sly idiot to Ji Shumo.
"Shu Mo, you are too thin, eat more meat."
Xiao Wan caught a piece of fat and greasy pork, regardless of Ji Shumo's face, she was happy to put it in the bowl of Ji Shumo.
Later, she pretended to lick the chopsticks, the chopsticks moistened with saliva, and Ji Shumo clipped some of his favorite light dishes, almost every dish was sandwiched.
What Ji Shumo hates to eat is fat meat. When he touches greasy things, he will be disgusted and want to vomit. And he has a more serious clean habit, Xiao Wan's chopsticks kept holding his favorite dish, looking at the small dish that look like a small mountain in the rice bowl, Ji Shumo's face pale, the throat is faintly disgusting, suddenly No appetite.
Compared with Ji Shumo, she put down the chopsticks and looked at the dishes. It’s really a joy to eat! The left hand has a hoof, the right hand has a chicken leg, and the gloomy appearance makes the family of the Ji Shumo scorned.
Even standing on the side, Yun Yan and Hua Xiatian feels a bit shameful and want to cover the face.
After sweeping through all the meat, Xiao Wan tasted Ji Shumo's favorite fried winter melon, knowingly asked:
"Shu Mo, why don't you eat it?"
Ji Shumo calmed his face, did not answer, but the dawn was gradually iced and cold.
Xiao Wan deliberately let Ji Shumo want to hang her gaze, and understand that Ji Shumo looked forward to the melon on her chopsticks.
She suddenly realized that she was almost put in the entrance of the melon, and the doglegs were handed to the lips of Ji Shumo, sweet and greasy: "Shu Mo, come, eat ~"
The lips are warm, Ji Shumo has a low eyebrow, and the water stains on the melon are unclear, or the slobber of Xiao.
For a moment, his chicken skin was picked up, and he quickly pushed open Xiao Wan and leaned over.
He retched a few times, and his empty stomach was not vomiting, but his face was paler and he was crumbling.
Knowing that Ji Shumo hated her own touch, Xiao Wan still caressed his back very intimately, and she held his unwillingness in her arms.
Feeling that he was uncomfortable and trembled, she asked with a look of concern: "Shu Mo, what happened to you? Where is it uncomfortable?"
Ji Shumo avoided the greasy claws of Xiao Wan, but the dirty hands who had caught the chicken legs and the hooves did stick to himself and touched his face! He wants to vomit again...
Xiao Wan picked up Ji Shumo's pale face and glanced up and down. Suddenly, she said with amazement: "There is no appetite and retching. It is like some symptoms of pregnancy. If it wasn't last night... ”
After a sunny day, he was beaten up. Ji Shumo’s body trembled and slipped out of Xiao’s arms and fell to the ground.
Xiao Wan deliberately made a slight sigh, and smiled and said: "Maybe there is any discomfort in the stomach, do you want to ask a doctor?"
Ji Xiaofeng's heart was awkward, and she quickly smiled and said: "It may be that the fat is too greasy, so Shumo is not comfortable. You don't have to ask the doctor."
This meal, the people in the Jijia family are absent-minded while eating, even Ji Xiaofeng who had an original words to be said have been disrupted, and the grass has eaten a few mouthfuls to make people clean up the table, but Xiao Wan is satisfied to hold the food. The stomach, lying on a soft chair, hit a full stomach.

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