"Miss Yiyi, you are a little different today." Aunt Chen couldn't help but say something.
Shen Mubai was embarrassed to think, could it be that I ate too much, and heard Aunt Chen continue to say, "In the past, you had leftovers, and I thought what I cooked was not very tasty."
Shen Mubai said sincerely, "No, your craftsmanship is really good, I like it very much, I was the one who lost weight a few days ago."
Although Aunt Chen is not familiar with the original owner, the one-month person setting is effective in front of her, so Shen Mubai hastily explained in order not to collapse the person setting.
Although Aunt Chen didn't understand why the young lady who just entered the house suddenly became a little bolder, she was still very happy to be recognized for what she made, so she felt a little kind in her heart, "That's good, if you like it good."
Shen Mubai thought for a while and said, "Aunt Chen, can you make soup dumplings?"
Aunt Chen replied, "Yes, Miss Yiyi."
Shen Mubai suppressed the excitement in his heart, stared straight at Aunt Chen and said, "I want to eat this for breakfast tomorrow, is it okay?"
Aunt Chen's heart softened when she saw her, and she remembered the five-year-old child in her family who was always begging for snacks, and replied with a smile, "Okay, Miss Yiyi, this is my special skill."
If he knew what Aunt Chen was thinking, Shen Mubai would probably cry like a two hundred catty child.
The experience of reliving high school life is that in addition to class, I have to do homework every day. Sitting under the desk lamp, Shen Mubai was struggling hard in his heart, and he still complained to the system, "I remembered the fear of being dominated by three years in high school."
The system said, "Do it well, otherwise it will not be just the fear of being dominated by the second year of high school."
Shen Mubai, "..." She suddenly remembered that there is still a university, and couldn't help but shed tears of sadness and despair.
Thinking of the mission in this world, Shen Mubai asked, "System, what does it mean to help Su Huaiyan return to the right path..." It sounds very difficult.
The system said, "Guide him to the correct path of successor to socialism."
Shen Mubai, "... speak human language."
The system said, "As a three-good student in the new century, first, don't smoke and drink, second, don't fight and skip classes, and third, you must study hard and make progress every day."
Shen Mubai, "...do you trust the hero so much?"
The system said, "I believe in you, are you moved?"
Shen Mubai, "..."
She fell asleep very sadly, and prayed that Su Huaiyan would have changed her sex when she woke up tomorrow.
The soup dumplings made by Aunt Chen were very delicious, and Shen Mubai ate five of them in one go. When she reached for the milk and took a sip, Su Huaiyan, who was passing by her, said with a smile, "How about it, soaked in cockroaches?" Is the milk still good?"
The dimples at the corners of his mouth are so beautiful that people are fascinated, and those glass-like black eyes are full of smiles, making it difficult to tell whether what he said is true or not.
But considering his unreasonable temperament, the milk in Shen Mubai's throat choked abruptly, "cough cough cough cough"
The corners of the girl's eyes hidden under the glasses were slightly red, Su Huaiyan held a picked up sandwich in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and said in a slow tone, "Ah, just kidding, cockroaches are so dirty, how could I catch them ? But other things are not necessarily."
Shen Mubai thought to himself, I have to hold back, he is just a child.
The girl was not irritated, and Su Huaiyan didn't feel disappointed at all. On the contrary, he said in an even harsher tone, "Su Yiyi, what do you think will happen if people in the school find out about your relationship with me one day?"
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