"What is this??" Han Ye looked at the glass of water in Yu Wanwan's hand, couldn't help but frowned and said, "Boiled water??"
"Pure water." Yu Wanwan put the water glass on the coffee table in front of Han Ye and said, "This is all I have in my house, do you like it or not."
"..." After staring at her for a while, Han Ye finally picked up the water glass and brought it to his mouth to take a sip.
It was fine and bland.
Han also silently put the water glass back on the tea table.
"Xiaoye, Wanwan, let's eat!" At this moment, Yu's mother pushed open the kitchen door, and the roar of the range hood became clearer in an instant. Float out from the kitchen.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." Yu Wanwan hurriedly ate the last bite of banana, then stood up, tugged Han Ye's arm and said, "Let's go, let's eat."
"Isn't it just eating? Why are you so excited? It's like being hungry for eight hundred years." Han Ye stood up slowly and said with contempt for Yu Wanwan.
"What do you know, my mother's cooking is delicious. I haven't eaten her cooking in school for a month. I'm almost starved to death." Yu Wanwan made a face at him, and then He quickly ran to the restaurant and said, "Wow, today is my favorite dish, mom, I love you so much!!"
Yu's father was immediately unhappy and said, "You only love your mother??"
"Dad, I love you too!" Yu Wanwan hurriedly said to her father.
Hearing the laughter of their family, Han Ye walked into the restaurant slowly, staring at Wan Wan's cheeks full of bright smiles, paused for a moment, and then moved his eyes away.
"Xiao Ye, hurry up, come and cook." Yu's mother smiled and beckoned to Han Ye and said, "I don't know what you like to eat, so I made some special dishes, you can see if it suits your appetite. "
"Thank you, Auntie." Han Ye smiled at Yu's mother with a clean and refreshing smile.
Oh, this kid looks really good-looking! ! !
Yu's mother looked at the smile on Han Ye's face, and couldn't help but sighed again in her heart. She turned her head and glanced at her husband, and finally couldn't help but asked Han Ye, "Xiao Ye, what do you usually do? Do you like playing games?"
"Ah?" Han Ye was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I don't like beating."
Don't like playing games? ? So is it true that all your thoughts are spent on falling in love?
Mother Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she continued to ask, "Then you...then you are so handsome, are there many girls in your school who have a crush on you?"
"I... don't know very well." Han Ye involuntarily glanced at Yu Wanwan, who was holding a pair of chopsticks and was about to reach for the ribs on the plate, "I don't care much about these."
"Then do you have a girl you like?" Yu's mother persistently asked, ignoring Yu's father's restraining eyes.
"No." Han replied very positively, "My parents said that high school students are not allowed to fall in love."
"Oh..." Mother Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second she got tangled up and said, "Then you don't play games or fall in love, why are your grades so poor?"
Han Ye was slightly taken aback, and said with an innocent face, "My grades are not bad, and I should be able to get in the top 20 of the class in this monthly exam."