Quan Zichen snatched Mu Qingqing's hairy crab, helped her remove the meat, put it all on the plate, and handed it to Mu Qingqing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Eat it. Quan Zichen was still expressionless.

Mu Qingqing, this girl, thought: If you tell me to eat, I just won't eat, hmph, you still murder me.

So, Mu Qingqing craned his neck and looked at Quan Zichen but didn't eat.

Seeing Mu Qingqing like this, Quan Zichen pulled the plate over and said to Wang Ma: "Wang Ma seems that Mu Qingqing doesn't like to eat these things, so don't buy them again after explaining to the purchaser." ”

Mu Qingqing was anxious when she heard this, although she was still young, she also knew that what she said in this family worked.

Quickly said, "Wait, who said I don't like to eat!"

Quan Zichen raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Mu Qingqing grabbed the plate and ate it, ate a few bites, and then looked at Quan Zichen pitifully and said cautiously: "Brother, Qingqing likes to eat." ”

Seeing Mu Qingqing eating so happily, Quan Zichen was also very happy to eat this meal.

Mu Qingqing gradually changed Quan Zichen in the bits and pieces of life, and Wang Ma smiled unconsciously when she thought of this.

Maybe Qingqing is here to change the young master.

"Is Mama Wang's porridge boiled?" Quan Zichen sat in the restaurant, and his stomach had already protested.

When Wang Ma heard this, she quickly poured the boiled porridge into the bowl and said in the direction of the restaurant, "Okay, okay."

Wang Ma brought the shrimp porridge to Quan Zichen, and Quan Zichen gulped it and said with a smile: "Wang Ma, your skills in boiling porridge are getting better and better." “

Although Wang Ma listened to Quan Zichen's words, although she knew that it was a compliment, she was still happy in her heart.

"It's just that the young master doesn't want to do it, if he is willing to do anything, it will definitely be much better than what I, an old lady, can do. “

Although Mother Wang has never eaten the dishes made by Quan Zichen, she still probably knows, otherwise Mu Qingqing's girl has such a mouth, and she can still praise it every day and think about it non-stop.

Quan Zichen responded by just keeping his head down and eating his shrimp porridge, and soon this bowl of shrimp porridge bottomed out.

"Come on, Wang Ma will serve you another bowl. After speaking, he reached out to borrow the bowl handed by Quan Zichen.

Wang Ma refilled the bowl, and Quan Zichen was still eating with his head down.

Looking at Quan Zichen like this, he said, "Young Master, I remember when you were young, you didn't say that it was shrimp and other seafood, and you didn't even like fish."

Why now, like Qingqing, I like to eat these things so much. ”

Quan Zichen took a few more sips, looked at Wang Ma and said, "I don't know, I just think it's delicious." “

Quan Zichen thought after speaking: It was also when there was no Mu Qingqing in the family before, and there was a big gap between his food and now, and seafood is an example.

I think it's delicious, maybe it's really an excuse to prevaricate others, but in fact, I want to have more common language with Mu Qingqing and have similar hobbies.

I was unconsciously changed by Mu Qingqing's ghost wit, and I didn't look like Quan Zichen before.

Wang Ma looked at Quan Zichen's distracted appearance and silently returned to the kitchen, looking for a thermos pot to pour the rest of the rice in.

Even Wang's mother has packed the porridge, and Quan Zichen is still in a daze.

"Young master, young master, young master" Wang Ma took the thermos pot and called Quan Zichen several times in a row.

Quan Zichen heard Wang Ma's cry and came back to his senses and asked, "What's the matter, Wang Ma?"

"Well, it's nothing, just ask the young master, are you going upstairs now? If you do, you can bring this to Qingqing. “

"Okay, give it to me, I'll go up, and you can rest early." “

Wang Ma nodded and gave the things to Quan Zichen, and went back to sleep.