Chapter 8 Can You Don't Keep Holding Me?

"In the future, Xiao Yu will eat many times more nutritious than this!" Zhao Xiaoxi took the steamed buns: "I'll go and heat it up, and we can eat." ”

"I'm going to hot steamed buns, and my mother is already sick." Xiao Yu sensibly picked up the steamed buns and walked towards the kitchen, Zhao Xiaoxi was a little dizzy, but how could he let the child take care of himself, just wanted to follow him, but was hugged by Xiao Jingrui.

Zhao Xiaoxi didn't know if it was because of the dizziness or because the man was too tall, in short, as soon as he hugged her, she felt that the whole person was lifted.

Zhao Xiaoxi also learned women's self-defense, but when she wanted to do it, she saw the eyes of the tall man on the other side who were as pure as small animals, looking at herself worriedly and stubbornly, such eyes made Zhao Xiaoxi's thoughts of "you dare to take advantage of the old lady to try" were ashamed.

And this Xiao Jingrui's muscles are really strong, she was sick and dizzy, and in such a powerful and hard embrace, she inexplicably felt safe.

"You let me go first...... "What is this?" Little T pits her bleeding, and this big and small makes her 360-degree heart soft.

Zhao Xiaoxi finally pulled himself out of the man's arms, and the steamed buns of the little bun were also hot.

Opening another paper bag, Zhao Xiaoxi drank Huoxiang Zhengqi water.

Zhao Xiaoxi finally felt a lot better, and the feeling of dizziness and vomiting slowly went down, otherwise she really didn't know if she could eat.

After the steamed buns were heated, the family of three gathered around to eat.

Such shabby steamed buns and small pickles, in the past, Zhao Xiaoxi's breakfast match was shabby, but when he looked up, he saw Xiao Yu holding the steamed bun in both hands, as if holding a rare treasure, biting it in small bites.

"Is it hot?" Zhao Xiaoxi gave him some pickles.

Xiao Baozi shook his head and said seriously: "The white steamed buns are delicious, I want to eat slowly, so eat less, and leave the rest for my mother to eat tomorrow when she is hungry." ”

As soon as the little bun finished speaking, the man over there put down the steamed bun in his hand, but he couldn't compare to the little bun "thoughtful" little bun and only took a white steamed bun to eat, and deliberately washed his hands a few times before eating, Xiao Jingrui was a little embarrassed to put down the bun over there, he had a big hand, grabbed 3 with both hands, and after putting it down, the steamed bun suddenly left a few clear fingerprints!

Zhao Xiaoxi looked at the funny scene, but the corners of her eyes suddenly became a little sour, she immediately took two more steamed buns and put them in Xiaoyu's bowl, and said softly: "Xiaoyu eat more, you are growing your body, you want to eat to your heart's content!" My mother promised that there would be no shortage of steamed buns every day, and we would eat all kinds of delicious dishes in the future, because my mother would definitely make a lot of money. ”

Zhao Xiaoxi didn't realize that Xiao Baozi had known this cheap husband for less than an hour, but it had already inspired her will to make money, just like Zhao Xiaoxi was in his third year of high school, but he was determined to turn the tide of the rags company left by his father!

The family had a full meal, and Zhao Xiaoxi was about to wash the dishes, but was hugged by Xiao Jingrui again.

Zhao Xiaoxi: "......"

"Big brother, we have something to say, can you not keep hugging me!"

Xiao Jingrui fell quickly this time, and let go of his hand without waiting for Zhao Xiaoxi to struggle, but he explained: "The lady is sick, Xiaoyu said to rest." ”

At this moment, Xiao Yu had already brought the water for washing the dishes, stepped on the small bench and was washing the dishes seriously, and found that Zhao Xiaoxi was looking at her, raised a little face and said, "Don't worry, mother, Xiao Yu can wash the dishes, and he has never broken them." ”