I wondered if Qin Yao would say this to her as well?

Just make up for it in her mind, and she feels very happy.

Yun Mengxi watched Yun Nan eat the sweet and sour pork ribs that Qin Yao sandwiched for her, and she said coquettishly: "Sister, I don't eat much tonight, don't you mind adding another pair of dishes and chopsticks?" ”

A touch of ridicule flashed in Qin Yao's lips and eyes: "I only cooked two people's meals, and the dishes are also two people's meals, and with a pair of dishes and chopsticks, Nan Nan will not be able to eat enough." ”

Qin Yao's words blocked Yun Mengxi to death, embarrassing her and losing face.

I could only laugh awkwardly: "I was joking with my sister." ”

Qin Yao looked at the girl while eating her meal, and found that she had been eating sweet and sour pork ribs, which felt like a picky eater.

He smiled and put some vegetables in the bowl in front of her, "Nan Nan, don't just eat meat, eat vegetables too." ”

Yun Nan raised his eyes and glanced at the vegetables in the bowl in front of him, but he didn't speak, he clenched his chopsticks and ate them.

Qin Yao smiled and continued to eat the rice in the bowl, as if Yun Mengxi was a transparent person and couldn't hinder him.

Yun Mengxi sat there awkwardly, neither sitting nor walking.

…

After Yun Nan finished eating, as usual, he came to the sofa and lay down, turned on the TV with the remote control, and continued to watch the movie just now.

The old lady Zhu Wenli and Yun Mengxi were sitting on the sofa opposite, and they all saw this scene in their eyes.

Seeing Qin Yao tidying up the dining table and Yun Nan lying down, he didn't know how to make tea and serve water to her, not to mention etiquette, and he didn't even know how to entertain her.

After Qin Yao finished eating, he began to clean up the table.

"Yun Nan, how can you let Qin Yao clean up the dishes and chopsticks? You are so lazy, the Qin family will look at you then? ”

"I'll clean up."

After Yun Mengxi finished speaking, he stood up and came to the restaurant, rushing to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, "Qin Yao, I'll help you." ”

"I'll leave it to you."

Qin Yao just picked up the bowl and put it down, then walked to the living room and sat down beside Yun Nan.

Yun Mengxi looked at Qin Yao sitting beside Yun Nan with a confused expression, she originally wanted to chat with Qin Yao by cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

She looked at the dishes and chopsticks in front of her again, where did she do what the maid did?

Now she doesn't even have a chance to shirk it, so she has to clean it up.

Zhu Wenli saw her daughter cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, looking at the two people on the sofa opposite, and frowned, who let the guests work?

The old lady was also a little unhappy, she looked at Yun Nan dissatisfied: "I thought that you and Qin Yao would be more restrained together, but I didn't expect you to be so lazy, you should study more in Xiangmengxi, otherwise when the time comes, you won't even have a place to cry." ”

Yun Nan looked sideways at the old lady and smiled: "It doesn't matter if I'm lazy or not, the person who made me cry hasn't been born yet." ”

When Qin Yao heard the last sentence, he looked down at Yun Nan's delicate and cold face, and such a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, she was under him, her eyes were hazy with tears, and her face was like pink.

I just thought about it for a while, my throat tightened, and my mouth was a little dry.

He raised his head and looked at Mrs. Yun with a smile: "My grandfather said that it is a blessing that I can marry Nan Nan, and it is even more impossible to get out of marriage." Besides, Nan Nan has a full score in the all-round examination, and is a close disciple of Mr. Ouyang, a Chinese painting Kuibao, and a famous writer Mr. Qiao. What is there about Yun Mengxi that Nan Nan can learn? ”

He added: "As for serving dishes and washing dishes, these don't need Nan Nan to do." ”

The old lady and Zhu Wenli were stunned for a moment, full marks in the scientific examination? Famous writer Mr. Joe?

How is this possible.