The diced meat that has been wrapped in flour and fried is full of appetite when it looks golden.

However, Wen Heng only lifted his eyelids.

I found that the little girl seemed to be eating cat food, just a small bite of rice, and ate it for a long time.

"Rice doesn't taste good?" Wen Heng felt that the rice in the cafeteria was not bad, at least the softness and hardness were okay.

It's just that the little girl doesn't want to eat, so I can't help asking.

After asking, I felt a little annoyed in my heart.

Even if it's really not tasty, what can it do?

His own life is still difficult, can't he still go to a high-end hotel to buy rice for such a little fool who is blind and teasing him every day?

Hearing Wen Heng ask like this, adhering to the principle of not deceiving his benefactor, Wen Ling thought for a while, then nodded and said: "It's not fragrant enough, and the rice is not good, but this kind of white rice is like that, compared to japonica rice and rouge rice, the taste is still much worse." ”

Wenheng: ???

Originally, it was because of her uncontrollable casual questioning, but the little girl answered herself seriously.

That look, that attitude, very serious.

If he didn't know Wen Ling's family background and her embarrassing position at home, Wen Heng would have believed in her evil.

Are you an unfavored person at home, or a daughter left by your ex, and you can still eat japonica rice and rouge rice every day?

Don't you know that today's rouge rice has been fried at a sky-high price of 1,000 yuan a catty?

Wen Heng wanted to laugh, but his usual joy and anger were invisible.

Because of this, he was also scolded and followed his murderer's father.

The son of a murderer must also be a murderer in the future.

Thinking of this, Wen Heng's heart was filled with a trace of anger.

However, it was only an instant, and it was quietly pressed down again.

"There's only this kind of rice in the cafeteria, so let's eat it." Wen Heng didn't know why, looking at the little girl's cute hair, all the anger slowly dissipated.

He didn't seem to be able to let out his own anger when he looked at her, and even the fire of his whole body, because this cute little hair socket in front of him slowly disappeared.

originally thought of his father and remembered those rumors in the past, and his heart must have been extremely unhappy.

And this situation will affect him, even for a long time.

But when he thought about it just now, his heart was indeed full of anger, and he wanted to be angry slightly.

And now, those emotions, like candle flames, appeared, encountered a cool evening breeze, and were blown away.

It seems to have only appeared for a short time.

Then, it dissipates into nothingness.

"yes, I know." Wen Ling naturally knew that there was only this kind of white rice in the school cafeteria, so she didn't say much, and ate there obediently.

It's disgusting, but in order not to starve to death, I honestly didn't say more.

Nodding obediently, a soft and glutinous voice came from below.

Wen Heng's hand holding the meat was slightly paused, looking at the little girl's hair nest was very cute, Wen Heng finally couldn't help it, stretched out his hand, and stroked it on the top of Wen Ling's head.

He didn't touch the little girl's soft hair, he was afraid of scaring her.

The hand that stretched out, but it was retracted in an instant.

I turned a corner, went into the belly of the table, and pulled out my mobile phone.

By the time Wen Heng turned around, he had already opened a certain treasure, and he didn't even look at the content he entered.

Rouge rice.

Japonica rice.

High-quality rice.

……