Jiang Zebei let go of Chen Mengtian's hand, turned around and strode towards the path up the mountain.

When he heard Chen Mengtian's words, he knew that the other party had never thought of marrying him.

Even if he knew it was the same thing in his heart, he still couldn't bear it when the other party said it.

Is he so unbearable?

Chen Qing's soft-footed shrimp is a few years older than him, and he doesn't look like a man, weaker than a stupid sister and a woman in the village.

However, Jiang Zebei didn't want to think about it, this stupid sister was a well-known girl in the village.

Even two Chen Qing can't compare to a stupid sister.

Although Chen Qing looks like a little white face and has no manhood, he can't be compared with a stupid sister.

Jiang Zebei was still indignant in his heart, he really didn't know what Chen Mengtian liked about Chen Qing.

Jiang Zebei was still angry in front, and Chen Mengtian looked at his back, a little speechless.

Did she say something wrong again?

Why does this little child have so many thoughts?

Looking at Jiang Zebei's back, she pursed her lips and chased after her.

While chasing and shouting: "Ozawa, you just said that you want to find me pheasant stew to drink, don't be empty-handed for a while, I was hooked up by you to get a glutton, today I want to drink chicken soup......"

Jiang Zebei, who was walking in front, heard Chen Mengtian's name and stopped suddenly.

He turned around with a grim face, and stared gloomily at Chen Mengtian who had caught up.

"Don't call me Ozawa, and don't call me Xiaobei!"

Chen Mengtian didn't expect that because of a title, Jiang Zebei would have such a big temper.

Look, this gloomy face seems to be dripping.

How can a little teenager be so atmospheric.

Chen Mengtian was not angry, but a little unbearable.

Because she felt like she was bullying a child, she didn't expect that she was only one year older than Jiang Zebei.

"Okay, okay, then don't call you Xiao Ze, Xiao Bei, how about I call you Zebei?"

Chen Mengtian walked towards Jiang Zebei, his tone a little reassuring.

Jiang Zebei really ate this set, and his face improved a lot.

He saw Chen Mengtian catching up, turned around and continued to walk forward.

The latter caught up with him and continued the previous question, "Zebei, you said that you will stew chicken soup for me, don't you regret it." ”

A voice of anticipation sounded at the foot of the mountain.

The young man who walked in front showed a little disgust at an angle that Chen Mengtian didn't see.

But he responded to her, "Hmm. ”

This sound was stopped in his ears by Chen Mengtian, who was at the tip of his ear.

"You agreed, and you said that you will not regret it!"

Chen Mengtian is very happy, not only because he can drink chicken soup.

What she cares about most is her height.

Jiang Zebei is one year younger than her, and he is 1.7 meters.

And now she doesn't even have a meter six, this body is too short.

Drinking chicken broth can be increased.

Hearing Chen Mengtian's happy smile because he drank chicken soup, Jiang Zebei's disgust on the north side of the front was even more obvious.

This Chen Mengtian is not only getting more and more stupid, but also getting more and more unproductive.

He didn't think he had treated the other party badly.

Although there was not meat at home, every time he went to town, he would leave enough meat for her to eat every two days.

Chen Mengtian didn't know that Jiang Zebei, who was walking in front, had buttoned her up for being unproductive, greedy, and stupid.

She followed behind the other party with a smirk on her face, thinking about having her height of 1.73 meters again.

Don't ask for too high, but return to the same height before the crossing.