Chapter 49: Teach you tricks

"Lu Qianzhou,"

Wu Shichen held the plate steadily, paused, and turned his head sideways to look at Lu Qianzhou beside him.

"What I said in the car is true, I don't want to use you as a springboard to retaliate against Wu Shiqian...... I'm sorry. ”

Lu Qianzhou looked at Wu Shichen's figure with a sense of escape, and the little unhappiness in his heart also dispersed.

What?

also showed fierceness in front of Wu Shiqian.

It turned out to be a little tsundere.

"Eh, pici, pici..."

As soon as Lu Qianzhou walked out of the kitchen, he was greeted by Wu Shiqian, who was hiding next to the wine cabinet.

She glanced at Wu Shichen, who had already brought the dessert to the living room, and turned to walk towards Wu Shiqian.

"What the hell, hiding here,."

Wu Shiqian relied on his height advantage, wrapped his arm around Lu Qianzhou's neck, and then turned one hundred and eighty degrees with her back to the living room.

"Did Shichen go and explain to you?"

"You're curious?"

"I know him, my younger brother has always been cruel to his family."

"Oh, I'm not family."

Wu Shiqian flicked Lu Qianzhou's brain.

"It hurts!"

"Why aren't you from our Wu family? It's been a long time ago, okay, it's sad to be heard by grandparents. ”

"Hehe, the two of us are whispering~ just kidding..."

"Don't mind what Shichen said, he's angry with me and the elders."

"I understand, and I don't mind, after all, I don't have any feelings for him, otherwise I would have to dry him for days."

Lu Qianzhou leaned his neck with great effort, and stretched out his free hand to poke Wu Shiqian's vest from behind.

"However, you don't seem to have a good relationship with him."

Wu Shiqian shrugged, distressed and helpless.

"Well, obviously, right. When I was a kid, he was the most clingy to me. ”

"Why?"

Wu Shiqian twisted his eyebrows, "He just dislikes other children for not being smart enough and naΓ―ve." ”

Lu Qianzhou really couldn't hold back, and rolled his eyes, "Are you praising yourself for being smart and mature?" ”

"This obvious thing needs not be boasted about."

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Because of that kidnapping when I was seven years old? ”

Wu Shiqian was surprised, "He actually mentioned that incident to you?" Was he in a good mood at the time? Was there anything uncomfortable......"

"Don't worry, he's not abnormal, he's just obviously depressed, but smart as I certainly noticed it and pulled him back."

"How did you pull it back?"

Wu Shiqian was so curious.

He must master this method, and the next time Wu Shichen is down because of that incident, he will draw a gourd to pull him back.

"That's it...... I told him I was seven years older than him. ”

"That's it?"

Wu Shiqian pursed his lips, obviously not convinced.

"Of course it's not all, there's another trick, you let go of me first."

Wu Shiqian let go of Lu Qianzhou in disbelief, staring at her and waiting for her to show her tricks.

"Hey, Yigu," Lu Qianzhou reached out and touched the top of Wu Shiqian's head, "Our Shiqian's big eyes and ears are really cute." ”

"Qianzhou, you two come here, what are you muttering over there?"

Su Zi was holding a bowl of pumpkin soup in one hand, and the other hand was on his waist, and the gossip factor in his eyes was about to explode, so Lu Qianzhou hurriedly left Wu Shiqian and withdrew.

Wu Shiqian reacted at this time, he raised his hand and touched his hair like Lu Qianzhou.

That's the trick?

He was afraid that he would be thrown into the sky before he touched Wu Shichen.

Hey, it's still ancient?

He firmly believes that Wu Shichen will only give him the opportunity to say "ouch".

Wu Shichen faintly swept over Wu Shiqian, who came over with a puzzled and incredulous expression, retracted his gaze, and raised his eyes to look at Lu Qianzhou.

Lu Qianzhou seemed to be very happy.

Wu Shiqian sat next to him, stretched out his hand and was about to pick up a bowl of pumpkin soup, but Wu Shichen silently picked up the bowl he wanted to take first.

I don't eat it, but I clasp it firmly.

Wu Shiqian took it up, his brows twisted slightly, and his peach blossom eyes suddenly looked pitiful.

Why is it so hard to eat a bowl of fresh, hot, sweet pumpkin soup?

Why is Wu Shichen so bad.

But he could only compromise and take another bowl, took a big sip, and then secretly glanced at Wu Shichen, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was secretly proud.

It's not that he has eaten it.