Nineteen-year-old girl, her skin is delicate as if she can pinch out water, she is slippery to the touch, and she is very elastic, Jiang Yao is a beautiful girl from childhood to adulthood, so the red scratches are still obvious on her face.

Lu Xing's anti-rubbing pill movement was very light and fast, slid slightly, and then he withdrew his hand, and his gaze shifted from the scratches on her face, and finally fell on her eyes.

Facing her eyes that seemed to be faintly smiling, Lu Xingzhi stagnated slightly, a little surprised.

Accident, for his touch, she didn't dodge, and unexpectedly, she would face him so quietly.

"Let's go, let's go downstairs for dinner." Lu Xingzhi came back to his senses, put his hand in his pocket casually, and gave Jiang Yao a look to go out.

Jiang Yao nodded, took a step on his feet, and suddenly retracted it, glanced back at Lu Xingzhi, and said very seriously, "Don't talk to the eldest sister like this in the future, it will make your sister angry." "Anyway, Lu Yuqing's treatment of Lu Xingzhi's younger brother is really good and has nothing to say, so Jiang Yao hopes that Lu Xingzhi will not make such a sister sad because of himself.

"Her temper is a cannonball, and she'll be fine when it's blown up." Lu Xingzhi didn't care, he naturally understood his sister's temper, and he had always been like this since he was a child.

However, Jiang Yao's words still made him feel a little more comfortable, Jiang Yao's respect for Lu Yuqing is equivalent to respecting the family of this family.

When the two went downstairs, Lu Mu and Lu Yuqing had already put the food on the table and were about to call the two of them to come down to eat, Lu Mu saw the two of them coming down, beckoned the two of them to go over to eat, and then glanced at the red marks on Jiang Yao's face, and sure enough, as Lu Yuqing said, Lu Xingzhi took Jiang Yao back to the room to take medicine, so she didn't say anything.

Jiang Yao's skin is tender, and she has always encountered something, and she can't fade the mark for a long time, Lu Mu thought, it's good to take some medicine.

Because Lu Xingzhi can't go home once or twice a year, this time he finally came back, and all the dishes on the table were Lu Xingzhi's favorite dishes.

Speaking of which, Lu Xingzhi's taste is the heaviest in the entire Lu family, probably in the Kyoto Military Academy for four years, and later went to the army in the north, so unlike the family's love to eat light dishes, Lu Xingzhi likes spicy and heavy taste.

Therefore, when it was served on the table, the food on the table looked really full of color, flavor and flavor, and even Jiang Yao, who loved to eat light, couldn't help but open his index finger.

For many years in Xiaoshan Pass, the mountain village is poor, there is almost no product, let alone meat, she has lived there for many years, she has always been a vegetarian, and now looking at the food on this table, she is really in a trance.

"Oh yes, I'm still stewed porridge in the pot!" After Lu's mother sat down, she noticed that Jiang Yao hadn't moved her chopsticks, so she suddenly remembered, "You are sick, it is estimated that you have a bad appetite, so I stewed porridge for you alone, you wait a while, I will take it out." ”

"Mom......" Jiang Yao originally wanted to say no, she wanted to eat meat, but before the words could be spoken, Mother Lu had already gone to the kitchen and took out her share and put it in front of her.

Looking at the bowl of plain vegetable porridge in front of him, Jiang Yao's eyes unconsciously drifted towards Lu Xingzhi's bowl, looked at the meat in his bowl, and resigned himself to eating his porridge.

Although it is said that the taste of vegetable porridge is really bland, Jiang Yao also thinks that Lu Mu is good in her heart.

She only provoked the admission letter in the morning, which made the family unhappy, and even caused Lu Xingzhi and Lu Yuqing to quarrel with the two siblings, but when Lu's mother was busy giving her son Zhang Luo, who had not been home for a long time, a good meal, she would remember that she was sick and had a bad appetite and might like to eat light porridge.