Will was the first to return to normal, she had seen Mi'er, the second knight of the White Court, but she was a little curious as to why she suddenly appeared here.

As for Ahia, she was playing cards with red eyes when a completely unexpected person suddenly appeared in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

She first stretched out her hand as if she wanted to hug Mi'er, but then she thought of something and stopped her movements, her expression hesitant.

Mi'er had already disrupted the field of Dou Qin at this time, and was staring at Will deadly.

When she looked at Will's face, which was familiar and probably recognized her identity, her face suddenly turned pale.

"Mi'er, that girl from Baiting, I've seen you a few times." Will suddenly remembered the awkward relationship between Asia and Mi'er, smiled playfully, moved back slightly, and patted the sofa to let Mi'er sit between the two.

Mi'er regretted her impulsiveness at this time, she didn't dare to turn her head back at all, and behind her was Asia.

She could only repeat mechanically, "Don't bully Asia." ”

Weir, who had been mixed up in the game, was not enjoying it, rearranged the Douqin cards, and then said like a demon: "Do you want to play a game?" It's up to you to win back the dignity and everything she lost for Ashia! ”

"Vir!" Jiang Qin reminded that he found that Vir had completely indulged in this little game that Asia had inadvertently created, and was a little worried that she would become a good-for-nothing otaku.

"Oh, sorry, but I'm just a little excited to see a brand new player." Will said apologetically, then looked at Asia, blinked, and motioned for her to settle it.

Asia waited for Vir's glance unhappily, and then her face sank instantly, she glared at Jiang Qin, stood up, ignored Mi'er, and went to the kitchen.

"Ah Xi......" Mi'er blurted out as she looked at her back, and then choked it alive, lowered her head and was a little self-conscious.

She twisted her body from time to time, as if there was no place for her in Jiang Qin's family.

She looked at Jiang Qin helplessly.

Jiang Qin also felt a little helpless, he didn't expect Ashia to have such a big reaction, and he seemed to be angry.

It turns out that Asia will also be angry.

So he looked at Will with a pleading gaze, and Will smiled softly, as if to let him figure it out on his own.

Jiang Qin first comforted Mi'er, then quietly slipped into the kitchen, stood behind Asia, who was fiddling with the dishes, and "coughed".

Surprisingly, Asia was unmoved.

"Ahia, that ......"

He didn't even know what to say.

"Old Qin, if there is nothing to do, you can go out."

Although Asya is not angry with Jiang Qin, it is difficult to have a good face for him for a while.

Like Mi'er, she wasn't ready to meet.

And they are under the same roof, getting along peacefully.

"Oh, yes." Jiang Qin still stood for a while, then gently hugged Ashia's waist from behind, and then said, "The curse on Mi'er's body has been pulled out by me. The curse is not from Weir, it is Youan and them, and you should not be angry with Weir. ”

"Oh."

Although he simply responded, Jiang Qin could feel Ashia's body tremble, and then relaxed.

Jiang Qin let go of Asia with some reluctance, stood at the door of the kitchen and said, "Asia, the way you cook in an apron is exciting. ”

Asia clenched the pot and spoon and turned back suddenly, as if she was going to knock Jiang Qin hard, but Jiang Qin had already closed the door at this time.

She took a deep breath, touched her somewhat hot face, and whispered, "Thank you, Lao Qin." ”

"No thanks, Athea." Jiang Qin stuck to the door and responded in a low voice through the crack in the door.

"Tsk, that's a jerk." Asia continued to heat up the chowder and filled it with a little more ingredients.

From time to time, she touched the ring on her finger and sighed.

At this time, Mi'er and Will were face to face, and the atmosphere was not too good.

The relationship between the white court and the black court has always been like that, as long as they pinch without meeting, it can be regarded as a sign of friendliness.

Will asked with interest, "Are you the little one who has no conscience?" ”

"I'm not!" Mi'er denied it.

"Generally speaking, no, but actually is."

"Then I am."

"Well, then you just have no conscience."

Will didn't have a good impression of Bai Ting's people, but because of Asia and Jiang Qin, she couldn't do it directly, so she could only bully her verbally.

Of course, a little girl like Mi'er, who has only lived for more than ten years, could not be Will's opponent, she stared at Vir angrily and stopped talking.

Will proposed: "Xiao has no conscience, do you want to join the black court?" ”

"No way, you go away."

Miel stepped back, and Vir pressed forward.

Slowly, she forced Mi'er into the corner of the couch.

The kitchen door suddenly opened, and Asia glanced at them and said a little coldly, "Will! ”

"I'm sorry." Vir didn't know that this was the first time she had apologized today, and immediately walked away from Mi'er.

Although Asia is very pully now, a she-wolf who guards her cubs is extremely lethal.

Ahia placed a bowl of well-made chowder on the table, along with a few steamed buns.

Then she sat at the dining table and didn't say a word, but punched Jiang Qin on the side.

Jiang Qin immediately knew what she was going to do, and felt helpless about the combination of Mi'er and Ahia, then cleared his throat and said, "Well, let's have some supper." ”

Will directly pulled Mi'er, who hadn't reacted yet, to sit at the table.

All four of them sat at the table, and the atmosphere was eerie.

"That, uh-huh......" Jiang Qin, as the head of the family, wanted to ease up, but was glared back by Ahia.

Well, someone does not want a détente, or is not prepared at all.

said it was a supper, but in fact, there was only one person's weight, which was specially made for Mi'er, but Ahia was so awkward that she was not happy to call Mi'er alone.

"It's really rich, presumably this is the supreme masterpiece of [Achia's Chowder], mixed with the ambivalence of maternal love and estrangement, reassuring and tangled."

Will always seemed to have to say something out of place today, so she picked up the pot and spoon and stirred it in the crockpot, tasted the soup, and then said with a strange face, "Even the taste is still so unique." ”

Then she was served a bowl by herself.

Served in a bowl!

The amount in the crockpot is only a little more than a bowl!

Will was about to reach for a steamed bun, but his wrist was held by Ashia, and the force was a little strong and painful.

"Vir!"

Ashia's pupils have completely turned into predators, and the fierce light is so strong that Ashia is almost in a state of rage.

Even the sky began to twinkle, and the red moon faintly appeared.