"Guessed."

Be concise and to the point, and spit out the sentences by number.

This calm attitude aroused Lou Yiwen's anger, and she grabbed the handle of the fan and pushed the small half bowl of sweet soup on the small table next to the armrest in the direction of Hua Wei.

"It's like I've never seen the market, holding a bowl of sweet soup and not letting go. Well, there's a bowl here that hasn't been touched, so I love to drink it together. ”

That's a bit of a mouthful.

But Hua Wei's eyelids moved slightly, holding the spoon and groaning slightly, feeling that Lou Yiwen was not wrong.

She hadn't tasted any of that.

In the house in Jinxi, the warehouse of nearly 100 square meters was full of all kinds of supplements sent by the teacher, Hua's mother and someone who didn't know each other in recent years, and those gifts had never even been opened. It's been stacked in place so far.

And she stays in the laboratory all year round, and she doesn't even have the door of the big area, let alone the laborious labor to cook these time-consuming sweet soups.

Seeing that she was silent, Lou Yiwen thought that her words had hurt her self-esteem; But she couldn't pull her face to apologize to Hua Wei, so she had to shake the fan and change the conversation.

"I don't see any reaction from my relatives when I hear that your relatives don't like you. Lou Qiang, I don't know if your heart is hard enough, or if you are patient enough to develop such an attitude of not being surprised. ”

Is there enough hatred for the Lou family? Or have completely put themselves out of the way, being an outsider.

After being silent for a while, Hua Wei turned her head and asked her a question abruptly: "Old lady, if I accidentally break your beautiful bowl, will you feel distressed and sad?" ”

What are these words?

Lou Yiwen, who didn't know why, couldn't see through her deep meaning, and even didn't know what to do, but he still replied: "Of course not." ”

Don't mention a bowl like this, even if Lou Qiang smashed all the dishes in the closet, she wouldn't blink.

It's just a bowl, and it's not that you can't buy it anymore.

The porcelain spoon tapped the edge of the bowl, clanging, and she retracted her gaze and said slowly: "Look, the answer is already self-evident." ”

I don't care, I don't care. It is not in the bottom of the eye, and there is no dust under the eyes.

Lou Qingyuan, Ji Xuejin Yu Huawei; It's like the fragile snowflake bowl for her.

Lou Yiwen suddenly understood.

She snorted softly, unnaturally withdrawing her gaze; I don't know if I'm laughing at Lou Qiang's incomprehension, or because Ji Xuejin is choked by this lack of attention in Lou Qiang's eyes.

"You're really ......," she said, stopping her lips abruptly, and finally holding back a sentence, "It's so uncute." ”

It's not at all like the attitude that a grandchild should have in front of his elders.

"The puppy wags its tail and begs for mercy, and the child begs for pampering from his parents; In the final analysis, all this is based on the most basic confidence. It just so happens that I don't have any of these. But luckily, I'm not a puppy, and I'm not a child. ”

So there is no need to bow to others for some kind of ethereal pet.

Hearing this, the fan in Lou Yiwen's hand shook even more vigorously; She felt that if she continued to talk to her about this topic, she would be by her.

So she changed her words sharply, glanced at Hua Wei, and mentioned another thing: "Zeliang and his wife have never appeared in front of you since you entered the Yimei Hall, aren't you a little curious, curious why they left you alone?" ”

She thought that this incident would give Hua Wei a little more surprised expression on her face, but she didn't expect Hua Wei to just look at her with a very strange look and said, "Didn't you say it all, don't they like me?" ”

I don't like it, and it makes sense to do anything.

What's so strange about not looking for it in more than twenty years, and now it's just left behind?