He Mengjie peeked at Chen Yuelin, only to see that her face was a little embarrassed, probably so obviously it was not a taste to be snubbed by the child.

She peeked at Wen Xuan again, only to see that he was always looking at Wen Tingyu with a smile on the corner of his lips, and he didn't even have the slightest hint of wanting to stop it.

He Mengjie was greatly surprised, what is the situation? Is he still going to watch a play? What kind of play to watch? Do you want to see how Wen Tingyu tricks her own mother, or how her real mother deals with the little girl?

However, no matter what, Wen Xuan's attitude of standing by made He Mengjie's heart very comfortable. The resentment accumulated two days ago because of the misunderstanding disappeared into the invisible in a complacent state of mind.

Look, my mother pk little mother, in the second round, the little mother wins!

If you win two out of three games, your mother will definitely be out, but-

"Well, since I heard the rain say this, Aunt Chen can't say anything spicy." Chen Yuelin actually said so.

I don't know if it's to let the child "look down" on himself, or to be angry with Wen Xuan and He Mengjie, Chen Yuelin seems to really plan to taste the pile of red food in front of her.

The roots of He Mengjie's teeth were sour, and she began to secrete saliva. The pile of food in front of Chen Yuelin definitely made her appetite increase when she looked at it, but for a person like Chen Yuelin who doesn't eat spicy, eating that level of spicy food is probably a kind of torture.

He Mengjie felt that she was really evil, because when she saw Chen Yuelin's eyes staring at the pile of food, she actually had a little schadenfreude in her heart.

With half a trace of kindness and half a silk of superiority, He Mengjie stopped her: "Miss Chen, don't eat it if you can't eat spicy, don't take it seriously if the child is naughty." ”

Chen Yuelin looked up at her, smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, a little spicy, I can still bear it." ”

As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose, that's probably what it means.

He Mengjie felt that if people wanted to lose with dignity, it would be intolerable if they stopped him again.

So, under He Mengjie's slightly sympathetic eyes, Wen Tingyu's grinning expression, and Wen Xuan's joyless and carefree watch, Chen Yuelin sent the first mouthful of dried tofu stained with chili oil into her mouth.

When she saw Chen Yuelin's big eyes fluttering vigorously, as if there were tears in them, He Mengjie felt a sense of guilt.

It feels like their family of three is bullying a kind girl, Youmu?

He Mengjie involuntarily turned her head to look at Wen Xuan, but she happened to run into him who was also looking at herself.

There was a hint of a vague smile in his eyes, which was his signature look. Normally, she couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind.

If you don't understand it, you won't do it, He Mengjie turned her gaze to the opposite side again, looking at Wen Tingyu.

"Loyal Dog" Wen Tingyu's gaze was much easier to understand, she squeezed her eyes, and she had an expression of success in doing bad things. It was an expression she was all too familiar with.

Just after Wen Tingyu squeezed her eyes, she reached out and grabbed the cup in front of Chen Yuelin.

The cup was filled with the freshly squeezed grape juice, which was the drink ordered by Wen Tingyu himself.

I saw Wen Tingyu handing the cup to Chen Yuelin very obediently and said, "Aunt Chen, is it too spicy?" Drink some juice, drink some juice and it's not too spicy. ”

Chen Yuelin's face was already red, she looked up at Wen Tingyu and smiled reluctantly, and reached out to pick up the cup in Wen Tingyu's hand.