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[014] Overtones

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dinner.

Thudin looked at the delicious food on the table, and couldn't taste it.

The person sitting opposite her made her a little absent-minded. She had imagined more than once more years ago when she took him home to meet her parents and family for dinner. However, this day really came, but her face was ridiculous. She was already a woman and she was beautiful. Such a confrontation made her at a loss.

"What's wrong? Is there a bad appetite?" Qin Zijun asked with concern when she saw that she didn't eat much.

"No, I ate some snacks in the afternoon and my stomach was full."

"How old is a man who is still greedy for food. When the meal comes, he becomes wilted. Give me a bowl and I will give you some soup and rinse your stomach."

Sudian frowned slightly, and Qin Zijun's sudden earnestness made her feel a little uncomfortable. Although he treats her well, he will always be more deliberate in front of his elders.

When Qin Zijun saw that she was still, she reminded her quietly, "Ayn."

"Huh?" Thudin turned his head in a daze, hating that he was distracted again.

Looking at her lips that were unconsciously pouting when she was stunned, Qin Zijun's eyes darkened. The plump and cute lips were stained with some vegetable oil. The light was reflected by the light, and it was cold, making people unable to help but want to get up and take it in one mouthful.

"Zi Jun? What's the matter?"

Qin Zijun hurriedly looked away, his voice dull, "I said just now, let you give me the bowl."

"……oh."

Thudin was embarrassed and moved the chopsticks away from the bowl. His eyes wandered and suddenly found that the man opposite was looking at her. Seeing that she looked up, she didn't dodge. She had a subtle emotion in her eyes, as dark as a deep well, without seeing the light.

The chopsticks in his hand trembled slightly, his heart suffocated, and he missed his head to avoid it.

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Su Lingwei is young and loves to join in the fun. She stares at Qin Zijun and Han Yuan and smiles, "The second brother-in-law is so considerate to the second sister! Brother-in-law, you have to work harder and do your best!"

The elder brother-in-law made Su Tingchan's cheeks flush.

"Ling Wei! The dishes on the table can't block your mouth?" Liu Yun was embarrassed and whispered, thinking that Han Yuan was a guest and was not familiar with it. He didn't know if he minded this kind of joke, so he smiled and changed the topic, "Xiao Han, I heard Chan Chan say that you grew up in the United States, but I think your posture of holding chopsticks is very standard."

"I used to teach me that during that time, she cooked Chinese food almost every day. Later, she knew how to use chopsticks and fell in love with Chinese food." Speaking of this, her eyes were light and she smiled, "But now, after eating the authentic ones made by my aunt, I realized how unpleasant she cooked."

This sentence is so mysterious that it sounds like it is for everyone, but in fact it is for one person to listen to it.

Liu Yun naturally didn't understand the profound meaning, and just pretended that the young man was praising him, he felt embarrassed, "Oh, Xiaohan, what authentic or not? Most of these dishes are made by Zhang Ma, so I just started playing next to him."

"My wife, don't be humble. I haven't gotten tired of the dishes you cooked for so many years." Su Zhanhong was happy.

Su Tingchan also said, "Yes, mom, you have top-notch skills. I remember that when I was in elementary school, my classmates were tired of eating at home and loved to buy breakfast outside, but I felt that the things outside were not as good as the noodles you made, and I would rather be late than eat before leaving."

Everyone was laughing.

Only Sudian coughed constantly. She just put a sip of hot soup in her mouth, and before she could eat it, the person on the opposite side choked into the trachea. She lowered her head and blushed, coughing violently, wishing she could rush over to the opposite side with one knife.

This bastard...

He was praising her mother openly, but secretly said something that only she could understand, and picked out all the old sesame and grain-like things and rubbed them word by word to her heart.
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