School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 715

The most mother took each of them by the hand and exhorted them earnestly.

Ye Zun gave Nangong Han a look of hatred, and then covered it up, "Okay."

"Hehe." Hearing her expected answer, the most mother laughed happily.

Zuo Qiyue stood there like an outsider. In her mother's heart, she had long forgotten her as a daughter, right?

Although there was a time when she ignored her mother, she couldn't just forget her like that, right?

Is it true that in mother's heart, her daughter is dispensable, and will never be compared to the most natural one?

Heartbroken, Zui Qiyue lowered her head and stood there alone, crying silently.

"Okay, Xiao Han, let's have dinner with us."

The most mother took their hands and walked happily into the house, leaving Mo Qiyue to stand alone in the same place.

"Fool, are you crying?"

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zun turned back, bent down, and flicked her forehead.

"Uh." Zuo Qiyue tightly covered the place where he was bounced, and glared at him bitterly.

He reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He was in a bad mood because of Nangong Han and most mother's affairs, but he didn't want to show it in front of most Qiyue.

"Little idiot, why are you crying?"

"...No." Most Qiyue replied sourly.

"Is there anything you can't tell me?" He poked her forehead sullenly.

Most Qiyue lowered her head flickeringly, suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, and walked towards the house, "It's really fine, let's eat."

She didn't want to express her feelings like that, it would make her seem very jealous.

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before the table.

"Xiao Han, why don't you drink some soup first." The most mother took out a bowl of hot chicken soup from the kitchen, and put it in front of Nangong Han thoughtfully.

The most shocking in July!

This... This soup was stewed by Mrs. Feng herself for Ye Zun. After she brought it back, she poured it into the stew pot.

"mom!"

July couldn't help shouting.

Nangong Han and Mo Mo looked at Mo Qiyue at the same time.

"This...this soup is for...for...Tiangu." He hesitated, and Qiyue almost mispronounced Cheng Yezun's name.

It's not that she's stingy, it's just that Ye Zun's mother stewed this soup for him, and even entrusted her to do it herself.

Ye Zun who came in just happened to hear what Qiyue said, a warmth flowed through his heart, and the taste of happiness came out from his bones.

And Nangong Han's pupils felt intense pain, and his heart twitched, as if being torn off piece by piece by someone's hand, and the pain spread to his limbs...

"Mom knows that you stewed it for Tianju. Mom sees that there are still a lot in it. It's normal to give him a bowl."

Ye Zun also came over, gently took Qiyue's hand with his big hand, lowered his head slightly, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "Mom is right, just give him a bowl, I can't drink that much."

"..."

Most Qiyue looked at Ye Zun silently.

Since he said so, she has nothing to worry about.

"Hmm." After a long time, Zui Qiyue raised her head with a smile on her lips.

Nangong Han looked at their sweet appearance, his eyes seemed to be pricked again and again, the painful feeling made him close his eyes in pain.

"Han'er, don't mind, Qiyue loves Gu'er more."

"Drink it quickly, drink it while it's hot."

"Okay, thank you Mom." Nangong Han tried his best to hide the pain in his heart, raised his calm face, and smiled politely.

The last mother turned and sat down on the seat, and said, "Okay, let's eat."

Four people sat around the dining table.

"Xiaohan, eat more, you don't have to be restrained here, we are all family." Just after sitting down, the most mother eagerly picked up the chopsticks and picked up various dishes for Nangonghan.

(End of this chapter)