Chapter 795 Nian Nian, Do You Have a Boyfriend
During the meal, the box was quiet.
Ye Lao adhered to the style of eating without talking or sleeping, and hardly spoke much.
Ye Fangchuan didn't talk much, and only occasionally gave her two dishes that she liked but couldn't reach.
Qiao Nian herself is not a talkative person. She spends most of her time eating, only when Ye Lan or Chenchen speaks to her, she occasionally raises her head and answers seriously and politely.
The guests and hosts enjoyed a meal.
Mr. Ye was the first to put down his chopsticks, took a sip of the tea cup, cleared his throat, looked at the man and woman sitting opposite him, and then looked at the obedient little ancestor sitting next to Qiao Nian, the more he looked at it. The more he felt like a family of three, the harmonious picture was exactly the same as what he had dreamed of.
He looked left, looked right, and then looked at Qiao Nian.
The girl sits and eats casually, with her eyelids slightly drooping, with chopsticks in her hands. She eats at a slow but natural pace. She doesn't have the pretentiousness of a girl at all. She seems to like spicy dishes very much. The old man saw that she had sandwiched the spicy chicken in front of her several times, and she also liked to eat boiled fish that his unworthy descendants gave her...
Spicy chicken diced, boiled fish... Mr. Ye silently wrote down these two dishes in his heart, and then watched Ye Wangchuan naturally put a bowl of white fungus soup for the girl and placed it next to him, and said in a low voice: "Eat After drinking some sugar water, go to the fire."
Qiao Nian has always been impatient to eat sweet things. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the white fungus soup on his hand, but said nothing.
"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan seemed to know what she was thinking, chuckled lightly, leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, relaxed at will, and said softly, "Don't worry, it's not sweet, the taste is very mild, you can drink a little less. ."
"En." When Qiao Nian heard that he was not sweet, his frowning brows relaxed slightly, but he was somewhat insensitive to desserts such as tremella soup, but he did not reject his kindness: "Got it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Qichen next to her handed over her small bowl again, raised a beautiful and delicate little face, and looked like she wanted to compete for favor: "Sister, pumpkin soup, it's not sweet."
"..."
Qiao Nian had a bowl of white fungus soup on her left and pumpkin soup on her right. The corners of her mouth twitched, and everyone, one big and one small, looked at her.
She took the chopsticks in her hand and suddenly felt that she couldn't eat it.
I have to say that the chefs of Yufu are very good at cooking. The one dish of spicy chicken is especially good. She is not full yet. Looking at the rhythm, these two are the rhythms that she does not want to eat.
Qiao Nian frowned and was thinking about whether to put down her chopsticks. After all, she would not be able to eat a bowl of white fungus porridge + a bowl of pumpkin porridge. Instead of being unable to walk, she might as well not eat it and save some. belly out...
But Mr. Ye couldn't sit still, he slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, and asked inadvertently, "Niannian, do you have a boyfriend?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Ye Lan next to him was drinking soup. Hearing that the soup choked into his throat, he quickly turned his head away and covered his mouth with a tissue, but he couldn't help making a series of choking noises.
She finally managed to suppress her cough, not caring about the tickling of her throat, so she hurried to the side: "My dad just likes to worry about it, don't mind if you miss me..."
Although she also wanted to know if the stinky boy at home had chased him down, but her dad was too fierce! ! !
Just asked directly.
She was afraid that Qiao Nian would think too much: "people of his age are like this, gossiping."