Male God Please Lie Down

One is afraid that if he refuses, the other will be sad.

The other person wanted to be comforted, but was afraid that he would not like to eat other things.

Then he thought hard and went further and further on the road of dark cooking.

The other one is also working hard, trying hard to eat these more unpalatable things.

"Grandma Mary!"

Dai Qingming called Mary in the eyes of Xue Ziyao asking for help.

"What's the matter? Qingming!"

Granny Mary also looked towards Qingming, and the action of pretending to be soup was also suspended.

"Xue Ziyao said he didn't like to drink this kind of soup a long time ago, but he has always been embarrassed to say it!"

When Dai Qingming said this, Grandma Mary was stunned on the spot.

Xue Ziyao's expression also changed.

"Dai Qingming!"

Xue Ziyao called her.

Is anyone so helpful? It's almost unhelpful. Didn't you see that grandma was angry?

Xue Ziyao glared at Dai Qingming, and tried to think about the words in his heart, how to save it, so that grandma would no longer be sad and uncomfortable.

When he looked at his grandmother.

Grandma's expression turned out to be relieved.

Not to mention that there is no more angry look, his face is full of smiles, and there is a kind of comfort that has let go of the burden.

"grandmother?"

Xue Ziyao looked at grandma in confusion, but still didn't understand.

"When did you not like to eat?"

In Grandma Mary's tone, with a reproach, she looked at Xue Ziyao helplessly.

"In fact, I don't like it the first time."

Xue Ziyao still told the truth truthfully.

Grandma Mary couldn't help holding her forehead, "But you don't say anything!"

"I'm not seeing you getting more and more Yaxing! I can't bear it."

Xue Ziyao spread his hands, helpless.

"Hey! Fortunately, now Qingming has said it. Otherwise, the misunderstanding will continue, and you will bother me as well."

Mary couldn't help but laugh.

"Take this one down!"

Grandma Mary asked the people behind her to take down the pot of things.

"What is your trouble?"

Xue Ziyao was puzzled. He was very happy to watch grandma cooking.

"You think you have to cook so few ingredients together, and then collide to produce a different flavor. Is this so simple? I'm almost racking my brains."

Granny Mary has a headache.

"It's my fault."

In the face of grandma, Xue Ziyao still bowed his head very sincerely and admitted his mistake.

"Take the soup first, your mistake, we'll talk about it later."

Granny Mary asked Xue Ziyao to fill Xue Ziyao with a bowl of soup.

Xue Ziyao nodded, and looked in front of him, there was a bowl of real soup.

He glanced at Dai Qingming, who was opposite. Dai Qingming was lowering his head, eating the contents of the bowl.

Did not notice her at all.

It seems that my attitude towards her just now was a bit bad.

Xue Ziyao drank this bowl of soup, still feeling unfinished, and added another bowl.

"It's been two years since I saw you eat something like this."

Grandma Mary saw it and was very happy.

"grandmother--"

"Okay, it's okay."

Grandma waved her hand and smiled.

"The most important thing is that you still want to thank Qingming now. If it weren't for Qingming to say, are you still drinking that soup now?"

Grandma smiled and looked at Qing Miao, who was sitting and drinking soup.

"Thank you Dai Qingming."

Although Xue Ziyao's face was as cold as a moon, the ice and snow melted at this time.