After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

Chapter 451 My cooking is not dangerous at all

Qian Jiahong was silent for a moment, and finally continued: "Actually, you don't have to return the milk tea that day. I treated you voluntarily that day. Besides, didn't Mr. Mu order a KFC meal later? I also ate one without paying."

Although what he said made sense, Lin Sisi couldn't refute it.

But after thinking about it, she still came up with an excuse.

"Why not? It's called reciprocity! So, is the milk tea delicious?"

Although Qian Jiahong really wanted to say that the cup of milk tea had settled after being left for a long time and tasted very bad, because Yuli said that the little girl bought it especially for him, he drank it without hesitation, even though the taste was really hard to describe, he still drank it.

"Delicious."

When Lin Sisi heard Qian Jiahong say this, she seemed to open up and started talking nonstop.

"It must be delicious. You don't know how long I spent queuing up to buy this cup of milk tea. It took a full half an hour. The business of this internet-famous milk tea shop is so hot. You don't even know what the scene was like. If I had a cell phone, I would have wanted to take a picture and send it to you!"

Qian Jiahong frowned after hearing this and immediately grasped the key point.

"Mu Jingyue, you were there... too?"

Lin Sisi was stunned and the smile on her face disappeared very quickly. She was very flustered because of his words. It took her a long time to recover. Thinking back to what he had just said, she wanted to give herself a slap in the face.

What are you talking about!

Isn't this a naked and direct betrayal of oneself?

Although Lin Sisi was panicked, she still said "no" on the surface and directly brought up Yuli to shift the responsibility away.

"How is that possible? You also know that my foot is injured. Although it's just a simple sprain, I still had to rest for so many days. How could my brother dare to let me run around outside? I saw Yuli was idle at home, so I specially asked her to go out and buy you a cup of milk tea. When Yuli came back, she told me about the situation of queuing for milk tea. I'm telling you now. It would be great if I could go out. Maybe I can even get myself a cup of milk tea."

She was very panicked and quickly organized her words in her mind before speaking them out.

When he said the last sentence, he showed a very disappointed expression, sighed, and expressed his helplessness.

When Qian Jiahong heard the little girl say this, although he had gradually understood the general situation of the matter, he did not choose to doubt but to believe it.

After all, in his eyes, whatever she did was right.

Even though this matter was originally wrong, he chose to believe that what she said and did was right.

"Yeah, I get it, but sending me milk tea is totally unnecessary."

Qian Jiahong said this, paused for half a second, and then continued: "Since you gave me the cup of milk tea last time, I must also buy the KFC meal back next time."

Lin Sisi was very glad that she could get away with it, but when she heard Qian Jiahong say this, her first reaction was not to feel secretly happy that someone was treating her to KFC, but she thought of her family's financial situation and subconsciously began to worry.

"Is it really okay for you to treat me to a meal?"

Qian Jiahong hummed and said with a smile: "It's okay, because I'm still a minor. My uncle originally planned to take me to live with him, but I didn't agree. In addition, he took over the company and he was busy dealing with things in the company every day, so he gradually paid less attention to me. But he would transfer pocket money to me every month, so there was no need to worry that I would be poor."

Seeing him speak so bluntly, Lin Sisi couldn't help but poke her finger and muttered, "I...I didn't say you were poor, I was just worried."

Although she did think of this kind of relationship, she was still very embarrassed when Qian Jiahong said it so bluntly.

Lin Sisi quickly raised her head and changed the subject: "I remember you had a nanny at home, is she still there?"

Qian Jiahong said: "He has left."

Lin Sisi frowned: "Then you live alone?"

Qian Jiahong had no expression on his face: "Yeah."

Lin Sisi continued to frown: "What do you eat for breakfast?"

You don’t want to order takeout for three meals a day, right? That would be too unhealthy.

Oh, no, the school has a meal card, so he can eat lunch at school.

So he orders takeout for breakfast and dinner?

If you keep eating takeout for a long time, your body will not be able to handle it.

Qian Jiahong: “No.”

Lin Sisi frowned in confusion: "How can I not eat?!...By the way, you are not even going to eat dinner, are you?"

If that was the case, she would start to teach him a lesson.

Children of this age group are in the stage of growing up, so it makes no sense for them to skip breakfast every day.

She was forced to eat by Yuli every day, without missing a single meal.

Qian Jiahong grinned and said, "No, I will buy vegetables and cook dinner myself."

When Qian Jiahong said this, Lin Sisi had already imagined a scene of a tiny kid wearing a bib, sleeves rolled up, standing on a small stool, cooking with a spatula in hand, and suddenly her maternal love overflowed.

She frowned and said seriously: "Why are you cooking by yourself? It's too dangerous. You might as well order takeout instead of cooking yourself!"

Qian Jiahong felt warm in his heart when he saw that she cared about him.

"I don't cook it every day. Sometimes I order takeout."

Lin Sisi then said, "No, no, you can't eat too much takeout. It's not good for your health. And you don't know how those takeout foods are made. They are all made with technology and hard work. You don't know if the oil is gutter oil or if the meat is lymphatic meat. What if you get sick from eating that?"

At this moment, Lin Sisi has turned into a worried old mother. While she said this, her brain has already started thinking about countermeasures, wondering what to do.

Qian Jiahong was amused by her words. He said, "Don't worry, my cooking is not dangerous at all. I learned a little from the nanny when she was at home. It's not like I can't do it at all. As for takeout... I won't order it in the future."

Lin Sisi frowned and looked at him, looking aggrieved. She repeatedly asked worriedly, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Qian Jiahong hummed.

"I did not lie to you."

"But you're so young, and you have to use the gas stove to cook for yourself. If... ahem, it's still very dangerous."

Seeing that the little girl didn't believe him, Qian Jiahong subconsciously said, "Next time you come to my house, I'll cook for you and then you'll know whether it's dangerous or not."

For him, cooking is something he knows by heart even more than memorizing a book.

But seeing that Mu Jingyue was so worried about him, Qian Jiahong was so happy that he couldn't contain himself.

Apart from his mother, she was the second person who cared about him.

He must protect her well...and cherish every moment she is by his side.

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