"Um."

Yang Jialing nodded.

…

Ye Zimeng:......

"……watermelon?"

"Did you bring it?"

She doesn't even know.

…

"no."

Yu Yuer shook his head.

"You didn't notice?"

Yu Yuer patted the watermelon in his hand.

Make a crisp sound.

"It's from one of the fruit baskets Qiqi and the others brought yesterday."

"You guys."

Yu Yuer shook his head.

"You are just like Ling Ling."

"They're all so sloppy."

"How conspicuous this watermelon is."

"Why haven't you found any of them?"

…

"Did Qiqi and the others bring it?"

Ye Zi was surprised.

…

"yes."

Yu Yuer nodded.

"I don't know what they think?"

"I actually brought you a watermelon?"

…

"Maybe it's because it's watermelon season."

Ye Zi covers his eyebrows and smiles.

"I like watermelon."

…

"Um."

Yu Yuer nodded.

"We all love watermelon."

"There are few people who don't like watermelon, right?"

Anyway, she seems to have never met anyone who doesn't like eating watermelon.

"OK."

Yu Yuer snapped her fingers.

"Then let's eat watermelon."

"Come on, come on, cut the watermelon."

Yu Yuer took out a fruit knife.

…..

"Why."

Ye Zi covered his body and couldn't help but lean forward.

"Do you want to eat now?"

"Let's eat together when the deer comes back?"

…

"snort."

"Who told her to run away on her own initiative?"

Yu Yuer pretended to be angry.

"She deserves it for not having any watermelon to eat."

…

Ye Zimeng laughed.

"alright."

"Looking at Xiaolu's recent bad luck, don't argue with her."

The little deer was already in dire straits.

If they try to be more serious with her, won't Xiaolu get even worse?

…

He also said that she is like a mother chicken protecting her cubs...

Yu Yuer curled her lips.

Ye Zimeng is more like it.

She raised the watermelon in her hand again.

"Don't want to eat now?"

…

Ye Zimeng smiled and shook his head.

…

Fine.

Yu Yu'er didn't insist either.

She put the watermelon back into the basket.

Then he rummaged through the basket.

"Then let's eat something else."

"Ye Zi, what do you want to eat?"

"Apple? Pear? Banana? Orange..."

Yu Yuer quickly reported a long list of fruit names.

…

Ye Zimeng tilted his head slightly.

"Then Apple."

…

"OK."

Yu Yuer picked the best-looking apple.

"I'll cut one for you."

…

"Thanks."

Although Ye Zi was not injured on her hand, she was willing to take the opportunity to enjoy the care of her friends.

She curled her lips.

Waiting for Yu Yuer to peel the apple for her.
To be continued...