She wanted to impress on me the goodwill between mother and daughter, and Wen Yan felt a warm current in her heart.

Sure enough, the old lady was really thinking about him all the time.

The old lady didn't know the real situation at home, so she acted like this.

With his relationship with Wang Luoqi, there was no need to do such deliberate efforts to please him.

Besides, it’s just a side dish, so what does that mean?

In the past two days, he had even been fed.

As for Wu Wanqing, there is no need for it.

This beautiful young mature woman is just a mascot.

Hey, something seems wrong?

Why did the old lady look at Wang Luoqi's food plate first? Wen Yan felt doubtful in his heart.

Even if it is a dish, it should be given to Wu Wanqing, the head mother of the house, first!

The old lady won't find anything, right?

Probably not. After thinking about it carefully, he didn't find any flaws, and Wen Yan felt relieved.

The old lady must have looked at Wang Luoqi's food plate first because of the principle of proximity.

Although he did not need to use the method of picking up food to win the favor of the mother and daughter, Wen Yan still followed the old lady's hint.

Because the more sensible he behaves, the more relieved the old lady will be.

However, he didn't just serve the Wang family's mother and daughter with food.

A truly sensible child should keep a bowl of water level.

So he first gave Mrs. Wen a piece of Mapo Tofu.

After all, if the old lady thinks about him so much, he should naturally show it.

Well, all true feelings should not be let down.

"Grandma Wen, please try this. The tofu made by Aunt Wu is delicious."

Due to his height, Wen Yan couldn't reach the old lady's food plate, so he simply jumped off the stool and ran to the old lady.

"Hey, Xiaoyan is so sensible." The old lady smiled and rubbed his little head, which even softened the wrinkles on her face.

She really didn't expect that Wen Yan would run up to her with tofu in his hands.

This little guy is really a pain in the ass.

Perhaps this was the reason why she loved Wen Yan the most in the orphanage.

The little guy is not only cute, but also so sensible, which naturally makes people prefer him.

Without the old lady's need to remind her, Wen Yan gave another chopstick to the mature woman beside him to stir-fry oysters.

Oysters are a good food. What are their functions?

Well, a gas station for men and a beauty salon for women.

Looking at Wu Wanqing's beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons, Wen Yan knew that she liked him very much.

After being hugged by the young mature woman and pinching his cheek, Wen Yan successfully returned to his seat.

Alas, I am most annoyed by this kind of hands-on old aunt.

He is not a pet cat, so why do you pet him every now and then?

How fat is this? (Turning the table.jpg)

"Ahem."

As soon as he jumped on the seat, before he could continue to act, Wen Yan heard two girls coughing at the same time.

He raised his eyebrows and saw the two women staring at the plates in front of them, as if waiting for something?

I haven't sat down yet, can't I wait any longer?

As expected, Wen Yan was worried not about scarcity but about inequality. Wen Yan sighed in his heart.

Neither Wang Luoqi nor Zhao Wanqi is the kind of squeamish girl.

When they had dinner with the two of them before, they had never let Wen Yan pick up the food.

Well, the time he fed Wang Luoqi could only be said to be an accident.

After all, the girl was in a special period that day, and her body and bones would naturally feel a little weak.

But today, after meeting Wen Yan and serving food to the old lady and Wu Wanqing, the two of them activated voice prompts in unison.

Faced with this hint from the girl, what can Wen Yan do?

He could only accept it.

In line with the principle of being near, Wen Yan first placed a chopstick of spicy and sour shredded potatoes on Wang Luoqi's plate, and then placed a chopstick of spicy diced chicken for Zhao Wanqi opposite.

Well, that’s fair!

Sure enough, looking at the hot and sour potato shreds on the plate, a smile appeared at the corner of Wang Luoqi's mouth, revealing the charming dimples on his cheeks.

Now it's finally over and I can eat in peace, Wen Yan thought to himself.

To avoid an accident, he looked at Zhao Wanqi opposite

Hey, why is there something wrong with Zhao Xiaozong’s face?

Then, he felt like there was something foreign under the dining table, crawling from his calf to his knees.

Wen Yan looked down and his small body suddenly stiffened.

That's a girl's little foot.

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More than 5,000 people come first,

Have some lunch and continue writing.
Chapter completed!