The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 377 Don't talk, if you talk again, I will... I won't cook for you!
Patting Ning Jia's shoulder with her little hand, Song Yu's eyes narrowed into a smile, "A beautiful boy who can cook will be robbed by girls. He is a young man, and his future is limitless."

Ning Jia's eyes were deep, and she stared fixedly at the happy Song Yu, as if she wanted to cross the mighty river of time and look into Song Yu's past light years.

"Brother Ning Jia, I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry." The little girl lowered her head, drooped her eyelids, clutched her stomach, and howled miserably.

Looking up and glancing at the kitchen, the little boy frowned slightly, jumped off the sofa, moved to the little girl's side, held the chubby little hand, and comforted him softly, "Don't worry, the meal will be ready soon, just wait a little longer."

The little girl raised her head with difficulty, squinted her eyes, and looked up at the little boy. After a while, she smiled foolishly, "Brother Ning Jia, you learn to cook, okay?"

"...Why should I learn to cook?" The little boy exclaimed angrily, "Song Yu, you are a girl. Cooking and cooking are what girls should do."

The fleshy little hands climbed onto the little boy's arms, and the little girl shook her head, feeling very unhappy, "Of course you learned how to cook and stir-fry vegetables, brother Ning Jia, if I grow up and marry you, you will not let my white and tender little hands suffer from the oily smoke The torment of the poison, smoked into brown and black dead tree bark?"

The bold and straightforward words made the little boy turn red. He stretched out his hand and poked the little girl's forehead heavily, "...I'm really shameless!"

Shameless?
The little girl blinked her wet eyes, and said cutely, "Brother Ning Jia, your face is so red, hee hee, you are ashamed."

Stretching out his hand angrily, he blocked the chattering little mouth. The little boy said angrily, "Don't talk, if you talk again, I will... I won't cook for you!"

……

Xiaoyu, don't you remember these things?
But it doesn't matter, these memories that only belong to the two of us, I will guard them.

With a slight glint in his eyes, Ning Jia said with a slight smile, "Little fish, if I have a chance, I will cook by myself, cook and stir-fry, and let you try my cooking skills."

Ding!
The black eyes were instantly lit up, and Song Yu danced happily, "Ning Jia, you said this. When your arm is healed, don't play tricks."

Ning Jia nodded, "I will definitely fulfill my promise."

promise?

Song Yu felt weird, always felt...there was something in the words, oops, never mind, there are more important things to do——

"Ning Jia, can I ask you a few questions?" The curious baby went online.

"can."

With tense body and high mental tension, Song Yu said casually, "Ning Jia, you said that you returned to China because of me, but...how did you find me? Could it be that you have ears and clairvoyance?"

Ning Jia said concisely, "Because you were admitted to Arthur Middle School."

The brain was running fast, and Song Yu was secretly startled. I only entered Arthur Middle School for a few days, and Ning Jia learned about me, and returned to China not far away, and transferred to my class. Huge?

Song Yu tried his best to straighten his face, and continued to dig, "...Well, I think you live alone, and your parents haven't returned to China? Could it be that you sneaked back?"

A smile rippled from the depths of his eyes, and Ning Jia sneered, "Sneaking? Xiaoyu, your brain is really big. The family business is in the United States. Naturally, my parents can't go back to China. I will go back to China." ...they naturally know."

"Really?" Song Yu was suspicious.

Ning Jia slightly hooked the corner of her mouth, "Naturally."

Naturally... I lied to you, little fish, I'm sorry, but you can lie to cover up your ugliness and sin; only by telling lies in good faith can you live a carefree life, and you can live in peace forever.

　first update~
　　400 chapters, although it is close to stand-alone writing, but... still has a sense of accomplishment, keep going~
　　
　
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