shallow to deep GL

Ai Qian shook her head: It's not my cousin.And we met, you just forgot.

Zhang Shurong hurriedly asked again: What kind of relative is that?

Ai Qian thought about the relationship, and explained: her sister Qin Ziyi and my mother are not considered relatives.She paused: She and my mother are good friends.

Zhang Shurong was surprised, the water in her unconscious hand had already dripped on Ai Qian's school uniform, Ai Qian wiped her hand calmly, her face was cold, she heard her say: Not even relatives, such a distant relationship, she unexpectedly Willing to take care of you and let you live at home.Speaking of this, Zhang Shurong stopped suddenly, and looked at Ai Qian with a strange smile: "There is no way between you that she raises her eyebrows at Ai Qian."

Ai Qian didn't understand what was behind her, so she stared blankly at her.

Zhang Shurong coughed, only to realize that she was aphasia, she is a high school student: Hurry up, it's scary for Qin Zishuang to get angry.

Having said that, Ai Qian naturally didn't dare to delay any longer, took the hand towel aside and wiped her hands casually, and immediately left the kitchen.

What Zhang Shurong said just now was still in her ears.

She is willing to take care of you and let you live at home.

Ai Qian laughed and shook her head, how could it be possible, if it wasn't for Aunt Qin Ziyi, she wouldn't know where to settle down now, she still remembers how cautious she was when she came in on the first day, and Qin Zishuang's impatient eyes, and then just a month later There was no sign of her.

She didn't want to control her, she obviously wanted to get rid of this troublesome ghost quickly.

Chapter 4 Distance

I have to say that Zhang Shurong's cooking skills are really good, at least on the surface it looks very delicious, and she can quickly prepare four dishes and one soup in less than an hour.

Ai Qian was watching TV in the living room, and she smelled it. The aroma of food filled the whole room, and it became much warmer in the cold weather.

She lowered her head and sniffed, looked up at the kitchen, then pursed her lips and carefully stretched out her hand, trying to grab a small piece of meat and put it in her mouth, but Zhang Shurong came out with the bowl and chopsticks before her hand reached the edge of the bowl.

Steal it.

Ai Qian smiled, still dipped some juice with her index finger and threw it into her mouth, her eyebrows and eyes curved.

Zhang Shurong clothed the bowls and chopsticks, took off the bib and hung them up, looked at the standing people and said: What are you doing with the pestle, ask Zishuang to come out to eat.

Ai Qian looked at her with a disapproving expression: "Go ahead."

Zhang Shurong shook his head, patted the non-existent dust on the clothes, and chased her away: I still have soup, besides, you are under the same roof now, you can't always be afraid of her, go ahead.After speaking, he stepped forward and pinched her face as an encouragement to her.

Ai Qian stuck out her tongue and looked at Zhang Shurong's back, still standing there.

She was going to go, but before she went, she had to cheer herself up.

Suddenly felt very ridiculous, it was obviously not a big deal, but it looked like he was about to go to the execution platform.

But Zhang Shurong was right, she was indeed afraid of Qin Zishuang.In fact, she didn't do anything to her, provided her with accommodation, helped her hold a parent-teacher meeting, and even analyzed her test papers.

By the way, she just said something to her in the study.

It's not hopeless.

Ai Qian pursed her lips. In fact, she is not very stupid. There is a reason for her poor performance in the exam.

Gritting her teeth, she wanted to walk in the direction of the study, but turned around.

Son, sister Zishuang.

Qin Zishuang had already walked one meter behind her, glanced at her indifferently, said yes in response, pulled the stool away and sat down.

Ai Qian was sitting nearby, and Zhang Shurong also brought out the soup. After putting it away, he casually threw away the big glove in his hand, filled two bowls and put them in front of the two of them. Taste, if it suits your taste.

The stew is big bone soup, which is not oily or greasy and very fragrant. There are also a few pieces of corn in it.

Qin Zishuang and Ai Qian took a sip almost in sync. Under Zhang Shurong's expectant eyes, Qin Zishuang finally said, "It's okay."

Zhang Shurong raised his eyebrows, watched Ai Qian give her a thumbs up calmly, then took a last glance at Qin Zishuang and took it back, thinking that this girl is too cute.

She stood up, filled a bowl for herself, and said with a smile: Looking at it, I thought you two were critics. You are so depressed. Is it so complicated to have a meal?

She said this to Ai Qian, Qin Zishuang was like this, no matter where they were, they talked less, but Ai Qian restrained her a lot in front of her.

Zhang Shurong talked intermittently, the meal was not as embarrassing as imagined, and the collision of bowls and chopsticks was much calmer.

Qin Zishuang ate less, and within 10 minutes he had put down his chopsticks and pulled out a tissue beside him.

I have something to ask of you.She threw the tissue into the wastebasket and said suddenly.

Zhang Shurong still had a mouthful of rice in his mouth, put a vegetable into the bowl, didn't look at her: said.

Help Ai Qian make up a lesson.

puff.Zhang Shurong immediately covered his mouth: cough, cough, sorry, sorry.

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Ai Qian took the initiative to share the work of washing dishes after dinner, and the other two sat leisurely in the living room.

The TV was on, and the commercials of the [-] o'clock TV series were playing, Zhang Shurong was doing it with her legs crossed, holding a basket of green dates in her arms, and was gnawing on them.