[Transmigration Book] Vicious male supporting role is soft and sweet

Thinking wildly is definitely a disease, Qin Chi looked at Qin Lian with a little bit of pity.

It's really a pity that a good boy has such a disease.But in an instant, Qin Chi thought with some joy: Fortunately, it is Qin Lian who is sick, not Qin Chi.

"Ah Lian, what are you talking about? You are so kind, you always excuse Qin Chi." Qin's father patted Qin Lian on the shoulder, his tone much softer than before.

"Okay, okay, let's eat first. Ah Hao is a guest, so don't neglect the guest." Mrs. Qin smiled and smoothed things over, while holding a chicken leg for Murong Hao.

"It's the first time Ah Chi is studying so seriously today, so he should eat a chicken leg to make up for it." After Madam Qin finished speaking, she stretched out her chopsticks and put it on another chicken leg, ready to clamp the chicken leg to Qin Chi bowl.

"What does he eat, as long as he is as good as Ah Lian in his studies, I am grateful." Qin's father's anger, which had not been calmed down at first, was because of the words "study seriously for the first time", and then It rose violently once, "This chicken leg, make up for Ah Lian."

Hearing Qin's father's last words, Qin Chi breathed a sigh of relief. Whether it was the original "Qin Chi" or himself, he was a little bit obsessed with cleanliness. If Mrs. Qin really put the chicken leg in his bowl, he would Also won't eat.

This...is disgusting.

"Brother, you should eat the chicken legs." Qin Lian said as if he was about to take the chicken legs out of his bowl.

"No! Dad is right, you have to mend it, please do it seriously, thank you." Qin Chi refused, and picked up the biggest crab leg for himself.

Chicken legs and crab legs, crab legs must be the first choice, and it is also a preference.

Qin Chi didn't like to talk much when he was eating, so while the other four people at this table were chatting happily, he was already full and stuffed, and his stomach bulged like a ball.

After getting off the table, Qin Chi touched his belly and thought to himself: It's a blessing to be able to eat.

"Dad." Seeing that the people at the dinner table didn't seem to want to end, Qin Chi thought for a while before interrupting their conversation.

Qin's father was smiling heartily under Murong Hao's amusment, and after hearing Qin Chi call him, the smile on his face was still there, and he looked very talkative.

"Dad, I want to make up lessons."

So Qin Chi, who deeply knew that everything must be done while the iron is hot, directly expressed his needs.

Because math is really hard.

Shen family.

"Master." The butler knocked on the door of the study respectfully.

After a long time, there was a very light reply from the boy in the study: "I see."

The housekeeper retreated respectfully.

Not long after, the door of the study room opened slowly, Shen Jizhi had already changed his school uniform, and now he was wearing a very simple white T-shirt.

I don't know if it's because of the light or some other reason, but at this moment his face looks a little paler than in school.

Completely different from the bustle of the Qin family, there was only silence at the dining table of the Shen family.

He cut a small piece of steak and chewed it slowly in silence. The red wine glass contained a half glass of milk.

Picking up the red wine glass, he shook it lightly.