Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mo Xiaomeng nodded and said, âYeah, I know. I didnât come to China for this matter. I really missed Xiaoxiao and wanted to visit China, so I came back. Iâll probably⦠stay for another half a month and have fun before I go back.â
âWhen you come back, I will talk to you in more detail. You should have fun first. Donât think about other things. Just enjoy yourself.â
âI am. Iâm enjoying myself every day.â Mo Xiaomeng said cheerfully as she didnât want her brother to worry about herself.
But as she was saying that, she thought of Ye Sijue, and she couldnât help but look to him.
Ye Sijue had exited the tent after her and was now working with Yin Shaojie to prepare the barbecue food.
It seemed that it was ready as Mu Xiaoxiao was waving to her, telling her to come over.
âBrother, weâll talk next time. I have to go eat.â
After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiaomeng put on a smile as if nothing happened and ran over to the others.
âSmells great!â
Hearing her praise, Song Shijun proudly raised his head. âI barbecued this. Here, Xiaomeng, do you like chicken wings? I specially grilled this. You can have it.â
âThanks.â Mo Xiaomeng reached for it. However, Ye Sijue snatched it, taking a bite from the chicken wing, he glared at Song Shijun and said, âItâs too sweet. Did you put in a whole jar of honey?â
Song Shijun said, âNo! I only put a little. If you donât like it, why did you snatch it?â
âI guess you should let Qiqing enjoy your cooking.â Ye Sijue didnât care about him anymore as he turned to at Mo Xiaomeng and said. âIf you say things your teeth will rot. Donât eat his. Iâll cook it for you. Do you want to eat spicy or not? Do you want to add cumin?â
Song Shijun snorted, âFine then.â
Then he smugly went to Han Qiqing and said, smiling, âQiqing, Iâll grill some chicken wings for you. I guarantee itâll taste good!â
Han Qiqing gave him a look, held up the chicken wings in her hand and said, âNo need. Iâm eating already. Yin Shaojie made very tasty ones.â
In any case, the look of hers was just doubtful that he could barbecue anything good at all.
Song Shijun clasped at his chest, looking very hurt as he said, âSijue turned away from me. Youâre turning away from me too? Why donât you taste one that I grilled?â
Not knowing what to do with him, Han Qiqing shifted aside to make space for him, letting him sit beside her. âGo barbecue then. But Iâm telling you, if itâs not good, I wonât force myself to eat it, and youâll have to finish it yourself.â
âFine! Iâm telling you, I havenât used my trump card yet. Itâd be so good you donât even want to stop eating!â Song Shijun said, very eager to get into action.
After about ten minutes, Song Shijun grilled six chicken wings, looking proud.
Han Qiqing only took a bite before she glared at him distastefully. âYou should just eat it yourself.â
Staring at the six chicken wings in front of him, he looked miserable. âIs it really that bad? Xiaoxiao, can you try it for me?â
Mu Xiaoxiao quickly refused, waving her hand as she said, âNo, Iâm already full.â
Seeing that she was done eating, Yin Shaojie handed her a wet tissue.
The two wiped their hands clean. Yin Shaojie stood up, took her hand, and said, âLetâs go take a walk.â
After eating, they should of course go for a walk to aid digestion.
Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, âAlright!â
Then she waved to others and said, âEnjoy your meal, weâll be going for a walk.â
With a hand in his pocket, Yin Shaojie held her hand as the two walked sweetly toward the shaded path.