After Gu Yimi finished speaking, Ji Zefeng slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at Gu Yimi with a playful expression, an evil smile on his lips, and said in a faint voice:

"Gu Yimi, don't you think you look like a seventy-year-old old woman now?"

Gu Yimi understood----

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A seventy-year-old woman?!

The corners of Gu Yimi's mouth twitched----

You are the one! The carrot stewed chicken soup is specially made for you. If you don’t eat it, your stomach will hurt to death!

In almost a month, Gu Yimi has experienced the fact that---

Ji Zefeng's mouth is not an ordinary venomous tongue. She is usually eloquent and eloquent, but when she comes to Ji Zefeng, she is completely out of control. She always chokes to death with his words, but Ji Zefeng laughs like a girl.

Like a fox, watching Gu Yimi gearing up...

However, later, Gu Yimi thought of a way, that is, no matter what Ji Zefeng said, let him say it, and she would just pretend that she didn't hear it and just smile and forget it. Ji Zefeng would no longer have fun.

...........

After Gu Yimi took a deep breath, she raised her head, smiled as if nothing happened, looked at Ji Zefeng's face that was waiting to see her angry show, and said:

"That's right, I am a seventy-year-old old woman. Do you like to eat or not? If you don't, you will be upset."

After saying that, Gu Yimi smiled so hard that she picked up a carrot through gritted teeth and deliberately chewed it with a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound. Her whole little face jumped and jumped with the movement of her mouth.

As if the carrot in his mouth was the grown man who just said that he was an old woman, he no longer looked at the man opposite who was smiling mischievously.

Ji Zefeng looked at Gu Yimi evilly. He had already regarded bickering with Gu Yimi as a fun part of life. His delicate little face pretended to be profound, but his pink lips were slightly pouting.

A small flame was burning that revealed the woman's anger.

Ji Zefeng didn't stop Gu Yimi and slowly picked out a piece of carrot from the bowl. Gu Yimi bit her chopsticks, squinted her eyes, and couldn't help but glance at Ji Zefeng.

I thought Ji Zefeng would continue to throw the carrots on the chopsticks onto the "hill", but what Gu Yimi didn't expect was that Ji Zefeng brought the chopsticks to his mouth and tasted them carefully.

Ji Zefeng deliberately narrowed his eyes slightly, looking like he was enjoying the delicious food, but looked at the woman opposite him with evil eyes.

I saw that after Gu Yimi was stunned for a moment, a cute smile gradually bloomed on her fair little face, and her eyes and brows were full of smiles that could not be concealed.

Looking at the woman's small face, it seems to be exuding a kind of magic that can make people fascinated. Ji Zefeng's eyes are dark and alluring in the rich black color.

"How's it going? It tastes pretty good, right?!"

Gu Yimi said to Ji Zefeng with a proud little face, her eyes seemed to be saying, "What I said is right!"

Ji Zefeng looked at the little woman in front of him, smiling with a smile on his face, raised his eyebrows, and continued to eat carrots slowly without saying anything.

For some unknown reason, Ji Zefeng felt that the carrots this time did not seem so unpalatable, and they even tasted pretty good.

It was not until later that Ji Zefeng understood that it was not that the carrots were delicious, but that the person who made the carrots for him had changed, so the feeling of eating them was also different, with a taste called "happiness".
Chapter completed!