Lu Xixin was not interested in this, so she went back to her room to rest. As soon as she walked to the door of the room, she saw a cute little figure rushing toward her.
"Sister Xixin."
"Why are you here?" Lu Xixin knelt down and touched Shen Nianxi's forehead.
"I'm here to have dinner with Sister Xixin." The little boy raised his head with a flattering look on his face.
"You haven't had dinner yet?" Lu Xixin was surprised. It's so late and the child will be starving.
Shen Nianxi got close to Lu Xixin, put his arms around her neck, and nodded cutely: "I'll wait for sister Xixin."
It turned out that I was waiting for her!
Lu Xixin, who had already had dinner, suddenly felt guilty and couldn't say no at all. She directly picked up the little boy and went back to the previous room with him.
In the room, the food had been placed on the table, and Shen Jiayao was leaning his chin in a daze. When he saw Lu Xixin coming in, he raised his head and smiled cutely at her.
It's the same naive attitude as before.
Lu Xixin knew that some people would become different after getting sick, so she didn't pay attention to it, thinking that Shen Jiayao had a fever, so he was slow to react.
After Shen Jiayao entered the room, he jumped down and walked on his own.
Although he likes to cling to Sister Xixin and be held, he feels a little heavy and is afraid of crushing her.
What if Sister Xixin thinks he is too fat and doesn't like him?
"Sister Xixin, come quickly." Shen Nianxi led Lu Xixin to the dining table.
The above are all Lu Xixin's favorite flavors. Lu Xixin didn't eat much in the private room before and just talked. When she got here, she ate some more with Shen Jiayao and his son.
Child Shen Nianxi had a great sense of ownership. Not only did she help pick up vegetables for Lu Xixin, she also poured her a glass of red wine.
Lu Xixin took a bite and found it tasted pretty good.
Shen Nianxi watched her drinking, licked her red and moist lips, and asked curiously: "Sister Xixin, does the wine taste good?"
"You want to try it?" Lu Xixin saw the little boy's thoughts.
Shen Nianxi was a little embarrassed, scratched his chin, and turned to his father for help: "Dad, does the red wine taste good?"
Shen Jiayao turned his eyes around Lu Xixin's wine glass, and then showed an innocent expression: "I don't know either."
"Dad doesn't know either?" Shen Nianxi was shocked.
In the little boy's mind, his father often goes out to drink. How could he not know?
Shen Jiayao was serious and even looked a little serious: "There are many kinds of red wine. It's impossible for Dad to drink all of them. He has never drank the one Xixin drinks. If you want to know the taste, you have to taste it."
As he spoke, he naturally reached over, picked up the wine glass used by Lu Xixin, and drank the remaining red wine in one gulp.
Lu Xixin: "..."
This is the cup she uses!!!
"Sorry." Lu Xixin pointed, "This is my cup."
"Oh." Shen Jiayao suddenly realized, then raised his forehead, "Sorry, I used the wrong one." After saying that, he raised his hand and handed his cup of vc juice to Lu Xixin.
"I'll give you one."
Lu Xixin: "..."
"Why don't you drink?" Shen Jiayao raised his chin and stared at her, his dark eyes like deep pools, "You dislike me?"
"Mr. Shen, you are confused." Lu Xixin reminded Shen Jiayao that he had crossed the line, then raised his hand, took the juice cup and put it aside.
In the box before, his behavior could be regarded as illness and fever, but this happened again and again, and Lu Xixin had to think deeply.