Although she was sowhat reluctant, Little Yu’er still obediently agreed, but her eyes remained fixed on the dessert stand’s window. Especially when she saw others holding ice cream, it was as if the stars in her eyes had fallen, and Lu Shishu couldn’t help but feel a bit uncomfortable seeing it.
But in fact, today’s weather wasn’t particularly warm, and the wind at night was a bit chilly. This ice cream really couldn’t be eaten; if she caught a cold, she wouldn’t know how to explain it to Nan Jiayan, after all, this was his sister, and she, for now at least, was just an outsider.
When Nan Jiayan ca out, he also noticed Little Yu’er’s low spirits. But after seeing Lu Shishu’s still indifferent expression, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and after getting in the car, he asked with a smile, "Little Yu’er, what’s wrong? Why do you look so unhappy."
"Nothing!" Little Yu’er shook her head, pouting, "I promised my brother sothing, Little Yu’er will do it!"
Nan Jiayan raised an eyebrow, looking sowhat puzzled at Lu Shishu. Lu Shishu t his gaze, pursed her lips, and replied, "She wants to eat ice cream."
After hearing this, Nan Jiayan laughed. Seeing Little Yu’er’s disappointed look, he said softly, "Now that the weather is cold, eating ice cream will make your stomach hurt."
"Mm-hmm, I know!" Little Yu’er nodded obediently.
After returning to Nanfeng District, Nan Jiayan carried his things into his ho, but Lu Shishu stood at the door, hesitating a bit, not wanting to go in.
"Sister, why aren’t you coming in?" Little Yu’er went inside, turned around, and seeing Lu Shishu hadn’t co in, adorably asked.
Nan Jiayan, hearing the soft voice at the entrance as he entered the kitchen, quickly put down the two bags in his hand and returned to the doorway. Looking at Lu Shishu outside, he asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing." Lu Shishu shook her head coldly, though there was a slight resistance in her heart, she still walked in.
"No need to change shoes, it’s okay, you and Little Yu’er can play in the living room for a while; I’ll start cooking."
"Mm."
Hearing Lu Shishu’s faint response, Nan Jiayan took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the kitchen to start preparing dinner.
Lu Shishu, on the other hand, was quite leisurely, first accompanying Little Yu’er in the living room to watch cartoons, and didn’t forget to pet the cat nearby. Later, Little Yu’er sohow found a box of Go pieces and insisted that Lu Shishu play with her, so Lu Shishu had no choice but to indulge her in a chaotic ga.
As it approached seven, Nan Jiayan brought the three dishes and one soup he’d made to the table, set the bowls and chopsticks, and with a gentle laugh called out, "Shi Shu, Little Yu’er, co wash your hands and eat!"
"Yay, we can finally eat!" Little Yu’er, upon hearing this, imdiately put down the Go pieces in her hand and ran over joyfully, grinning and blinking at Nan Jiayan, "Brother, I can already sll it, my stomach is so hungry."
"Co on, wash your hands first, and then we can eat, okay?" Nan Jiayan nodded with a gentle smile, reaching out to hold her little hand.
"Okay." Little Yu’er clutched his hand obediently, following him to the kitchen, where Nan Jiayan directly picked her up to help her wash her hands.
Lu Shishu watched the siblings, took a deep breath, and also got up to head towards the bathroom, casually washing her hands before returning to the dining room.
"Co sit down." Just as Nan Jiayan settled Little Yu’er, he saw Lu Shishu co over and hurried to pull out the chair next to him, smiling as he spoke.
Lu Shishu glanced at him, then at the seemingly aromatic three dishes and one soup on the table, raised an eyebrow, and sat down smoothly, "Looks like your cooking skills aren’t bad."
"Then quickly try it. To be honest, this is the first ti you’re eating my cooking." Nan Jiayan, hearing her complint, raised an eyebrow happily, naturally pleased, sitting beside her and picking up so food with chopsticks for her, "Try it, I know you prefer a lighter taste, so I’ve made it accordingly."
"Mm." Lu Shishu responded lightly, picking up her chopsticks to try a bite, her lips pursed gently. Her delicate brows raised slightly; the taste was quite good, but she couldn’t show too much satisfaction.
"What’s wrong?" Nan Jiayan, who had been observing Lu Shishu’s expression, asked cautiously after she finished eating.
"It’s okay." Lu Shishu replied with a blank expression, using particularly flat tones, without a hint of emotion.
"Then you should eat more. If you like it, I can cook for you every day."
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