Chapter 227 Why is your face so ugly? Ji Shuyun's face suddenly changed, and the pressure around him dropped sharply.

"Who is your brother?"

"I'm just Ningning's brother!"

He looked at Gu Huaiye coldly, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed dangerously.

It seemed that war was about to break out.

Xia Zhining quickly grabbed her brother's arm and shook it gently: "Brother, I'm just being polite. It won't hurt to yell at you."

Gu Huaiye saw all of Xia Zhining's protective actions.

A faint, almost innocent smile appeared in those peach blossom eyes.

He readily changed his words: "Officer Ji, don't misunderstand."

Gu Huaiye's tone was gentle, even with a hint of just the right amount of loneliness that was barely noticeable: "Maybe it's because I grew up with brothers not getting along, and the elders being partial to me..."

"This is the first time I've tasted anything like my brother's cooking. I was moved by the moment and made a slip of the tongue."

His words were so flawless that it was hard to blame him.

Sure enough, when Xia Zhining heard him mention the troublesome brother of the Gu family, her eyes immediately became softer and more sympathetic.

When he heard Gu Huaiye sincerely praising his brother's cooking skills, he felt like he had found a soulmate: "Right! I think so too! Everything my brother cooks is delicious!"

She patted Gu Huaiye's arm generously, with an expression that said "I understand you".

"If you like, my brother will cook for me in the future and I'll give you half!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Ji Shuyun with a sparkling look on her face, her face full of pride that said, "See, my brother is the best." "Brother, if you don't become a police officer with your cooking skills, you will definitely be able to open a Michelin-rated restaurant!"

Ji Shuyun narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze over the two people in front of him who were singing in unison, and the feeling of depression in his chest became even heavier.

He felt like an unnecessary patriarch, watching his own cabbages happily jump into the pit dug by others.

"Brother," Xia Zhining saw that his expression was still uneasy, so she carefully changed the subject, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No." Ji Shuyun spat out these two words stiffly, his eyes fixed on Gu Huaiye.

He got up before dawn to cook porridge and stew soup, thinking only of nourishing his sister. But when he got a phone call, he got a "shock" and was in no mood to eat.

When Xia Zhining heard that her brother hadn't eaten, she immediately felt distressed.

She picked up the soft chicken leg from the soup pot, put it in the empty bowl, and pushed it in front of Ji Shuyun politely: "Brother, eat quickly!"

Almost at the same time, Gu Huaiye, who was standing by, very naturally handed over chopsticks and a spoon, placed them steadily on the edge of the bowl, and said gently, "Brother, you eat."

The unanimous "brother" and tacit cooperation made Ji Shuyun's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant.

But when I looked up, I met my sister's sparkling eyes filled with expectation and concern——

Ji Shuyun swallowed back all the words that were stuck in his chest and turned them into a silent sigh.

The three of them maintained a strange and delicate balance and began to eat.

The rich and fragrant aroma of chicken soup finally woke up Xuetuan who was sleeping soundly in the nest.

Its small nose twitched as sensitively as a radar, and it followed the scent and nimbly moved between the three people.

Xuetuan stood up with a kick of his hind legs, his two front paws tucked neatly into his chest, his eyes fixed on the dining table without blinking.

[Sister, what delicious food are you guys eating? It smells so good!]