Mu Shaohua glanced at her, deliberately squinting as he looked her up and down.
Finally, his gaze fell on Su Qingyao's chest, and he grinned mischievously: "Oh, is Qingyao trying to see who's taller than me? To me, it looks like... a newly sprouted hill?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his index finger and tapped it twice in the air, looking just like an expert inspecting goods.
Su Qingyao's face flushed instantly, and she grabbed a small orange from the table and threw it at Mu Shaohua: "You vixen! All you do is talk big!"
The orange drew an arc in the air, and Mu Shaohua deftly dodged it. Her hair fluttered with the movement, and the silhouette faintly visible under the thin veil added to her allure.
Leng Yue watched the two bickering and laughed so hard she almost dropped the fruit in her hand: "Alright, stop arguing! If you keep going, Brother Qingzhou will smell the gunpowder in the kitchen!"
She reached out and tugged at Su Qingyao's sleeve, but Su Qingyao grabbed her shoulder and said, "Yueyue, you be the judge. Isn't she deliberately trying to annoy people?"
Judge? I wouldn't dare, sisters, I'm just here to watch the show.
Seeing Su Qingyao's sharp eyes, Leng Yue immediately stopped smiling, blankly put a grape into her mouth, and mumbled incoherently, "Sister Shaohua has the right to say that, so let's not argue with her too much, lest..."
She didn't continue speaking, but instead bent down, picked up her phone from the table, quickly opened her photo album, found a picture, and showed it to Su Qingyao. "You'll understand what I mean when you see this picture."
Su Qingyao was confused. She glanced at the image on Leng Yue's phone screen, which showed a gorilla with its head down—'self-humiliation'!
Su Qingyao almost vomited blood. She slapped Leng Yue's hand away and said irritably, "You're boosting others' morale while diminishing your own."
Leng Yue shrank her neck. "Then you guys continue, I'll just watch the show."
He silently picked up a slice of watermelon and sat down to watch.
Seeing Su Qingyao's furious face, Mu Shaohua laughed and slowly walked to the stone table, sat down, picked up a slice of watermelon, and took a bite.
Juice slid down her chin, and she licked it lightly with the tip of her tongue, her eyes filled with seductive allure: "I was just telling the truth. If you're not satisfied, Qingyao..."
She suddenly leaned close to Su Qingyao's ear, "How about we ask Xiao Lu to be the referee?"
"You! Get out!"
Su Qingyao suddenly stood up, pushed her aside, and turned her head away, no longer looking at her.
As the midday sun blazed overhead,
A voice called out, "Dinner's ready!"
Lu Qingzhou arrived at the courtyard wearing an apron.
His gaze swept over the three of them, finally landing on Mu Shaohua, his eyes instantly turning ardent.
Mu Shaohua noticed his gaze and deliberately straightened her back, making her curves under the thin veil even more obvious.
Wow, why is Sister Shaohua dressed so revealingly?
Lu Qingzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, and he quickly walked over, casually pulling the towel off his neck and draping it over Mu Shaohua's shoulder: "It's windy outside, don't catch a cold."
These words made Su Qingyao snort coldly, and she turned and walked towards the restaurant.
Leng Yue nudged Lu Qingzhou's waist quietly: "You just spoil her."
Lu Qingzhou scratched his head and gave a simple, honest smile: "I was just worried she'd get cold."
Leng Yue whispered teasingly in Lu Qingzhou's ear.
"She's not getting cold, she's doing this on purpose!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingzhou smiled helplessly.
He put his arm around Leng Yue's shoulder and said, "Let's go. I made your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs today. If we don't go now, Qing Yao will eat them all."
In the restaurant,
Zhang Ruoshui played with Zhouzhou and Momo building blocks, and the two little girls played for two hours.
Zhang Ruoshui's legs were sore and numb from all the exertion.
The group sat down at the table one after another.
Lu Qingzhou had just placed the last dish on the table when
Leng Yue couldn't wait to pick up a piece of pork rib and put it in her mouth. While chewing, she mumbled, "Delicious, delicious. Your cooking skills haven't deteriorated. You're much better than me."
Su Qingyao teased, "You call that cooking? Even a dog would shake its head at it."
Leng Yue chuckled: "There's nothing I can do, I didn't want to either."
She glanced at everyone and said, "Hey, where's Sister Shaohua?"
Just then,
Mu Shaohua brought over a plate of food, then sat down next to Lu Qingzhou, picked up her chopsticks and put a piece of meat in his bowl: "Try my cooking."
Lu Qingzhou was taken aback. No wonder Mu Shaohua had told her to cut more meat for her; she needed it.
It turned out that I had cooked a dish myself.
Lu Qingzhou picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The saltiness was just right, and the cooking time was perfect. He looked at Mu Shaohua with surprise and asked, "When did you learn that?"
Mu Shaohua blinked, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It's a secret."
Seeing this, Su Qingyao deliberately slammed her chopsticks down: "All you do is fawn over Qingzhou! All you can do is cook one dish."
Zhang Ruoshui smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around and eat. Today is a special day, so eat more."
A gentle breeze occasionally blew by, lifting a corner of Mu Shaohua's thin veil. Su Qingyao caught a glimpse of it and glared at her angrily, only to be met with a provocative smile in return.
......
On Sunday morning, Chen Xiaoxi's bedroom was quiet and peaceful, with only the gentle rise and fall of her even breathing.
However,
Chen Xiaoxi was still asleep when her phone suddenly rang.
Ring ring... Ring ring.
The sharp sound was like a small hammer, pounding against Chen Xiaoxi's eardrums again and again.
Chen Xiaoxi frowned in her daze, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she muttered a complaint:
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