"No, no!" Rosalie waved her hands in panic and changed the subject. "Xiao Qiaoqiao, if you don't sign up, everyone will have something to do and you will be very bored when you are alone." "That's true." Ruan Qiaoqiao frowned. "I know what you're worried about. But you don't have to win a place. Just sign up for a project and participate." "Let them think about what to participate in." Ruan Qiaoqiao put her index finger on her lips and tilted her head to think. "Got it! There's a cheerleading team, right? I'll just join the cheerleading team!" "Cheerleading, it seems to suit you very well." Rosalie couldn't help but smile as she imagined Ruan Qiaoqiao in her cheerleading uniform, jumping and cheering for her cutely. "Big sis, your expression is a little strange. What are you thinking about?"
Ruan Qiaoqiao poked Rosalie's face playfully. The blonde girl blushed and tried to cover it up. "No, nothing! Come to think of it, Qiaoqiao, will you cheer for me then?" "Of course I will! When the big sister comes out, everyone will cheer for you at the top of their lungs!" "That's good." Rosalie smiled sweetly, and suddenly felt more motivated. * "Speaking of which, big sister, your goal is to get first place in the long-distance race and the short-distance race, right?" "correct." "Well, I'll cheer for you in advance. If you really win first place in both competitions, I'll give you a big hug as a reward!" Ruan Qiaoqiao said this with a beaming expression. “Don’t, don’t do this.” Rosalie's pretty face turned slightly red. She felt ashamed when she thought about Ruan Qiaoqiao hugging her in front of the whole school. "Eh——Big sister, don't you want it? Then forget it." Rosalie looked flustered. "That's not the case." "Hehe! You really want it, right?" Ruan Qiaoqiao smiled cunningly. "You are really dishonest, big sister. If you want it, just say it directly. You are still so shy. Your body has always been honest, and the expression on your face has already betrayed you." The blush on Rosalie's face immediately spread to her neck, and her whole face turned into a red apple.
"Shut up! Don't use such weird words." "Ah, I was just talking about hugging. What weird things are you thinking about, onee-san?" Ruan Qiaoqiao raised the corners of her mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and made the classic expression of a female ghost. "Big sister, you are really vulgar~" "Xiaoqiaoqiao you...you!" Rosalie was both embarrassed and annoyed, and her full breasts heaved violently. "If you want to say dirty words, you should be the one. There's so much water!" When saying this, Rosalie lowered her voice, but she successfully broke through Ruan Qiaoqiao's defense. Ruan Qiaoqiao, who had been looking very proud, immediately blushed. "Water, water, what water? I don't know, I don't know..." She buried her head on the table and acted like an ostrich. Today's victory is still Rosalie's! …… Time passed quickly and it was time for lunch break. Ruan Qiaoqiao came to the club building with great anticipation. Last week, Sister Lan Xin promised to cook for her. Ruan Qiaoqiao had been looking forward to this for a long time. After all, Sister Lan Xin learns everything quickly and is excellent at it, so she must be able to be a chef if she knows a little bit about cooking. "Sister Lan Xin~" Ruan Qiaoqiao pushed open the door of the lounge. "Qiaoqiao, you are here." Situ Lanxin greeted Ruan Qiaoqiao with a slightly nervous expression. Unlike in the past when she would always fiddle with some new gadgets, today Situ Lanxin had nothing in her hands except a lunch box. Ruan Qiaoqiao walked quickly up to Situ Lanxin and asked with shining eyes. "Sister Lanxin, this is the lunch you prepared for me." "Well, I read a lot of novels, but..." "Thank you, Sister Lanxin!" Before Situ Lanxin could finish her words, Ruan Qiaoqiao took the lunch box with both hands and sat down. Looking down at the lunch box in her hand, Ruan Qiaoqiao felt her mouth watering. I'm really looking forward to what it will be.
"and many more!" Just as she was about to open the lunch box, Situ Lanxin grabbed her hand. Rhodium. "Um..." Situ Lanxin looked embarrassed. "What I made is not very good. You..." "It's okay, Sister Lanxin! As long as it's something you make, people will eat it no matter what it is!" After saying that, Ruan Qiaoqiao opened the lunch box with her other hand. A strange smell immediately rose into the sky! Chapter 4: The Call on the Naihe Bridge (Additional Chapter ) What was presented in front of Ruan Qiaoqiao? A large pile of black, sand-like stuff. On the black sand pile was a small piece of black carbon, and next to it lay a half-cooked dried fish. The dried fish stared with its eyes wide open, as if it had suffered the torture of hell before dying. Only fear and unwillingness remained in its eyes. "Um, Sister Lanxin, what is this?" Ruan Qiaoqiao pointed to the pile of black sand. "This is rice." "Food? Food!" Ruan Qiaoqiao was so frightened that her hair trembled, and then she pointed at the black block of carbon. "Then what is this?" "Fried eggs." Situ Lanxin looked away guiltily. "Uh……" Ruan Qiaoqiao looked up at Situ Lanxin's beautiful married woman face and was speechless for a moment. Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies. Those who look like married women are not necessarily good at cooking. Woohoo~ Mr. Egg and Little Fish, you died unjustly! The air was silent for a while. Seeing Ruan Qiaoqiao's expression, Situ Lanxin basically understood what she meant. "Forget it. You should not eat this. After all, what I made is really not tasty." Situ Lanxin smiled bitterly and scratched her face with her hand. Ruan Qiaoqiao noticed that she had a Band-Aid on her hand and obvious burns.
She went to such lengths to prepare food for them. It was clearly just a casual verbal agreement. "No, this family will definitely eat it!" Ruan Qiaoqiao suddenly said with a determined look. "Eh?" Situ Lanxin opened her mouth in surprise. “But this obviously doesn’t look delicious.” "Who, who said that! I think it tastes good. There's a good saying: Art is not about the form of expression, but about its soul and ideas." "Sister Lan Xin, do you think the most important thing about a classical piece of music is the idea it conveys or the instrument it is played on?" Ruan Qiaoqiao spoke confidently, as if what she said was the truth. "That's true, but..." "Okay, Sister Lan Xin, please quickly give me the chopsticks here." "But... okay." Although she was a little confused by Ruan Qiaoqiao's sudden lecture, Situ Lanxin still agreed. After all, Ruan Qiaoqiao was willing to eat the food she cooked, so she was still very happy. In order to make such a box lunch, she specially consulted the chef at home in advance and got up at five in the morning to start preparing. "Qiaoqiao, these are the chopsticks you wanted." Looking at the disposable chopsticks in Situ Lanxin's hand, Ruan Qiaoqiao suddenly had the illusion that they were weapons. "Ah." Taking the chopsticks, Ruan Qiaoqiao picked up the dried fish with the thought of facing death. Staring at the dried fish with eyes wide open and filled with despair, Ruan Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a little scared. Ruan Qiaoqiao bit her silver teeth and took a bite of the dried fish. The feeling of the mouth is hard to describe. Ruan Qiaoqiao felt her tongue go numb for a moment. How is this made? Why does it have sour, salty, sweet, spicy, bitter, and all kinds of flavors? "Qiaoqiao, how does it taste? Delicious, delicious." "Hmm!"4 "Great!" 5 Situ Lanxin clasped her hands together and smiled sweetly.
Ruan Qiaoqiao nodded, and beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead. At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind. Is it true that eating this thing won’t kill people? It shouldn't be like that. After all, he is a demon, and his physique is much stronger than that of humans. Ruan Qiaoqiao closed her eyes and swallowed what was in her mouth. When Ruan Qiaoqiao opened her eyes again, Situ Lanxin was still looking at her with a smile.