"Sister Zeke, please put the pot down first, don't drop it." Mi Xiaoxiao looked at Zeke, who was swaying around, and felt a little ashamed. It must be said that this person is really small but powerful.

"Oh, okay." After hearing what the beautiful sister said, Zekesi obediently put down the pot in his hand, but quickly took out a wooden bowl from his animal skin coat and placed it on the table.

Then he smiled and tried to lift the jar he had just put down on the ground. Not only did his little hands lose strength, but he still couldn't stand firmly. In short, he staggered around, but he finally managed to move it.

"Well, Jin Xuan, please help him! Don't even drop the person and the can." Mi Xiaoxiao frowned slightly, and there was a sense of helplessness in her tone of voice.

Just now, he stood pitifully in front of the bed and apologized to her, but now he is busy again. Look at his lively energy, it has not been affected at all, okay? !

Sure enough, a child is a child. He cries and laughs sometimes, and changes his face faster than anything else. Therefore, the child's emotions come and go quickly. Maybe he was happy one second, but not the next second. I don't know why, but I started crying again.

"Give it to me! It doesn't matter if I drop it. Don't break this stone pot. There won't be any stone pot for Xiaoxiao to make soup." Jin Xuan said this deliberately, but he took the stone pot steadily. Added milky white bone broth to the bowl on the table.

"Hmph!" Ze Kesi looked at Jin Xuan dissatisfied. What do you mean it doesn't matter if you drop him, but don't break the stone pot? ! Stone pot Stone pot, as the name suggests, is made of stone! How can it be broken so easily!

Don't you just look at others when they are young and know how to bully them? See how they bully them when they grow up!

"Okay, what do you want soup for?" This soup seems to have been made by that guy Parr. It smells good, but it is definitely not as good as the one made by himself. Xiaoxiao has already said that he made it by himself and it is delicious. Well, next time It's better to do it yourself.

"Oh, here it is for you." The soup wasn't filled so much, so Ze Kesi could still pick it up, but it was a little hot.

"Give it to me?" Li Suo frowned and looked at the steaming bowl of soup in front of him. He was a little confused. What did this little guy want to do? Serve yourself soup for no reason.

"Yeah, of course it's for you." Isn't this obvious? Put it in front of him. If you don’t give it to him, who else can you give it to?

"I don't need it." Li Suo frowned, indicating that he didn't need it.

"But you saved your beautiful sister." In order to thank him, isn't it right to serve him a bowl of soup? Ze Kesi looked at the man in front of him with some confusion.

"No need." No matter how delicious or beautiful these things are, I don't like them.

"But..." Ze Kesi was speechless.

"Would you like to have a drink and see? Parr's craftsmanship is not bad." Mi Xiaoxiao drank the already lukewarm soup in the bowl and said with a faint smile. This soup was not her fault. It was indeed good, but a little oily. But if you don’t drink so much, it still tastes good and you won’t feel tired.

Li Suo looked at Mi Xiaoxiao, frowned, paused, and finally reached out to take the soup in Ze Kesi's hand and took a sip.

The soup is not hot. It is an autumn thing, and it is still night. Even if it is a steaming bowl of soup, it is almost cold after going back and forth for a few times. The soup does not taste good when it is cold, but it is still warm. is better.

"Not bad, right?" Parr looked at Li Suo with a smile, but he couldn't help feeling happy. For some reason, he didn't seem to want to stop this happy mood.

"Yeah." He responded with a muffled voice, but he put the bowl on the table. He took a sip just now and never moved it again.

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