Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

"I don't want to eat ..." As soon as Cheng Zhiyan heard that it was medicated porridge, he suddenly lost his interest in eating. What he hated most was the smell of Chinese medicine ...

"You child, don't eat anything, how can you be ill?" Zhou Yan gave Cheng Zhi a glance, and said with a fierce tone: "You see how happy the little rabbit is, you are so old, why are you picky? "

"Mom, you know that I hate the taste of Chinese medicine the most." Cheng Zhiyan raised his head and said lightly to her.

"Well ... isn't this sold out of white porridge ..." There was a moment when Zhou Yan couldn't get a word. She turned to glance at the bunny, and pointed her to Cheng Zhi: "Look, it's only a while. Time, bunny is almost finished, you learn from bunny. "

"I didn't find anything she didn't like to eat ..." Cheng Zhiyan turned his head and glanced at the little rabbit who was snoring and eating porridge, and uttered a word quite silently.

"..." The rabbit put down the porridge bowl in her hand, drummed a small mouth, and desperately swallowed the porridge in the mouth, then said to Cheng Zhi: "Who said, I don't like ginger."

Cheng Zhiyan could not help rolling his eyes, then stuffed the medicated porridge into her hand, "Come, I'll give you this."

"..."

Zhou Zheng looked at Cheng Zhiyan and said unhappy: "It's all that, the breakfast outside is closed early, and lunch will start in two hours. You don't eat and pull down, hungry for you."

The little rabbit looked at Zhou Ye and Cheng Zhi's words, hesitated, and then said to Cheng Zhi: "Brother, don't you really eat orange juice? I think this porridge is quite fragrant."

"I don't like to eat." Cheng Zhiyan gave a light glance at the porridge and said casually.

"He's just afraid of taking Chinese medicine!" Zhou Yan supplemented the knife, "from childhood to age, the moment he let him drink the medicine, it's the same as killing him!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Zhiyan frowned, toward his mother.

"Really?" Xiaotu looked at Zhou Yi with an expression of disbelief. "But yesterday, the brother from Orange Juice drank the Chaihu granules."

"Really !?" Zhou Yan looked at Xiaotu with an unbelievable expression suddenly: "Are you dazzled?"

"Really!" Bunny nodded solemnly.

"Oh ..." Zhou Yan rolled his eyes, stood up, and said to the little rabbit: "Then this bowl of porridge, how do you try to persuade your brother to eat orange juice, mother go to your mother's department first, Come back later! "

After she said this, she turned and went out.

Leaving the bowl of medicated porridge with Cheng Zhiyan in the rabbit's hand, he sat on the chair sullenly.

For a long while, she turned her head and glanced at Cheng Zhiyan.

The expression on Cheng Zhiyan's face was a little uncomfortable. He looked down at the medicated porridge in the rabbit's hand, and looked awkwardly at her: "Eat it yourself, I'm not hungry."

"Oh ..." Rabbit nodded, stretched out his right hand without a hanging bottle, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and sent it to Cheng Zhiyan's mouth and said, "Brother Orange Juice, open your mouth, ah-"

Cheng Zhiyan bowed his head, looking at the spoon delivered to his mouth, couldn't help raising his eyebrows and whispering, "Why?"

"I feed you." The bunny looked at him very seriously and sent the spoon in his hand forward. "It's really delicious, come on, obedient, open your mouth, ah-"