The Little Fairy Who Was Reborn As a School Grass Boss

Song Xiyue couldn't imagine that scene at all. Did he cook with a knife when he was a child?

Song Xiyue couldn't help feeling distressed when she thought of that picture.

Song Xiyue was silent for a while, and then she asked carefully and softly, "Did you cook by yourself when you were young?"

When Qin Junnian heard Song Xiyue's question, he chopped vegetables in his hand, "Well."

Although it's just a simple word, Song Xiyue can probably understand that Qin Junnian seemed to have experienced a lot when he was a child.

Song Xiyue's heart twitched.

He is obviously the eldest young master of a wealthy family, so why did he cook by himself when he was a child?

He was young then.

Even the parents of ordinary families are reluctant to let their children cook, let alone a top-notch wealthy family like the Qin family.

"You should have hired servants to cook, right?" Song Xiyue eagerly wanted to get to know him.

Qin Junnian lowered his head and cut vegetables without speaking, and no one could see his expression clearly.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was a little quiet, only the sound of Qin Junnian cutting vegetables was quiet.

"Dong dong dong..."

Song Xiyue's heart was a little dull, and she felt that she seemed to have mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned. She said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it."

Qin Junnian put the chopped vegetables on the plate and prepared to stir-fry.

He opened his mouth and explained softly: "No, it was because I had to take care of my mother when I was a child, so I learned to cook."

Song Xiyue suddenly remembered that when she went to the hospital before, she heard Qin Junnian's grandmother say that his mother was gone when she was very young.

Thinking of this, Song Xiyue couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Song Xiyue hesitated, opened her mouth and said, "Did you have a hard time back then?"

"I didn't feel hard at that time." Because his mother was there at that time.

Thinking of the past, when Qin Junnian spoke, his voice was low.

There seemed to be too much emotion hidden in the voice.

Qin Junnian had a good meal, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Xiyue's red eyes, and there was still a mist in his eyes.

Qin Junnian's eyes moved, and he looked down at her, "Why are you still crying?"

Qin Junnian had the urge to reach out and wipe away her tears.

"I didn't cry." Song Xiyue didn't want to say that she was very hurt just now, that she felt sorry for him.

She turned her head away and wiped the water from the corner of her eyes.

She didn't even realize that moisture had accumulated in her eyes.

Qin Junnian was silent for a while, thought for a while, and asked, "Is it because of what I said?"

Song Xiyue took a deep breath and nodded lightly, "I feel sorry for you when you were young."

Hearing this sentence, Qin Junnian understood something.

His expression moved slightly, and there was a gentle light in his eyes, "So you really care about me so much."

When he said this, Qin Junnian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the breath on his body softened.

Song Xiyue's cheeks were a little hot, and she didn't want to admit it.

But to Qin Junnian, he couldn't tell a lie.

Song Xiyue nodded lightly.

Qin Junnian touched Song Xiyue's hair with a smile, and then asked seriously, "What do you like about me?"

what do you like?

Song Xiyue was stunned.

What do you like about this?

She couldn't speak.

Could it be that in the last life, love was unforgettable?

Then Qin Junnian must have thought she was joking.

Qin Junnian saw Song Xiyue's expression in his eyes, and his eyes darkened.

His ink-like eyes were as calm as ancient wells.

He turned his head with a light expression, "So we are all still young, we can't think about it, we have to study hard."