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"Thanks."
Qin Nuan smiled and took the lunch box, "It's my favorite Kung Pao Chicken!"
As she spoke, she scooped up a piece of diced chicken with a spoon and put it into her mouth.
¡°I burned so many calories by walking today, so eating some meat shouldn¡¯t be a mistake.
After taking the first bite, Qin Nuan turned to Song Zhan beside him and said, "It tastes pretty good."
When he turned his head, Song Zhan was putting the rice into his mouth with a spoon. When he took the first bite of rice, he frowned habitually. Although it was only for a moment, Qin Nuan was still keenly aware that Song Zhan didn't seem to like it very much. Eat this fast food product.
Qin Nuan's eyes fell on Song Zhan's eyebrows, and she asked, "Are you not used to this?"
Song Zhan¡¯s hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly and replied: ¡°No.¡±
After saying this, Song Zhan took two more bites of rice, but found that Qin Nuan had not moved.
He turned to look at Qin Nuan and found that she had been staring at him. She pinched the lunch box with her fingertips and pressed a corner of the box into a dent.
Song Zhan raised his head and moved his eyes from Qin Nuan's fingers to her face.
Seeing that her expression was not good, Song Zhan asked: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Song Zhan¡¯s clean and deep voice pulled Qin Nuan out of his thoughts.
She trembled violently, shook her head after recovering, and said, "It's nothing, I just thought of someone."
"Who?" Song Zhan looked into Qin Nuan's eyes and asked.
¡°I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because the moonlight tonight is too gentle, or because Song Zhan¡¯s eyes are too affectionate at this moment, or because getting along with Song Zhan made Qin Nuan take off his guard.
She replied in a strange way: "It's me he should be considered my brother."
Song Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly and said with doubt in his voice, "Brother?"
Seeing Song Zhan¡¯s doubtful eyes, Qin Nuan hurriedly shook his head. She only has one brother, Qin Shi, in this world. Where did she come from?
After thinking for a while, she explained: "Not my biological brother, but a little brother I picked up."
It¡¯s true to say that she picked it up. She had indeed picked up Mumu on the roadside.
Hearing the word "pick up", Song Zhan frowned. He stared at Qin Nuan with an eyebrow. The emotions in his heart were overwhelming, like a stormy sea. Even if he deliberately suppressed it and maintained the surface calm, he could not control his trembling fingertips.
¡°The so-called¡picked up¡brother¡could it be him?
Whether you ask or not is just a matter of your own thoughts.
After just thinking for a moment, Song Zhan made up his mind.
The person you love is the person in front of you, so why hold back the doubts in your heart and secretly doubt and speculate?
At first, he thought that she would not remember her after thirteen years, so he let go of the past and wanted to get to know her again, using the identity of an adult man.
After all, thirteen years ago, he was more like a "younger brother" who relied on and liked his sister, as Qin Nuan said. As I grow older, this feeling gradually changes.
So Song Zhan groaned and asked tentatively: "Did you pick up Mumu?"
Hearing the word "Mumu", Qin Nuan was so surprised that she almost knocked over the lunch box in her hand. She stood up, looked down at Song Zhan and said incoherently: "How you how do you know this name? Could it be"
Qin Nuan "could it be" that it took a long time to finish the sentence, "could it be that you wore it too?"
Song Zhan smiled meaningfully and asked instead of answering, "Can you tell me why when you saw me eating this, you thought of youand Mumu?"
After a pause, Song Zhan put down the lunch box in his hand, and then asked: "What kind of person is he?"
Mentioning Mu Mu, Qin Nuan's lips spread into a smile unconsciously, "He looks like a young man from a rich family who was raised by a golden child. I don't know what happened, but he is living on the street in such a mess. He still remembers that he has a very serious problem." He was mysophobic and refused to sit on the floor or eat other people's leftovers. When I saw him, his legs were so stiff that he fainted in my arms from hunger." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com