He tried hard to maintain a smile, telling himself that he had grown up, was now in junior high, and should not bicker with this brat.
"Bro, you sit here." Knowing his brother was particularly fond of Ruan Jiaojiao, Lu Zishu stood up from his seat and offered it to him, the one next to Ruan Jiaojiao.
Lu Xian complimented him half-heartedly and then sat down in his place, feeling the anger in his heart subside somewhat.
"Jiaojiao, you eat this, it's tasty." After sitting down, the first thing Lu Xian did was transfer the mushrooms from his bowl into Ruan Jiaojiao's.
Ruan Jiaojiao was happily gnawing on the end of a chicken leg with her little hands when she heard him, she looked over, about to say thank you, when a little girl sitting opposite her spoke up.
