Chapter 42: Quarreling at the Dinner Table

  "Good evening." Blue Shadow softly greeted.

  It turned out that Zhuang He was stunned, "You're here too." Glancing at Xia An'an: Fortunately, I'm a magnanimous person, otherwise I would have beaten the wrong person!

  "What are you doing in your room?" Xia Anan curiously looked inside his room, and took the opportunity to slip in quietly while Zhuang He wasn't paying attention.

  Just as she stood firm, Xia An'an seemed to feel that there was a flash of green light in front of her eyes. Was it an illusion?

  Zhuang He hastily grabbed Xia An'an and didn't let out a sigh of relief until he made sure that everything in the room seemed to be okay.

  "What the...! You're grabbing my wrist!" She looked down and saw that it was Zhuang Xiaohua. "Damn you, Zhuang Xiaohua!" Xia An'an shook off his hand and growled through gritted teeth.

  But in her heart, a strange feeling arose, indescribable, something she had never felt before, with an inexplicable tension.

  "How many times have I been to this crappy room? What are you afraid of?" Xia Anan glared at Zhuang He with a ferocious expression.

  "This door is really pitiful for following me." Zhuang He said with an extremely disgusted tone on the side.

  This... is also true, she couldn't help but be shocked. However, fortunately her face was thick-skinned, and immediately she raised her head: "What's going on?!"

  "Moreover!" Zhuang He immediately knew that Xia An'an was this virtuous painting.

  "Uh..." Blue Shadow cautiously interjected, "Auntie Li is calling you all to eat dinner, she's already called many times."

  "Oh!" Xia An'an slapped her forehead, looked at Li Shuo who was sighing downstairs with a meaningful glance, and immediately changed her expression. "Let's go! A Ying, we'll just go! Don't bother about that picky eater who is as finicky as someone picking gold. It's best if we all help him finish his food."

  Having said that, he pulled Blue Shadow and headed downstairs.

  "Little Anzi! This is my home, you know!" Zhuang He casually turned off the lights and looked at the room that had fallen into darkness. A pair of sparkling eyes appeared in the dark, and Zhuang He gestured for her to follow him as he chased after Xia An'an downstairs.

  This meal was exceptionally sumptuous, with nine dishes and one soup. It seems that Aunt Li had prepared ahead of time.

  Xia An'an was not polite at all, sitting in front of her favorite braised pork trotters with a smile that was a bit silly.

  "Eat your brother, and still so happy. Tsk tsk." Zhuang He let Blue Shadow sit down as well, looking at Xia An'an's current foodie appearance with great disdain.

  Xia Anan heard it and looked at the braised pig's trotters in front of him, taking half a day to react, his eyes spewing fire, he slapped the table and stood up, "I'll eat you, brother!"

  Lan Ying covered her mouth with great difficulty on one side, laughing so hard that she was almost out of breath. These two jokers couldn't even eat a meal in peace.

  At this time, Li Shuo came out and served a bowl of rice to each person, smiling: "Don't be angry, young master's mouth is famous for being quick-tempered, let's eat first."

  Just as Xia An'an had just picked up her chopsticks, Li Shu suddenly slapped her forehead: "The young master hasn't taken his medicine yet? I'll go upstairs to get it." After that, she went to fetch the medicine.

  "You really are sick, aren't you?" Xia Anan said incredulously, staring at Zhuang He's handsome face.

  "A great man does not remember the wrongs of a small person."

  "I'll go help you pour hot water." Lan Ying looked at Xia An'an and sincerely felt helpless, got up to help Zhuang He pour water.

  When Blue Shadow said that, Xia An'an was really embarrassed and poked Zhuang He's arm with chopsticks: "Are you really sick? Didn't you say you were a Transformer before?"

  Zhuang endured the urge to hit someone with great effort, constantly reminding himself: This is just a boiling pot of noise.