Rong Qingqing still has the sour taste of oranges lingering in her head.
She really got so sour that tears came out.
Hearing Shen Jue laughing gloatingly by the side, Rong Qingqing was so angry that she bent down and wiped her tears on Shen Jue’s arm twice.
Only after seeing his sleeve crumpled did she feel relieved.
"You should eat more." Rong Qingqing likes sweet things, not sour.
But because eating too much sweet food causes acne and weight gain, she rarely touches desserts.
Shen Jue continued to laugh softly, and seeing Rong Qingqing really suffering from the sourness, he urged her to have some tea to wash away the sour taste in her mouth.
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Rong Honghui’s expression was better, just surprised at how well Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing got along.
Rong Honghui also realized something else, that Rong Qingqing seemed much more cheerful when interacting with Shen Jue.
Meanwhile, Rong Jiaojiao had her fists clenched in her pockets, her nails leaving marks on her palms.
In Rong Jiaojiao’s eyes, Rong Qingqing was doing it on purpose, purposely showing off affection with Shen Jue in front of her.
Rong Qingqing was deliberately ignoring her, letting her see how well Shen Jue treated her.
Rong Qingqing was intentionally trying to annoy her.
"In a while, there’ll be Yongchun mandarins, they’re sweet, you can eat those." Shen Jue reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Rong Qingqing’s eyes. "Alright, stop crying."
Perhaps Shen Jue’s sudden gesture of wiping tears or his sudden gentle words caused it.
Rong Qingqing froze there.
Her little heart skipped a couple of beats.
It was a bit strange, but not unpleasant feeling.
"I wasn’t crying, it was a physiological reaction to the sourness." Rong Qingqing awkwardly turned her face away and pushed Shen Jue’s arm, "Eat more, you can have it all, more sour is good for you."
"I like daughters," Shen Jue said after tasting the orange that Rong Qingqing despised.
Yeah, it was indeed quite sour.
Shen Jue thought, if the saying that sourness leads to sons and spiciness to daughters is true, then Rong Qingqing really should avoid sour things.
"Then good luck to you!" Rong Qingqing patted Shen Jue’s shoulder, "Whether it’s a son or a daughter depends on the guy. If you want a daughter, then work hard! Keep at it, and your dream might just come true."
Rong Qingqing laughed to herself.
A single guy daring to say he likes daughters.
She reckoned, with Shen Jue being such a homebody, he might still be single for ten or a hundred years.
After Rong Qingqing and Shen Jue bantered for so long, even Rong Honghui’s face didn’t look too good.
"Qingqing~" Rong Honghui forcefully interrupted Shen Jue and Rong Qingqing’s conversation and spoke up.
"About last night, it was your cousin’s fault. When you had an incident, she was also worried. She didn’t know you had claustrophobia, so she played a little joke on you. If she knew you were afraid of the dark, she definitely wouldn’t have done it."
"I’m going to have your cousin apologize to you." As Rong Honghui spoke, he directly dragged the silent Rong Jiaojiao from behind to the front and said sternly, "Aren’t you going to apologize to your cousin?"
"Please don’t!" Rong Qingqing spoke up before Rong Jiaojiao could open her mouth.
"There’s a lot that Rong Jiaojiao didn’t expect, she almost cost me half my life; luckily, she’s not very bright. If she was, would I still be alive?"