Rebirth 80: Xueba's Wife is a Little Sweet Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Your aunt and your surname

It was only eleven o'clock, and it wasn't dinner time. There were no other customers in the store except He Nan. He sat near the door with two bowls of steaming shredded pork noodles in front of him.

There are also two meat dishes.

As soon as Shen Mianmian approached, he smelled the aroma of meat.

"Brother He, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"I just arrived too." He Nan motioned her to sit down, "Eat noodles."

Shen Mianmian sat down obediently, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother He, have you read what's in the book?"

"No." He Nan replied lightly and continued to eat, as if he wasn't interested in what was in the book.

Shen Mianmian: "…"

Do you want to remind her that there are love letters in it?

Will Big Brother He dislike her for being troublesome?

"Do you have something to say to me?" He Nan put down his chopsticks and looked at her, "It has something to do with English books?"

The little girl's expression was too obvious, she was as smart as He Nan, so she could naturally see what she wanted to say.

This girl is afraid of him. If he doesn't ask, she'll probably be entangled in her heart for a long time, and she won't be able to eat well.

I didn't expect He Nan to ask directly, so Shen Mianmian didn't hide it at all.

"When I was reading this English book the other day, a small note fell out from the facade, like a love letter someone wrote to you."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at him with a guilty conscience, and read someone else's note privately. She wasn't sure if He Nan would mind.

"Love letter?"

He Nan frowned.

Is this not happy that she read the note? Shen Mianmian quickly explained, "I didn't read it on purpose, I... The note fell to the ground at that time, and I didn't know it was written to you by someone else..."

Before he could finish his words, He Nan lightly interrupted him, "My aunt bought that book for me."

"what?"

Shen Mianmian opened his mouth in astonishment.

His aunt gave it to him?

Who put the stuff in there, and she didn't know if she had a brain cramp, so she blurted out, "What's your aunt's name?"

As soon as the words came out, she wanted to bite off her own mouth.

She said so euphemistically, Big Brother He shouldn't understand what she meant?

He Nan's face darkened, "I don't have a cousin."

Shen Mianmian: "…"

She bowed her head in embarrassment, she didn't dare to raise her head, and her cheeks were even hotter.

Speaking of which, He Nan's age is much younger than her previous life, she can be his aunt, but his aura is too strong, she can treat Lu Siyuan and Du Xiaohui as bear children.

But he couldn't think of He Nan as his eldest nephew.

When facing him, it seems that the child's IQ in his body will be suppressed.

"With your head buried so low, can you catch vegetables?" He Nan frowned slightly when he saw that she had been eating noodles with her head down, and the two plates of meat dishes barely moved.

If you don't take advantage of her young age, make up for it quickly, and after two years of bone formation, she really won't grow taller.

Her height is still a little short now, and it is not easy to rub her hair. It should be almost the same if she grows another twenty centimeters.

Hearing her words, Shen Mianmian's chopsticks, which were originally intended to hold the noodles, immediately turned to the meat dish, took a piece of meat and ate it.

Hmm...it smells good.

Shen Mianmian knew that He Nan brought her to dinner and ordered meat dishes every time, 80% of which was because she was small and malnourished.

But his aura was too strong, her hand holding vegetables was uncontrollably stiff.

So she could only keep hypnotizing herself in her heart. The person on the opposite side was much smaller than her own soul, so she regarded him as her eldest nephew, and he wouldn't eat her, so don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

(end of this chapter)

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