Chapter 4401: glass heart

"It's okay..."

Shang He suddenly turned his head, avoiding her gaze, grabbed a piece of pancake and took a big bite, but was choked and hiccuped.

"You slow down," Ling Luoyu patted her back silently: "Fatty, water!"

Feng Chenglin took off the kettle on the fire, poured out a bowl of warm water, and watched it lively.

"It is said that from the aspect of eating, you can see a person's fate... the aspect of eating of this beggar and rewarder is absolutely different!"

Shang He was beating his chest, trying to beat the choked pancake down.

Only after hearing Feng Chenglin's words, he raised his head suddenly, waiting for him like a knife.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Chenglin was speechless.

What is this little girl's heart made of?

Glass?

How could one sentence accidentally poke her glass heart? !

Before he finished his words, Shang He suddenly took the water bowl, suddenly raised his hand, and poured a bowl of water onto Feng Chenglin's face.

"Feng, you remember it to me, no one is born to beg for food!!"

"I……"

Fengchenglin was full of water, speechless and wronged.

"I didn't say anything? What are you doing so excited?"

Ling Luoyu thoughtlessly sank: "Shang He, the fat man is not malicious, he just made a joke...it means that you were eating too fast, so you choked!"

"That's right... Isn't your little girl a little too anxious to hear anything good?!"

Feng Chenglin wiped the water off his face, glanced at Shang He weirdly, and after exchanging gazes with Ling Luoyu, he turned and sat by the campfire and took off his coat.

"Okay, from now on, I will be a dumb...I really still have the temper of the eldest lady, it's hard to say!"

As long as it is a little bit minded, they won't care too much about him.

But Shang He's reaction was even more radical than that of unminded people.

What is she excited about?

Feng Chenglin quietly looked at her, and exchanged glances with Ling Luoyu again.

Ling Luoyu also noticed something strange, but calmly poured a bowl of water again.

"Shang He, my brother really didn't have any bad intentions. After you have been in contact for a long time, you will know..."

Shang He glanced at the two of them with complicated eyes, bowed his head to take the water bowl, held it in his hands, curled up into a ball, and said nothing.

For a while, the "crack" of the bonfire was left between the three of them, and there were laughter from people outside.

For a long time, Shang He choked up and muttered, "Sorry, I am not...just..."

She wanted to explain, but found it difficult to speak. She didn't know where to start, and she babbled for a long time without saying a few words.

Feng Chenglin slowly turned his head, his face looked like a dog.

Cry!

It seems he should be the one who should cry! ?

He is the one splashed with water!

What's it like to be splashed with clothes on this cold day! ?

Ling Luoyu glanced at it, and he quietly protested with a sense of interest. He just opened his mouth, but didn't utter a sound.

"I was evoked by his words..."

Shang He turned the water bowl, curled up there helplessly, weak.

"Because my family also taught me a lot when I was very young... But after the accident, I was left out and I didn't care about these etiquette!"