Jiang Zebei let go of Chen Mengtian's hand, turned around and strode towards the path up the mountain.

He heard Chen Mengtian's words and knew that the other party had never thought of marrying him.

Even though he knew it was the same thing, he still couldn't stand it when the other party said it.

He is so unbearable?

Chen Qing's soft-legged shrimp was a few years older than him. He didn't look like a man, and he looked weaker than the stupid sister in the village.

However, Jiang Zebei didn't think about it. This stupid sister was a famous big and thick girl in the village.

Even the two Chen Qings are not as good as one stupid sister.

Although Chen Qing looks like a slut and has no masculinity, he cannot be compared with the silly sister.

Jiang Zebei was still angry inside, and he really didn't know what Chen Mengtian liked Chen Qing.

Jiang Zebei was still angry in front, and Chen Mengtian looked at his back, feeling speechless.

Did she say something wrong again?

Why does this kid have so much thought?

Looking at Jiang Zebei's back, she curled her lips and chased after him.

While chasing, he shouted: "Xiaoze, you just said you wanted to find me a pheasant soup to stew. Don't be empty-handed later. I'm hooked up by you. Today I want to drink chicken soup..."

Jiang Zebei, who was walking in front, heard Chen Mengtian's name and stopped suddenly.

He turned around and looked coldly, staring at Chen Mengtian who was catching up with him.

"Don't call me Xiaoze, and don't call me Xiaobei!"

Chen Mengtian didn't expect that Jiang Zebei would have such a big temper because of a title.

Look, this face is so gloomy that it seems that it can drip water.

How come a little boy is so generous?

Chen Mengtian was not angry, but felt a little reluctant.

Because she felt like she was bullying a child, she never thought that she was only one year older than Jiang Zebei.

"Okay, okay, then don't you call you Xiaoze, Xiaobei, how about I call you Zebei?"

Chen Mengtian walked towards Jiang Zebei, with a little comforting tone.

Jiang Zebei really took this trick, and his face improved a lot.

When he saw Chen Mengtian catching up, he turned around and continued to walk forward.

The latter caught up with him and continued the previous question, "Zebei, you promised to stew chicken soup for me, don't regret it."

A sound of expectation sounded at the foot of the mountain.

The young man walking in front showed a little disgust at the angle that Chen Mengtian did not see.

But he responded to her, "Yeah."

This sound was right, Chen Mengtian stopped in his ears by the sharp ears.

"You agreed, and you agreed not to regret it!"

Chen Mengtian was very happy, not just because she could drink chicken soup.

What she cares most about is height.

Jiang Zebei is one year younger than her, and is 1.7 meters tall.

And she is not even 1.6 meters away now, and her body is too short.

Drinking chicken soup can increase height.

When I heard Chen Mengtian laughing happily because of drinking chicken soup, the disgust on Jiang Zebei who was walking in front became even more obvious.

Chen Mengtian is not only becoming more and more stupid, but why is she becoming less and less promising?

He thought he had never treated the other party’s food badly.

Although there is not a meal at home, every time he goes to town, he leaves enough meat so that she can eat meat every two days.

Chen Mengtian didn't know that Jiang Zebei, who was walking in front, had given her the hat of being a loser, greedy and stupid.

She followed the other person with a silly smile on her face, thinking about gaining her height of 1.73 meters again.
Chapter completed!