Chapter 119

LAN Jingyan sat on the sofa, eating while browsing with his mobile phone, very absorbed.

Tong fenyue found him, pulling Fu Zhiran to speed up the pace, "Jing Yan, Xiao ran made some soup, I'm sorry to send it, I have to accompany her."

Fu Zhiran

Why reverse the truth?

LAN Jingyan takes his eyes away from his mobile phone and raises his head. His eyes are the first to pass Fu Zhiran's face. His handsome face is calm.

Then look at Tong Fen Yue, do not hurry, do not slow down: "if you are very idle, you can go to the army to see my father. He was injured in hospital when he was training with the new recruits. It was very serious. Last night, just after the operation, you just went to take care of him."

Although he didn't believe that the soup was made by Fu Zhiran, his eyes still couldn't help glancing at the thermos bucket that Fu Zhiran was holding.

Fu Zhiran understood why after getting off the bus, Tong fenyue wanted to find an excuse to let her carry the thermos bucket.

She had a plot in her heart.

Tong fenyue's face suddenly changed. She said angrily, "it's good to be dead. I can remarry and have a chance to find little fresh meat."

Said cold-blooded heartless, but the tone of ruthlessness is not enough.

It's kind of like a dead duck.

Hear the name of LAN qinsong, Fu Zhiran's eyes, also in that moment, flashed a sneer.

LAN qinsong, you also have a day in the hospital!

Tong fenyue doesn't continue the topic of LAN qinsong's injury. He wants to take the soup in Fu Zhiran's hand and put it in front of LAN Jingyan. "The soup that Xiao ran made for you, if you don't drink it, pour it out yourself."

That means obviously: Xiaoran cooked it himself, depending on whether you are willing to give up.

LAN Jingyan looked at the heat preservation bucket, then raised his eyelids and looked at Fu Zhiran, "Fu Zhiran, did you cook it?"

His deep black eyes, keen as if can see everything.

Fu Zhiran has no confidence to admit, want to deny, but just lips just moved, Tong fenyue suddenly give her a look, don't let her say.

She nodded in a strange way, "... Yes."

Tong fenyue gives her a satisfied look, and then stoops to sit down beside LAN Jingyan, "Xiao Ran has no time to put on his shoes, so he runs to your room to see you are not here. He is so disappointed."

LAN Jingyan's eyes still stay on Fu Zhiran. Fu Zhiran is flustered. She shakes her head and says casually, "I'm sleepwalking."

That's a bad reason.

But no matter how bad the reason she finds, Ms. Tong fenyue can make a topic for her, "look, Xiaoran, she dreams of you."

Fu Zhiran

Miss Tong, it's a waste of time for you not to write novels.

"Good!"

LAN Jingyan suddenly nodded, then stretched out his hand, opened the heat preservation bucket and looked at the oily soup in his eyes.

He didn't even frown. He picked up the spoon and began to drink.

See, Tong fenyue secretly made a victory gesture to Fu Zhiran.

It's a little bit better.

Fu Zhiran was embarrassed and lowered her head.

"You two are talking. I'll go first." Tong fenyue suddenly gets up with her bag.

After saying hello, she left in a hurry. She was in a hurry, like something urgent.

LAN Jingyan looked up at her and bent her lips in a funny way.

"Fu Zhiran, are you such a woman of duplicity?"

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Fu Zhiran.

Fu Zhiran was stunned and looked at his black eyes. She didn't even have the courage to lie.

"After you fall in love with Rong Yue, you stay with me in an extreme way and show me all kinds of kindness. What's your purpose?"