Luo Yangyang's wrist was also held by Feng Sheng. She could feel it without raising her eyes. Feng Qiyue's sight fell on them.

At this time, Luo Yang only felt the hot temperature from the palm of the canonization, which burned her wrist.

"Brother, this is the second brother's position. I'd better sit opposite." Luo Yangyang earned a little and couldn't take back his wrist. He had to smile at Feng Shengtian.

However.

Before she finished, Feng Sheng pushed her shoulder and pressed her in Feng Yi's position: "just sit here."

Luo Yangyang sat on pins and needles. She didn't have the courage to see what Feng Qiyue looked like.

Although Feng Qiyue looked more at Luoyang and canonization, he didn't think too much.

I just feel that his eldest son has suddenly become so human and knows how to take care of his sister.

After starting the meal, Luo Yangyang buried himself in hard eating, staring at the rich dishes on the table, and didn't look at the other two men on the table at all.

While Luo Yang tried to weaken his sense of existence.

Fengsheng took a piece of delicious braised meat and gently put it in Luoyang's bowl.

When taking back the chopsticks calmly, Feng Sheng said solemnly to Luo Yang: "eat more."

"..." Luo Yangyang's eyes shifted silently from the braised meat in the bowl to the sanctified face.

At this time, her brain was a mess left after the explosion, and she was almost unable to think normally.

Feng Qiyue is still on the table!

How can canonization bring food to her!

If Feng Qiyue only glanced at Luo Yangyang's behavior of taking the initiative to open his seat and let her sit next to him.

The act of canonization to bring vegetables to Luoyang was more than just glancing.

Luo Yangyang stared at Feng Sheng. In the surging eyes at the bottom of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Feng Qiyue, stopped her chopsticks and was staring at them.

Luo Yang's heart beat fast because he was nervous.

Finally, she gave the canonization a sweet and clever smile: "thank you, brother."

Seeing a small flame in the depths of Luo Yang's eyes, he just endured the small eyes he didn't dare to vent.

The cold corners of the mouth of the canonization were almost invisible.

Silence returned to the table.

But the silence at this moment is different from that ten seconds ago.

The three people on the table, except Feng Sheng, who ate with relish, Luoyang and Feng Qiyue, who were in a thousand changes of mood, didn't eat so easily.

Luo Yangyang bit the braised meat given to her by the canonization folder.

If Feng Qiyue would be more suspicious if she didn't clip the braised meat back to him, she would smash the braised meat into Feng Sheng's face.

Didn't you agree to keep a low profile?

low-key!

Does he know how to write the word "low-key"?

She's going crazy!

What makes Luoyang even more crazy is that after that, canonization brought her dishes several times.

In addition to saying, "thank you, brother. I can clip it myself." In addition, there is no way to make up your own mind and be full of authoritarian canonization.

At the end of a meal, Feng Qiyue's face didn't seem very good.

His eyes fell on Luoyang and canonization, more and more, and stayed longer and longer.

After dinner, it was too much to be canonized. Luo Yangyang found an excuse and slipped upstairs.

Feng Sheng knew that his father must have something to ask him, so he didn't hurry upstairs and drank tea with his father in the hall.

The freshly brewed tea smelled like hot tea. Feng Qiyue took a sip of tea first and carefully tasted it.

He looked at the canonization on the sofa and said meaningfully, "saint, you and Yang Yang seem to have a good relationship?"