Chapter 42

On weekdays, the kitchen is made according to the taste of game Cheng. It happens that Fu Xiaoning is not used to it. For this, Fu Xiaoning has complained for a long time, but all the food on the table today is Fu Xiaoning's favorite food, which game Cheng specially ordered the kitchen.

Fu Xiaoning looked at the rich breakfast on the table, all of which he had unintentionally said to game Cheng. He was moved and unconsciously gazed at game Cheng with a smile. Her eyes were full of love, shining and directly reflected into game Cheng's heart, and his heart turned into a spring water.

Game Cheng Hui looked at Fu Xiaoning, looked at her adoration for herself and thousands of gentle eyes, patted her head: "always stupefied, still eat?"

Fu Xiaoning embarrassed reaction come over, vomit tongue, haven't stretched out chopsticks, a crystal steamed bun fell into her plate.

The game becomes to use chopsticks to gently point Fu Xiaoning's plate, and then pick up the chopsticks on the plate and put them into Fu Xiaoning's hand: "what are you staring at? Eat quickly. Didn't you tell me before that you wanted to eat crystal steamed buns? I specially asked your father what flavor you like to eat. "

Fu Xiaoning's face was dyed red. The blush came from his cheek to his ear. The water in his eyes was flowing.

Seeing her shy and lovely appearance, she couldn't help leaning over and kissing Fu Xiaoning gently on the top of her head.

The sound of chopsticks pounding on the table.

Zhang Liangxin is biting her teeth, her face is red, and sweat seems to come out from her forehead. Her hand is on the table, and the chopsticks she patted on the table are below.

"What's the matter with you?" He asked coldly.

Just now that gentle and friendly game seemed to disappear in a second. He turned his head indifferently, glanced at Zhang Liangxin and asked in a distant tone. But from his unfocused eyes and turning back to Fu Xiaoning from time to time, we can see that he was not interested in the answer, just a stylized question.

But Zhang Liangxin is not willing to give up the chance to talk with game Cheng. She put away all her fierce expressions and replied in a sweet tone: "game Cheng, I accidentally dropped my chopsticks on the table just now. It's OK. Thank you for your concern. Game Cheng, do you want to eat this or not? It should be delicious."

Zhang Liangxin picked up a fried bun from the plate in front of her and wanted to put it on the plate.

Her chopsticks were held up and stuck in the air.

Game into ignore her action, just light said: "since it's OK, then be careful, don't suddenly make such a big noise at the table, we have to eat."

When he said this, he did not look at Zhang Liangxin for a moment.

Zhang Liangxin's eyebrows were twisted together. Holding the chopsticks hanging in the air, she took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Yicheng, you should taste this. It's delicious." This time, she reached directly over the table and added the Fried Bun to the game plate.

"No, thank you." Game into suddenly raised his hand, his plate away some, Zhang Liangxin's action can only stop in the air.

"Just take care of yourself. You should still be sober. This is my home. You are the guest. How can we let the guest serve the host? Besides, we'd better help ourselves and keep it clean."

He didn't take his eyes back from Fu Xiaoning, who was buried in his meal. His face was still with a smile deliberately suppressed, shallow but full of deep feeling.

Zhang Liangxin awkwardly takes back her chopsticks and throws the fried dumpling on her plate.

She will face aside, don't want to see the game to deal with Xiaoning love, good-looking eyebrows are erect, lips tightly closed.

But Zhang Liangxin today wasted so much thought to come here to fight for the success of the game, can't so easily admit defeat, she clenched her fist hard, and tried to close her eyes, opened, and then brought back the kind of habitual smile that had been practiced many times, as well as the sweet boring voice.

"Qicheng, do you remember the night when we were on the third day of junior high school? It was the night I stayed at your house. Do you remember what happened? " Zhang Liangxin deliberately said very vague, but also with a little shy, easy to misunderstand.

When he heard Zhang Liangxin's words, he felt disdain. He knew that Zhang Liangxin must do something when she came here today, otherwise she would not give up. He wanted to see what else she could say.

It turns out that Fu Xiaoning, who has always been obsessed with crystal steamed stuffed bun and is shy and doesn't want to look up, feels a little uncomfortable when she hears Zhang Liangxin's vague words and Jiao Didi's attitude. She puts down her chopsticks.

"What's the matter with you? Why don't you eat?" When the game was established, he noticed Fu Xiaoning's action and asked, "did you just eat one? Isn't it delicious? "

Fu Xiaoning had to go back: "it's delicious, I like it very much.".

"Then why not? Weren't you tired last night?" He was joking, with a twinkling smile.

Fu Xiaoning felt that her cheek was burning again. This time, her neck was red. It seemed that she was beside a blazing fire, which warmed people's heart. So she picked up chopsticks, lowered her head, and began to fight with her breakfast. She didn't care about Zhang Liangxin's play. She could understand the meaning of the game. He didn't want to be involved in the war, He wanted to protect her from all sides.Zhang Liangxin's face is going to be green. She completely ignores all her words. She is eager.

"That was the time when we danced together in the third year of junior high school and stayed at your house when we were both drunk..."

Her high tone is harsh and uncomfortable in the quiet villa.

"Of course, I remember that time when I asked the driver to take you home, you refused and then slept in the guest room."

Zhang Liangxin didn't expect to tell the truth like this. She thought that for fear of being misunderstood by Fu Xiaoning, he would cover up their childhood.

"I still remember that there was another boy sleeping in the guest room with you, but I don't remember who he was. You have too many" good friends. "

Game into Zhang Liangxin showed a smile, with obvious sneer inside, cold eyes, almost to pierce Zhang Liangxin, even this ironic eyes, also did not stay in Zhang Liangxin for long.

Zhang Liangxin is so dull that she can't say anything. She is completely separated from Fu Xiaoning. The two of them seem to form a boundary with the outside world. Inside, there is a continuous flow of sweet and gentle air. No matter what happens outside, they don't care.