Chapter 1085

Zhou Muqing has been helping him all the time, and Feng Jian also feels that it is very disrespectful for him to immediately separate the relationship between the two, especially knowing that he likes him and is pursuing him.

She tiptoed to touch Zhou Muqing's shoulder and patted it.

He stopped and looked at Kazami next to him, "What's wrong?"

Kazami smiled, "I'm teasing you, you seem a little bored, let me tell you a joke."

Zhou Muqing nodded, "Alright."

Then Kazami told a joke, but it was not funny, and it was a highly spread joke. It was not new and had been heard many times.

When passing through the market and approaching the dessert shop, Zhou Muqing said something to Feng Jian.

"I don't blame you, you don't have to bother to make me laugh."

In fact, these words made Feng Jian feel a little uncomfortable, because he was always forgiving her, but she couldn't do anything.

When he arrived at the dessert shop, Feng Jian chose a few items to buy, and even took the initiative to deliver the samples to Zhou Muqing's mouth, hoping that his initiative would make him happier.

Although there was no obvious change, it was getting better. On the way back, the two of them could chat calmly again, and it was relatively relaxed.

Zhou Muqing suddenly asked about Feng Jian looking for Lu Zexiao.

"Why do you insist on seeing him? What is it that makes you so difficult?"

Kazami shook his head, "It's nothing, it's been resolved now, so I won't talk about it."

He stopped and pulled her body, "Ask me before begging others for anything in the future, if I can help you, you don't have to work so hard, remember?!"

Although Feng Jian didn't want to trouble anyone in her heart, Zhou Muqing had been thinking about this matter all the time. In order to make him feel more at ease, she nodded in agreement.

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Fengjian and Zhou Muqing brought several bags of food to Qingqing's house.

Qingqing's husband hasn't come back yet, and he knew early in the morning that there was going to be a dinner party and was preparing for it.

"Wow, you bought so much."

Fengjian went to the kitchen with the cooked food and wanted to prepare it with Qingqing, but was pushed out by Qingqing, and she was stopped from going back.

"It's so boring for you to let Zhou Zhou sit outside alone, go and play with him for a while."

With a playful little look in Qingqing's eyes, Feng Jian looked at her with some reluctance, "What are you playing, I'll help you."

She immediately pointed to the two remote controls under the coffee table in the living room, "You can turn on the TV and play that baseball game with him. It's very fun. My husband and I often play it."

Qingqing didn't let herself into the kitchen, there was no other way, Feng Jian followed her arrangement and took Zhou Muqing to the living room to play video games and baseball.

"I'm not very good at hitting..."

Kazami smiled as he talked, a little emboldened.

"I just played baseball, not on TV, and it was the first time."

Hearing this, Feng Jian felt relieved. Boys have relatively developed motor skills, and the same goes for playing games. Fortunately, it's Zhou Muqing's first time playing, so even if he loses, he won't be too miserable.

The first few strokes are acceptable, but the next few strokes are unresponsive.

It is true that Zhou Muqing has never played a baseball game on TV, he can't control the gravity when throwing it out, and the return of the ball always feels like it is controlled by the game software, which has nothing to do with his own strength, and there is no way to waterproof it.

This is actually equivalent to two people playing separately, but the two-player mode displayed on the TV screen.