The angry cold moon suddenly threw out the dagger in his hand. The sharp dagger passed through the air, and then it was firmly inserted into the TV screen. Then, with a click, the TV screen showing the horror film was black.
"I'll go... Leng Yue, you're crazy. This TV is a brand-new movie watching TV that I just bought when I arrived in Liangcheng. It can experience the giant screen movie watching mode. It cost me 20000 yuan, and you just gave it up!"
"Not promising." Lengyue said coldly, then got up and left.
Leng Jue looked at the figure who left angrily, and his expression was more worried.
"Women are so grumpy that no one wants them in the future."
This... He just watches TV. Is this annoying anyone!
……
The next day.
Luo Fanxing felt the temperature nearby. She opened her eyes immediately. When she saw that it was Xi'er, she had no choice but to laugh.
Accustomed to being immersed in the realm of self-protection, she always sleeps lightly, but this night, she rarely sleeps selflessly.
If it hadn't been for Xier, she might not have woken up!
"Good morning, Heather."
She reached out her hand and stroked Xi'er, who had become white all over. "In the future, no one can hurt you again."
Xi'er seemed to be able to understand. She came forward and rubbed her face.
Luo Fanxing glanced at the bandaged hand. Not to mention, Fu tingshen's bandage was pretty. Unlike before, there was only one person injured each time. She didn't want anyone to help. She always dealt with it by herself.
It's not a problem for her as long as she's alive and breathing.
She tidied up and went downstairs.
Fu tingshen was already sitting in the living room. He was looking at something on the tablet.
Seeing her coming downstairs, he simply turned off the tablet.
"How do you feel?"
"Very good."
Luo Fanxing answered softly and put Xi'er in his arms on the ground.
She went straight to the sofa and sat down opposite him.
Xi'er was very obedient. She came to Luo Fanxing gently and lay down at her feet.
"What would you like to eat?" He asked.
Luo Fanxing thought for a while and frowned slightly, "is it mingyuexuan again?"
Seeing Luo Fanxing's expression, Fu tingshen lowered his voice: "don't you like it?"
"It's not that I don't like it. I just think it's boring and troublesome." Mingyuexuan is still some distance away from Lijing Bay. It's annoying just to think about it.
"There's food in the kitchen. What would you like to eat?"
Hearing this, Luo Fanxing looked at the man in front of him brightly: "can you do it?"
Fu tingshen nodded softly, "a little bit."
Hearing this, Luo Fanxing became interested. A man like Fu tingshen, who is lavish in spending money, can forget the existence of dust and flinch at the price of any breakfast. He even told her that he can cook breakfast.
It's really novel. After all, she can't do it.
Seeing Luo Fanxing's expectant expression on his face, Fu tingshen stretched out his hand to loosen the button on his collar, and then got up.
"It may take a little more time to do it now."
Luo Fanxing smiled: "it's worth looking forward to, isn't it?"
Fu tingshen went to the kitchen. He stretched out his hand, rolled up his sleeve, and opened the refrigerator. There were some imported ingredients on display in the refrigerator, which needed professional treatment.
But fortunately, there was a box of organic eggs.
"Can I have noodles?" He asked.
Luo Fanxing leaned lazily at the kitchen door. Hearing the man's inquiry, he smiled: "OK."
With Luo Fanxing's approval, Fu tingshen began to cook noodles and fried eggs on the stove.
Luo Fanxing looked at what Fu tingshen had done. It was really like that. Fu tingshen was very standard when frying eggs. The fried eggs were put into the pot and soon shaped into poached eggs.
After the noodles were cooked, Fu tingshen put the fried poached eggs on the noodles and carefully cut some shallots with a knife and sprinkled them on the noodles as decorations.
Fu tingshen brought the cooked noodles to the table.
One bowl for each person, just right.
"Try it."
Fu tingshen handed her chopsticks.
Luo Fanxing reached out and took it. Looking at the noodles with great appetite in front of her, she hooked up a shallow arc at the corner of her mouth, and then tasted it.
Not salty but not light, the taste was just good, mixed with the fragrance of eggs and shallots, which made her feel surprisingly good.
It tastes better than eating mingyuexuan.
Fu Ting stared at Luo Fanxing's serious taste of the action, and looked at it for a long time before he quietly took back his sight.
The two men sat opposite each other, eating noodles. When he Feng came in, he saw such a harmonious scene.
On weekdays, Fu tingshen seldom dines in lijingwan's residence. He has eaten here since Miss Luo came, but they all come from Mingyue Xuan. After all, no matter how good it is to go out to eat, it is not as good as what you do in your own restaurant!
But when did mingyuexuan sell noodles again?
It seems not!
Take out? Obviously not! He has been waiting outside. The delivery man can't fly. How can he bring things in under his nose.
However, Fu Shao and Miss Luo are really eating noodles now!
He Feng doubted where this side came from.
The atmosphere was so subtle that he Feng dared not go out for a moment. Finally, Fu tingshen opened his mouth and he Feng dared to come forward.
"Fu Shao, lengsha connected me and said that there was a piece of information that needed to be connected with you as soon as possible."
"I see." Fu tingshen simply replied and turned his eyes to Luo Fanxing.
Luo Fanxing put down his chopsticks and gently licked his lower lip. It seemed that there was still some unfinished business.
Fu Ting looked at her face and smiled: "how does it taste?"
"You did a good job." Luo Fanxing said simply.
When Fu tingshen heard the speech, his smile became stronger.
He Feng, who was standing by, was really shocked.
This... This... This... This... This... Was... Made by... Fu Shao?
God!
Fu Shao can cook!
This is simply
If this news is put in the film League, I'm afraid no one will believe it!
"Cough..."
He Feng coughed stiffly without respite.
Fu tingshen glanced at He Feng coldly, and he Feng hurried out with understanding.
When Fu tingshen saw that Luo Fanxing ate something and went to tease Xi'er, he said, "what's the plan today?"
Luo Fanxing looked up at him and said, "not yet. What's the matter?"
"A new batch of locomotives have arrived at the arena. They are all the latest models. Go and help Lin choose one." Fu tingshen smiled lightly: "the boy has been feeling very depressed since he recovered from the injury. Giving him a motorcycle makes him feel refreshed."
When Luo Fanxing hears the speech, he can't help raising his eyebrows at the thought of Fu Yunye.
In the last game, Fu performed really well. Unfortunately, he met Xuanqi. Otherwise, Fu has a chance to win the first place.
For this reason, the boy was really angry for a long time and always wanted to increase his speed by 30 seconds.
Although her apprentice is young and vigorous, she is also a good young man.
"Yes." She promised to come down.