Looking at Fang Xiran's gloomy expression, you will know that he must have misunderstood something.
Lu Shijin swallowed the dumplings in his mouth in twos and twos. He was about to explain that Fang Zhuoer didn't seem to notice the tension of the atmosphere. If he greeted Fang Xiran carelessly, "Brother, you're awake. It happened that your sister-in-law specially took out the dumplings you made. He is really good at craftsmanship and the dumplings are very fragrant."
"He made dumplings for me," Fang Xiran glanced at two hot plates of dumplings on the table and asked coldly. "Then what are you doing here?"
"I?" Fang Zhuoer put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "I wanted to help, but unfortunately I couldn't help. I was covered my brother's light. My sister-in-law also ordered a plate of dumplings for me. It happened that you came down. Let's take it outside and eat?"
"Forgive it. I'm afraid I'm not blessed with such delicious dumplings." Fang Xiran seemed disdainful to see these two people. He turned around and walked out and said sarcastically, "It's really fresh for my brother-in-law and sister-in-law to hide dumplings in the kitchen together in the evening. Who will believe it, hehe."
Seeing Fang Xiran left, Fang Zhuoer was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and looked at Lu Shijin innocently, "My brother... He didn't misunderstand anything, did he?"
Lu Shijin smiled, shook his head and said, "It's okay. His brain is broken. His way of thinking is different from that of us ordinary people. Don't pay attention to him."
Fang Zhuor recognized that Lu Shijin deliberately hurt Fang Xiran. Although Fang Xiran's temper did become very different from before, he still respected Fang Xiran as much as before.
Fang Zhuoer said, "I'd better go and see him. If he is angry, I'll compensate him."
"Don't go." Lu Shijin grabbed him and said lightly, "If you go there, you will only add fuel to the fire."
Fondrow was puzzled, "Why?"
Lu Shijin smiled and said lightly, "Nothing. He is in a stable mood now. Only I can coax well. Maybe you will only find yourself if you go. It's okay. I'll take care of him.
Fang Zall couldn't find a reason to refute. He frowned and said, "Okay, then... Thank you for your hard work."
Lu Shi went out with a plate of dumplings. Fang Xiran was no longer downstairs, so he went to the bedroom on the second floor to look for someone.
Fang Xiran really lay back on the bed again, facing his back to the door, in a posture that strangers should not approach.
Lu Shijin was not used to his moody bad temper. He put dumplings on the coffee table and said lightly, "Are you hungry?" Get up and eat dumplings when you are hungry.
Fang Xiran didn't say anything or move.
Lu Shijin: "If you don't eat, it will be cold."
Fang Xiran still didn't say anything.
"Isn't you really eating?" Lu Shijin raised the volume and asked again.
Fang Xiran was silent and his back was very stubborn.
Lu Shijin: "Okay, forget not to eat." He paused and began to say to himself, "The bags are all packed, and you can't waste it. Take it down and eat with Zall."
Lu Shijin picked up the plate and was about to leave. Yu Guang glanced at the man on the bed, and Fang Xiran moved his leg and couldn't lie down.
As soon as Lu Shijin's hand touched the doorknob before he could open the door, he heard Fang Xiran's cold hum behind his back.
"Sk it up."
"What? Do you want to eat again?" Lu Shi asked knowingly now.
Fang Xiran sat up from bed, "Zhull? Your name is intimate enough.
Lu Shijin turned around and said carelessly, "He is your brother, that is, my brother. What's the name of 'Zhull'?"
Fang Xiran raised his eyebrows: "Your brother? Do you really regard yourself as his sister-in-law? Who admitted it?"
"Except for you," Lu Shijin smiled politely. "Everyone in your family admits it."
Fang Xiran looked ugly: "..."
Lu Shijin put the plate back on the coffee table again, sat on the sofa, and his legs tilted up. "The skin is thin and the filling is large, fresh and juicy. Are you sure you won't eat hand-made dumplings?"
Fang Xiran was unmoved, "Who knows if there is poisoning in it?"
Lu Shijin sneered, took his chopsticks, threw a dumpling into his mouth, and said as he chewed, "Don't worry now?" Dalang?"
Fang Xiran: "What do you call me?"
"Dalang," Lu Shijin smiled narrowly. "Don't you suspect that I poisoned you?"
Fang Xiran looked down and thought about it briefly. It turned out that Lu Shiji was joking about him as Wu Dalang.
"So you admit that you are Pan Jinlian?" Fang Xiran sneered, "Water-based poplars, hook up three with four."
Lu Shijin said, "I didn't admit it. I didn't poison you, and I didn't have a treacherous man. Why do you say I'm Pan Jinlian?"
Fang Xiran mocked, "Don't you have a treacherous man?" What did you and Fang Zhuoer just do in the kitchen? You can do it. I underestimated your method. Today is just your first meeting. Is the relationship so good that he feeds you something to eat? You are when I die, don't you?"
Lu Shijin: "I'm really wrong with this. I'm sorry."
Fang Xiran seemed to have heard it clearly and was stunned, "What?"
Lu Shijin said sincerely, "I said, I'm wrong. I forgot that I have the status of a husband. Even if Fang Zhuoer feeds me, I shouldn't eat it."
Fang Xiran was ready for Lu Shijin to quarrel with him, but Lu Shijin unexpectedly apologized, making his anger like a leaking balloon, which quickly withered down.
"What are you? Cannon after horse?" Fang Xiran laughed, "Don't think you apologize and I will think it hasn't happened. To please me in front of me and hook up with Fang Drow with me on my back. Lu Shijin, you want to play with both of our Fang's men. Isn't your ambition a little bigger?"
"Where did I hook up with your brother?" Lu Shijin asked solemnly, "Is there any evidence?"
"Do you still need evidence?" Fang Xiran recalled Fang Zhuoer's appearance, and his heart became as sour as a lemon. "Don't you just think Fang Zhuoer's appearance is good, so you paste it impatiently as soon as you see him?"
He has a good brother, young and sunny, tall and handsome, and he has a bad face, not to mention his appearance, and one foot is a little inconvenient. If they choose one in two clocks, as long as he has eyes, he knows how to choose.
Lu Shijin looked at the "0, 0, 0..." that kept emerging from Fang Xiran's head and knew how sour Fang Zhuoer was in the man's heart.
Lu Shijin smiled and said solemnly, "Fang Zhuoer is everything good?" Why don't I think so?"
"Don't pack me with garlic." Of course, Fang Xiran didn't believe what Lu Shi said today and hummed coldly.
Lu Shijin: "I really don't pretend to be garlic. I really don't think he's all good. Why don't you tell me?"
Fang Xiran put his hands around his chest and skimmed his face, looking like an angry pufferfish.
"He is young."
Lu Shijin changed his legs and said slowly, "What's good about being young?" If there is a conflict, I have to coax him. I like older people and know it hurts people.
Fang Xiran looked at him sideways. His condensed face seemed to be a little calm. In addition to "0", other numbers - "-1" - finally appeared on top of his head.
Lu Shijin: ...
Is it so small to lose 1? When does this come to?
A man with a small belly.
Fang Xiran continued, "He looks good."
"You look good, too." Lu Shijin said sincerely.
Fang Xiran restrained his eyebrows and didn't buy Lu Shijin's flattery. "Is there something wrong with your eyes?"
"..." Lu Shijin smiled at the corners of his mouth, "I'm serious. Do you mind the scar on your face? In fact, I don't think this is anything at all. Not everyone likes little white faces. I just think men with scars are more meaningful.
Fang Xiran slowly appeared "-5" over his head, and Lu Shijin knew that he flattered on the point.
Fang Xiran's entangled eyebrows stretched a little. Although he knew that Lu Shijin deliberately picked up good words to coax him, as long as he was a human being, who didn't like to listen to others flatter him?
"He is still excellent. Basically, as long as he has come into contact with him, men, women and children, will like him very much." Fang Xiran quietly continued to point out Fang Zall's advantages, hoping to hear more good words from Lu Shijin.
"But you are also excellent," Lu Shijin searched from his memory for Fang Xiran's resumes that he had checked on the Internet before, and counted the glory Fang Xiran had won one by one. "After graduating from Stanford, the city has successfully been a young entrepreneur and has been selected into the top three and XX business elite list of the under the age of 40 years of Fortune. Top ten figures in the world, XX fashion men's success figures of the year... Isn't these enough to prove it?"
Although I really don't want to admit it, I still can't deny that I feel very comfortable to hear these words.
Fang Xiran's face completely changed from cloudy to sunny. His eyes swept through Lu Shijin, but the corners of his eyes were unconcealed and complacent. "When did you become so talk so good?"
Lu Shijin looked at him sincerely: "I'm actually not good at words, but I like to tell the truth."
Fang Xiran came up with another "-5" above his head.
Lu Shijin took advantage of the heat to strike: "So, I have married such an excellent man. How can other men be in my eyes? No matter how good your brother is, it has nothing to do with me. Don't worry, I will never make dumplings with him next time!"
"-5" followed by a "-3".
Fang Xiran felt dark, but he pretended to be disdainful. "You don't have to pretend to promise me here that anyone you want to hook up with has nothing to do with me. I just want to remind you that Fang Zhuoer is the heart of my father and stepmother. As long as you are not afraid of being kicked out of Fang's house, you can try to get closer to him."
Lu Shijin smiled. Fang Xiran said so, which showed that he didn't care about what happened just now and didn't talk anymore.
He calculated that the lemon value should have dropped to 86 now.
It's not easy.
"I'm hungry. Bring me dumplings." Fang Xiran's anger subsided. He didn't eat all afternoon. He had been empty in his stomach for a long time, and his hunger surged up.
Lu Shijin took the plate over, and Fang Xiran naturally took over the chopsticks. Lu Shijin pretended to be surprised and asked, "Don't you want me to feed you?"
Fang Xiran glanced at him and took the plate from Lu Shijin's hand. "No, given your since you admit your mistake today, let's take a holiday."
Lu Shijin: "Thank you, boss."
Fang Xiran took a dumpling and put it in his mouth. Although the dumplings were a little cold, they were similar to what Lu Shijin said.
It's true that the skin is thin and the filling is large, and the taste is also good.
Forget it. For the sake of Lu Shijin making dumplings for him and flattering him, Fang Xiran decided to give him a good face occasionally in the process of getting along with him in the future.
"Where's vinegar? Why didn't you bring vinegar up?" Thinking so, Fang Xiran couldn't help criticizing and asked Lu Shijin, "Dumplings that are not dipped in vinegar have no soul at all. Bring me some vinegar!"
"Do you still want to be jealous?" Lu Shijin asked strangely, "I thought you were full of vinegar."
"..." Fang Xiran choked, and before swallowing the dumplings in his mouth, he was in a hurry to refute, "The ghost eats your jealousy! Don't be affectionate!"