The house was very quiet, and Fang Zeyu had the illusion that he had a daughter now, and he was finally ready to sleep, but he had to listen to the story.

The person who had been shouting to chat just now fell asleep with Fang Zeyu's hand, although she had been asleep for a few days, her energy had not yet recovered.

Fang Zeyu was about to pull his hand out before his hands were numb, but before he could start moving, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrate, his left hand was still pressed, and when he saw the mobile phone information prompt, he didn't think much about it, and crossed his hands to reach the mobile phone directly.

On the screen of his phone was a string of numbers that he had never seen, and after a moment's hesitation, he clicked on the message.

"What has Xiaohe been doing lately, I haven't replied to my messages for a long time. ”

Fang Zeyu glanced at Xia He, who frowned slightly, except for the regular editor-in-chief just now, there should be no one else who can make Xia He so entangled, and ordinary people can't get into Xia He's eyes.

When he was still hesitating whether to help Xia He reply or pretend not to see it, a second message followed.

"Why didn't you come with the editor-in-chief of Gen Yao this time? I like you a lot, you're very cute. ”

Fang Zeyu silently read the string of numbers on the side, then put down his mobile phone, got up and left, it seems that Xia He is quite capable of recruiting those messy things.

When Fang Zeyu went downstairs, Zheng Ran came out of the kitchen with a big soup bowl and small steps, and the apron printed with broken flowers was casually hung around his neck.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zheng Ran looked at the edge of the soup bowl, as long as his hand flicked, the soup could spill out.

Fang Zeyu turned sideways and asked him to come over, and when he put Tang Ping'an in the middle of the table, he shook off his hot red hand, Fang Zeyu stood behind him and helped him tie his apron casually.

"This young master, this apron is really hard to say, can we take it off?" said this, but Zheng Ran still raised his hands in cooperation.

Fang Zeyu strained behind him, and the indescribable apron tightly wrapped around the man's waist, forming a strong contrast with the cold style of the business suit on his body, and the visual impact was full of points. 666 Literature Network

"Can't!" Fang Zeyu patted him on the shoulder and sat down on the opposite side.

In terms of embarrassment, Fang Zeyu has always been very interested, and he is tired of it, and he is full of tricks.

Seeing that Zheng Ran was still standing in place, he looked down at the discordant cloth on his chest with an embarrassed face, no, the apron. Fang Zeyu curled his fingers and tapped on the tabletop, then moved the bowl forward.

Zheng Ran reluctantly walked to his side, helped him fill his favorite food, and then shook the wine glass.

"Drink something?"

"Juice. Fang Zeyu didn't even raise his head.

After doing the basic work, Zheng Ran turned around and was about to leave, but his wrist was caught, and the man's strength was quite strong.

"Where are you going? Sit down and eat. Fang Zeyu pointed to the seat opposite.

"I helped Xia He stew soup, go and see. Zheng Ran looked at the hand that was being held, and then looked at Fang Zeyu.

The doctor said that Xia He could eat a liquid diet, and he thought that if she woke up at night, she could eat it immediately, so he asked his doctor friend for a nutritious menu.

"Eat first, she's asleep, not in a hurry. Seeing that he didn't move, Fang Zeyu directly dragged him to his side, then dragged him over the chair from the side and pressed him on the chair.

Zheng Ran stumbled and almost fell on him, but fortunately, he made a budget at the moment of being dragged and held on to the chair when he fell.

Fang Zeyu, who was waiting for someone to serve just now, stood up, took another pair of chopsticks, and helped Zheng Ran serve a bowl of soup, except for socializing, he had not eaten a meal quietly with a person for a long time.