"I'm hungry, Brother Zheng!" Xia He put away his phone and shouted at Zheng Ran.

"When Young Master Fang comes back, you can eat. Zheng Ran walked over to her and stared at her face for a long time.

Xia He was a little uncomfortable with him, and touched his face, although he couldn't feel anything.

"What's wrong?" Xia and the fox wondered.

Zheng Ran poked her cheeks: "It's itchy or not, I don't know if I'm bitten by mosquitoes." ”

Xia He, who didn't feel anything, was poked by him, and his face itched, and he looked at his face with the screen of his mobile phone, and a big red bump was lying on his cheeks, the same as blushing, no, it was like eating something terrible and allergic.

"Itchy!" Xia He covered his face and looked at Zheng Ran pitifully.

"You're responsible for me!"

"I didn't bite it, what am I responsible for?" Zheng Ran took an electric mosquito swatter.

"Revenge, girl!"

"Good afternoon!" Fang Zeyu stood not far away, looking at the two people who were about to fight, and spoke out in time to stop a war.

The two of them stopped what they were doing, the angle and posture were a little strange, but they both looked at it in unison. Xia He put down the electric mosquito swatter, without any words, only his eyes overflowed into a sea, rolling hot.

"Good afternoon!" she greeted with a smile.

They are not afraid of the alternation of time, they have fallen into dangerous chess, and they are all gambling.

Sitting at the dining table, Xia He regretted that he only had a bowl of white porridge and a plate of side dishes in front of him, and none of the rest of the various dishes or snacks could be eaten by himself.

Chewing on pickles, Xia He was expressionless: "So, what's the point of me eating on the table?"

"Let's be happier, or, exercise your willpower. Fang Zeyu cut a small piece of meat and deliberately held it up to Xia He. every day

"It's like looking at plums to quench thirst and painting bread to satisfy hunger. ”

Xia He looked at him emotionlessly: "I don't feel it." ”

Zheng Ran specially went to the kitchen to help her bring out the medicine, and kindly prepared a refreshing mint candy for her.

"Don't worry, we won't dislike you. Fang Zeyu picked up the red wine, moved to Xia He's side, and touched her Chinese medicine.

"Cheers!"

"I hate you...... Okay, guys!" Xia He stirred the medicine in the bowl with a spoon, then picked up a spoon and moved it to Fang Zeyu's cup.

"Add some ingredients?"

"I refuse!" Fang Zeyu looked at the man who was almost crazy with a smile.

Xia He pursed his mouth and reluctantly brought the spoon to his mouth, the taste seemed to be much better than the ones he drank in the morning, and there was some salty taste.

The entrance is smoother than expected, and the tongue doesn't seem to be so resistant, if it wasn't for her broken tongue, it was Zheng Ran's craftsmanship.

"I can give you some spices. Fang Zeyu took the wine glass and slowly tilted the rim of the glass.

Xia He didn't refuse, and calmly waited for him to add ingredients, but Fang Zeyu's head was held down in the next moment, Zheng Ran clenched his fists, as if he was going to beat him up, and then condescendingly took Fang Zeyu's wine glass away, without shaking his hands.

"You're going to rebel!" Fang Zeyu turned to look at Zheng Ran, watching him raise his head and drink all the rest of the wine.

"Food can't be wasted. Zheng Ran said.

A few days of ordinary daily life, but Xia He felt great satisfaction, she often wondered if a person like her would be moved by a person's "flaws", such as the childish side under the hardness, and the warmth in loneliness.

However, she did not dare.