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After taking a sip of the cold mung bean soup, Wen Kexin lay on the chair a little lazily, and even spoke a little lazy: "Uncle, I have something to tell you!" ”

When she said this, Wen Kexin deliberately turned to the side, looked at Fang Zheng with a smile, and narrowed both eyes with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Fang Zheng also turned sideways, staring at Wen Kexin's big eyes.

Being stared at a little uncomfortable, Wen Kexin turned her eyes slightly, and said, "I mentioned it to my dad last night, and my dad agreed, and when my grandfather celebrates his birthday on Saturday, I'm going to ask you to help." ”

After finishing speaking, the eyes that didn't know where they had drifted back again, Wen Kexin stared at Fang Zheng's mouth, a little nervous, not knowing if Fang Zheng would refuse.

When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately understood what was going on, this little girl in front of his feelings really regarded him as a poor sour person with no money; Looking back at Wen Kexin's expectant eyes, thinking about it, it was also quite fun from beginning to end.

"Okay, I'll be fine on Saturday anyway." Fang Zheng turned his head with a smile: "However, I still have a question, do you manage the meal at noon?" ”

"Of course!" Wen Kexin said with some disgust.

Wen Liang was on the side, looking a little unpleasant, although he was young, he could also see that between Fang Zheng and Wen Kexin, it seemed a little abnormal.

But in this matter, the one who is the least qualified to speak is Wen Liang, after all, he sold his sister so thoroughly before.

Wen Liang decided not to care, looked at the time on his phone, and sat up from the chair: "Sister, Teacher Fang, I still have to go to class, go first." ”

Classes are serious, so neither Fang Zheng nor Wen Kexin kept anything, and after a few words, they let Wen Liang leave.

For a while, only Fang Zheng and Wen Kexin were left in the shade.

"Is it better? Does your stomach still hurt? After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Zheng finally held back a sentence.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Kexin's eyebrows and smile were a little bent, lying quietly on the recliner, bending her mobile phone.

"Well, that's good." After drinking more than half a cup of mung bean soup in one gulp, Fang Zheng adjusted his posture to make himself sleep more comfortably: "I'll make up for some sleep first." ”

With Fangzheng's current physique, there is no problem if he doesn't sleep for a few days and nights, but in the comfortable environment in front of him, it's a bit of a waste if he doesn't sleep.

So after an explanation, Fang Zheng lay down on the recliner and closed his eyes.

Listening to the long breathing of Fang Zheng next to him, Wen Kexin, who was playing with her mobile phone, curled up her slender thighs slightly, as if there was a wind blowing.

After playing with the mobile phone for a while, Wen Kexin also felt a little bored, so she simply put the mobile phone on the recliner, learned to be square in a good way, and closed her eyes.

After a while, the girl let out a slight snoring sound, as if she had dreamed of something funny, and she had a smile on her face.

At the gate of the Yulong Community, looking at Lin Kang and Lin Yuanhang's ancestors and grandchildren who came to visit, Hong Tianyi's head was about to grow big.

There is no doubt that the reason why Lin Kang came to the door was completely for Fangzheng.

However, everything that happened yesterday is still vivid, how can Lin Kang have the courage to make a decision for Fang Zheng?

On the one hand, the Lin family, who can't afford to offend, and on the other hand, Fangzheng, who doesn't dare to offend at all, Hong Tianyi feels like a little daughter-in-law caught in the middle, angry on both sides.

It's just that the guests have come to the door, and Hong Tianyi can't refuse, so he can only invite: "Let's talk about it inside." ”

When I arrived at the main house, the routine melon and fruit platter, the routine tea fragrance overflowed, and the routine pulled and pulled.

On the surface, watching the guests enjoy themselves, in fact, they have their own thoughts.

Seeing that it was almost half past ten, it was really time to have lunch if we continued to chat, Lin Kang, as a guest, finally said his intention: "Mr. Hong, I don't know if I can introduce Mr. Fang?" ”

Although Lin Kang was powerful for a while, he was a little older than Hong Tianyi, and it was not appropriate to call him Xiaohong; It's called Lao Hong, the relationship between the two is not good to that extent.

So in the end, Lin Kang still decided to call Hong Tianyi by Mr. Hong.

Even if he had already guessed what the hell Lin Kang had planned, when Lin Kang said it, Hong Tianyi still had a headache.

What a good opportunity yesterday was lost by your own people; Today, I took the initiative to come to the door, which is really ...... Hong Tianyi didn't know how to evaluate Lin Kang's family.

Seeing that Hong Tianyi had not spoken, Lin Kang's mind turned, and he quickly figured it out, and smiled reluctantly: "I am going to invite Mr. Fang to a meal and apologize for yesterday's incident." ”

"Well, I'll give you a call and ask." Hong Tianyi rubbed his head with a headache, Xu remembered Fangzheng's attitude when he left yesterday, and finally decided to help Lin Kang.

After all, Fang Zheng did not show an attitude of disgust towards the Lin family, especially towards Lin Yuanhang.

Hong Tianyi knew that Fang Zheng accepted him and passed on some Taoist methods to him, and the reasons were complicated, probably related to the fact that he knelt down cheekily at that time and even took out his family assets.

Hong Tianyi also knew that Fang Zheng probably wouldn't treat him as a true disciple, which can be seen from the name "Worship".

In fact, Hong Tianyi is still very self-aware. Similarly, Hong Tianyi, who has experienced hardships since he was a child, does not have too much grievances in his heart, and is more truly grateful.

After all, Fang Zheng was ruthless in refusing him, and there was nothing he could do.

In this regard, Hong Tianyi is very different from many young people who think they are the center of the world.

In fact, it was also thanks to Hong Tianyi's temperament that Fang Zheng reluctantly accepted him.

However, when facing Lin Yuanhang, Fang Zheng had a completely different attitude, thinking that it was due to many factors such as talent, age, and mentality.

Hong Tianyi will not complain about the unfairness of fate, that is what the slings do; Hong Tianyi thinks more about the follow-up development.

In the final analysis, Hong Tianyi's thoughts are the same as Cui Chuanming's.

What if it happens?

What if?

"Buzz ......"

The mobile phone on the recliner vibrated and woke up Wen Kexin who was taking a nap.

When she opened her eyes, Wen Kexin found that her body had been covered with a thin layer of silk blanket.

Turning his head again, Fang Zheng had already sat up, leaning back on the recliner, and there was a book next to him.

Comparing herself again, Wen Kexin's face was slightly red, and she couldn't wait to pick up this thin blanket to cover herself.

"Awake?" Fang Zheng also sensed the movement, turned his head to look at Wen Kexin, and said teasingly: "Beauty is just different, even the snoring is much softer than ordinary people." ”

One sentence made Wen Kexin ashamed and annoyed, her little face turned completely red, she crumpled the thin blanket into a ball, and smashed it towards Fang Zheng: "You die!" ”

Easily took the blanket, Fang Zheng did not accompany Wen Kexin anymore, but connected the phone, answered two sentences, and hung up the phone.

"Okay, Mr. Fang, let's go over at noon." Hong Tianyi breathed a sigh of relief and said to Lin Kang with a relaxed face.

Lin Kang also let out a sigh of relief, and after thanking him, he asked a little cautiously, "Mr. Hong, don't you know if there is anything to pay attention to?" ”

Compared with Cui Chuanming, the relationship between Hong Tianyi and Fang Zheng is closer.

After thinking about it for a while, Hong Tianyi still gave his own advice: "Get straight to the point and have something to say." Be sincere in your attitude and don't let your posture go high. ”

This is much more detailed and detailed than Cui Chuanming's suggestion, Lin Kang nodded, and wrote it down in his heart: "When are you going to see Mr. Fang?" ”

"Let's wait a while, Mr. Fang said, just rush over at noon."

In the Ziyuan community, Fang Zheng put his mobile phone on the recliner, and then looked at Wen Kexin with a surprised face: "Why haven't you wiped off the saliva you are running from sleep?" ”

"Huh?" Wen Kexin exclaimed, and subconsciously wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, the corners of his mouth were dry, how could there be any saliva, it was obvious that Fang was talking nonsense.

Looking up at Fang Zheng's playful face, Wen Kexin pounced with his teeth and claws: "Fang Zheng, you go to die!" ”

Easily clasped Wen Kexin's white and tender little hands together, and Fang Zheng reached out and knocked on the girl's head: "Okay, don't make trouble." There are still people coming at noon, so you can stop by and eat here. Now follow me to buy groceries. ”

"Don't go!" Wen Kexin pouted, looking angry, obviously Fang Zheng teased her just now, she still remembers!

"I invite you to eat strawberries." Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Freshly listed today." ”

The girl obviously hesitated for a moment, then raised her head, and looked at Fang Zheng with bright big eyes: "Eat a bad stomach, you have to help me rub it!" ”

"Forehead......" The black line on Fang's head is full: "Deal." ”

The subtle arc appeared at the corner of the girl's mouth.

After buying a lot of vegetables and meat from the vegetable market, as well as the girl's favorite strawberries, the two returned to Ziyuan Villa.

Then, Wen Kexin played with her mobile phone and ate strawberries in the shade of a tree; Fang Zheng was forced to start cooking.

At noon, there were still ten minutes before twelve o'clock, and the two cars stopped outside the Founder Villa one after another.

PS: I made an appointment to go out to play today, and I will have another chapter......

PPS: In the future, the author will be simple and rude, and he will no longer play any multi-line narratives, and he will go all the way to the black ......