"Yiji, eat more if you like!"

Stripped off his apron and sat opposite him, Ji Xiaoyou looked at him and smiled dotingly.

As she spoke, she subconsciously stretched out her chopsticks and put a lot of dishes into Fan Yichen's bowl.

smiled lightly and thoughtfully instructed: "Slow down, you eat slowly, don't choke." This dish is there, enough to manage! ”

The curvature of his lips deepened, and at this moment, Ji Xiaoyou had a real feeling. The two are no longer high, rich and prosperous, and admired. It's a real, plain, loving couple.

"By the way, Xiaoyou, if you want to investigate the events of the year, when you met the widow Wang before, why did you leave so easily? Why don't you talk to her for a while? ”

Taking advantage of the effort of wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue, Fan Yichen saw that Ji Xiaoyou's mood had improved a lot, and finally couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

"You don't know her!"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou sneered and slowly spoke: "As long as the widow Wang meets a man with good character, she will take the initiative to post it." What's more, you're so good. So, it won't be long before she takes the initiative to send it to the door herself. ”

While patiently explaining, she blinked slyly, and her admiring gaze swept over Fan Yijian's face.

This angular, knife-like face, who is not shocking when he sees it. What's more, it's a shallow woman like the king's widow.

"Uh......"

"Bah ......"

As soon as he heard this, Fan Yijian's hand shook, and the chopsticks fell down and fell on the table.

The corners of his lips moved with difficulty, and the original food that was full of color and flavor was now stuck in his throat, and he had no interest in it, and he couldn't swallow it anymore.

In his mind, as long as he swept over the wrinkled, greedy and immodest face of the widow Wang, he would be disgusted.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

"I'm your Aunt Wang, and I specially sent you a pot of old hen potatoes. This old hen is raised by the family and tastes very good. Open the door! Hurry up and open the door! ”

The voice outside the door was sharp, and there was a sense of urgency, who else could it be if it wasn't the widow king.

"Huh! Sure enough, it came! ”

Ji Xiaoyou didn't feel surprised at all, the corners of his eyebrows rose upward, and he threw a satisfied look at Fan Yichen.

Then he lowered his voice and whispered, "How is it?" Am I like God? ”

When the words fell, I saw that Fan Yichen's handsome face was stinky. The green tendons on the forehead were beating, the clouds were swirling between the eyebrows, and the expression was ugly.

If it weren't for Ji Xiaoyou, with his ruthless and ruthless nature, he would have to unload this widow Wang, who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and is shameless.

"Wait! Here it comes. ”

After answering, Ji Xiaoyou walked over and stretched out his hand to pull the door open.

"Aunt Wang, why are you so polite? Brought us food so late. ”

With the glint in her eyes, she said politely.

"Look at you girl, Aunt Wang is not an outsider, what are you being polite to me?"

The corners of the widow's eyebrows were raised, and she looked familiar, and while speaking in a sharp voice, she stretched her neck, and looked in with her eyebrows.

After seeing Fan Yichen in the house, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to urge: "Xiaoyou, why don't you let me in quickly." ”

When the words fell, no matter how Ji Xiaoyou reacted, he took a step forward directly, and almost broke through.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyoudai frowned slightly, remained silent, took a step to the side, and got out of the way at the door.

Then, almost at the same time, the widow Wang held the pot, and her round body was extremely flexible at this moment, and she got into it with a "slippery".

Raising his eyes, Ji Xiaoyou looked at her deeply.

I saw that compared to noon, this time the widow Wang deliberately dressed up, with heavy makeup on her face, wearing a red coat and trousers, scratching her head and posing.

As a result, the smell of impropriety is much stronger all over the body.

It seemed that as she had expected, the old woman had come prepared, so let's see what she was going to do.

With a "bang" sound, the pot was placed on the table, and the widow Wang stared at Fan Yichen deadly, with a flattering and stammering, and greeted with a familiar voice: "Eldest nephew, how about you try Auntie's craft, is it okay?" ”

As she spoke, she subconsciously raised her hand and pushed the pot in front of Fan Yijian.

When I looked down, there was a faint layer of oil floating on the top of the soup, the chicken bones were exposed, and the chicken skin was stuck with fine fluff. And it looks hard, not rotten at all.

In the end, he was in a hurry, the heat was not enough, and the overall appearance was extremely poor, just like the widow of the king, which made people disgusted.

With frowning brows, Fan Yichen didn't pay attention to her, but directly staggered his gaze.

Staring at him as a prey, Widow Zhang bit the corner of her lip stubbornly, and suddenly felt unwilling.

After so long, she finally met a suitable man, and she couldn't let go of this precious opportunity no matter what.

"Xiaoyou, don't be stunned, come over and taste it, how does Aunt Zhang's stewed chicken soup taste?"

Busy, she hurriedly shifted the target, looking at Ji Xiaoyou, the wrinkles on her face were stretched, not to mention how enthusiastic she was.

"I haven't seen her for many years, but Aunt Zhang is still so hospitable." Everyone

Ji Xiaoyou's lips pursed a sneering arc, and while saying meaningfully, he raised his legs and walked straight towards the dining table.

Soon, she came to Fan Yijian's side and stood still.

Bowing his head and sweeping, Ji Xiaoyou's eyebrows floated out, which was no different from Fan Yichen, the same disgust.

Indeed, this pot of chicken soup is just as unappetizing as this woman.

"Aunt Zhang, thank you for your kindness. It's just that we're all full, and we really can't eat anymore. ”

As soon as the conversation changed, Ji Xiaoyou quietly rejected her.

"How can that work?"

Who knows, as soon as the words fell, Widow Zhang immediately became anxious, stretched her neck, and shouted loudly.

The voice is sharp, shrill and deformed.

"Huh?"

Looking at her reaction, Ji Xiaoyou frowned, couldn't help but raise his eyes, and looked at her deeply several times with inquiry.

It's just a pot of chicken soup with bad cooking, why, is she in such a hurry, is it......

"Hey! You kid, look at the aunt in a hurry. I haven't seen each other for so many years, my aunt is happy, and she can't beat my kindness no matter what. ”

Realizing that she had lost her temper, Widow Zhang's eyes flashed unnaturally, and she hurriedly calmed down.

It's just that, no matter what, she won't give up her calculations.

Ignoring the inquiring gazes of the two, she picked up the two empty bowls next to her, filled them full, and pushed them in front of Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yichen respectively.

Pulling the corners of his mouth, he hurriedly urged: "Xiaoyou! Your dad liked my stewed chicken soup very much, so you should try it quickly, but don't let down my aunt and my heart for you! ”

As she spoke, she looked at them with undisguised expectation, staring at the faces of the two of them for a moment.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou remained silent, raised the corners of his eyes, and glanced at each other meaningfully.

The hearts are connected, and the eyes are connected at a glance, and they have the same plan.

"Aunt Zhang's hospitality is really difficult, since this is the case, then let's try it?"

Looking at Fan Yichen, Ji Xiaoyou was the first to speak.

"Good! Xiaoyu, listen to you. ”

When the words fell, Fan Yichen nodded heavily, doting on him, naturally there was no doubt at all.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiaoyou also sat down next to him. The two of them picked up the bowl in front of them, took a shallow spoonful, and put it into their mouths.

As it slid down their throats and into their stomachs, the two of them lowered their heads and frowned uncontrollably.

Sure enough, this chicken soup is really unpalatable enough.

Staring at the movements of the two of them, Widow Zhang's hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, nervous and nervous.

Especially when she saw Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yichen, who just drank a small spoonful and put down the bowl, she was even more unsure in her heart. With such a small amount, I don't know if the effect of the medicine is enough.

Time passed slowly.

After a while, Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yichen let out a big sigh together, their eyelids became heavier and heavier, and their heads were dizzy. didn't even have time to say hello, so he fell asleep directly on the table.

"Hey! Feed! What's wrong with you guys? How can you be so decent, just say that you will sleep and fall asleep? ”

Seeing this, Widow Zhang's heart was overjoyed, and her eyes were also bright.

But she was not stupid, she knew to be careful, took two steps forward, stretched out her hand, and stabbed the two of them a few times, while forcibly suppressing the excitement in her heart, and shouted a few words loudly.

But when the words fell, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it didn't get any response at all.

"Great, finally succeeded."

At this moment, Widow Zhang let go of the last idea in her heart, and cracked the corners of her mouth, ecstatic.

The corners of his eyebrows are raised, and he looks like a villain.

"Little girl, I can't imagine that you can fall into such a golden beetle son-in-law with your background. Hehe, but now, it's all cheap. ”

Revealing her true face, she stared coldly at Ji Xiaoyou, who was lying on the table and had been unconscious, and pursed the corners of her lips with a look of disdain and disdain.

The words fell, but he didn't waste time, hurriedly came to Fan Yichen's side, put his arm around his neck, and used all the strength to breastfeed, even dragging and dragging, which brought Fan Yichen to the bed.

"Whew!"

After stabilizing her figure, Widow Zhang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, lowered her head and swept away the handsome face, her heart was beautiful, not to mention how proud she was.

Without further ado, we have to hurry up and plan for the next step.

Thinking of this, Widow Zhang turned around, went out of the house, came to the gate of the courtyard, and looked at the end of the path by the moonlight.

However, the end of the road was quiet, and there was not even a ghost except for a few barking dogs.

"Stinky girl, why haven't you come back?"

Pacing back and forth, Widow Zhang frowned, her face urgent.

In the afternoon, she had already told her daughter Xiaoyan that she must come back early in the evening, Fan Yichen, an excellent rich man, said that he couldn't let it go.