At lunchtime, there were only her, Fu Xingzhi and grandfather.

Song Hao worked overtime in the company, and Song Qinghe was filming outside.

Perhaps because she knew that Fu Xingzhi would come over, Mrs. Song made an excuse to leave early.

Otherwise, in the face of Fu Xingzhi, she will have a myocardial infarction sooner or later!

Facing only her grandfather, plus her aunt made all the dishes she loved to eat, Qiao Wan ate very happily.

Seeing the soup at the corner of her mouth, Fu Xingzhi put down his chopsticks, took a tissue, and wiped Qiao Wan in person in front of Song Zhicheng.

The movement was natural and smooth, as if it had been done tens of millions of times, without being pretentious.

"I want to drink that soup......" Qiao Wan pointed to the watermelon sago dew opposite and said softly.

It's sweet and sour, it's delicious!

Fu Xingzhi raised his eyes and glanced at her, looking at her deeply, his brows furrowed: "You have already drunk two bowls, that thing is very cold!" ”

"The last bowl!" Joe looked at him expectantly.

The maid on the side was just about to get started, but Fu Xingzhi didn't want to stand up first, grabbed Qiao Wan's bowl in front of her, and served soup for her, but didn't hand it to her.

Qiao Wan was stunned, looked at him blankly, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

She only drank soup today, didn't touch much food, and asked him what was wrong?

Fu Xingzhi put vegetables on her dinner plate, and threatened with a cold face: "Eat all these, otherwise you are not allowed to drink them!" ”

Hearing Fu Xingzhi's words, Qiao Wan thought that she had misheard.

Did he figure out whether this was the Song family or in front of his grandfather's table, and he dared not allow her to eat in front of his grandfather......

"Fu Xingzhi ......"

For some reason, Qiao Wan's mood suddenly became depressed, and she even wanted to cry.

Inexplicably, I just feel wronged by the thief in my heart!

Why don't you let her drink the soup......

Seeing that Fu Xingzhi really didn't give it, Qiao Wan subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng saw the scene just now, and he also agreed with Fu Xingzhi's cooking.

So when Qiao Wan asked him for help, the old man did not hesitate to tilt his face away, when he didn't see anything.

Qiao Wan pouted, now grandpa and Fu Xingzhi are standing together!

Fu Xingzhi was uncompromising, handed her the chopsticks, and said in a low voice: "Don't eat, are you still waiting for me to feed you?" ”

"You dare!" Qiao Wan glared at him hard enough, and kicked him hard under the table.

Fu Xingzhi was kicked all the time, the chopsticks in his hand trembled, and he grabbed her moving thin legs.

This girl is relying on the fact that it is now the Song family, and he doesn't dare to clean her up?

Finally, when a cold calloused finger slowly climbed up to his thigh along his ankle, Qiao Wan grabbed the chopsticks.

But staring at the meat on the plate, it's really a little unbearable.

It's so greasy, I want to throw up!

In the process of eating, Qiao Wan eats selectively.

I ate a piece of meat, but fortunately, all the other vegetables were gone.

Seeing this, Fu Xingzhi didn't feel embarrassed anymore and handed Simi Lu to her.

Seeing her eating happily, Fu Xingzhi couldn't help laughing, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"Qiaoqiao, why is your appetite so good today?"

Qiao Wan also felt strange, but she didn't think much about it, raised her eyes to look at Song Zhicheng, and smiled sweetly: "Accompany my grandfather to dinner, I'm in a good mood!" ”

Hearing her words, and seeing the two of them kissing and loving each other, without scruples, Song Zhicheng choked in his heart.

Young people nowadays think so strangely!

Eat a meal, and make it so crooked!

But......

Fu Xingzhi looks like a person today, and he really loves Wanwan.

I just don't know, it's really in there.