Meng Zifu scooped a bowl of chicken soup for her, the hen was stewed soft and mellow, and Zhong Xun's physiological instinct was hooked out. Her stomach growled.

Meng Zifu loosely clenched his fist to his mouth, so as not to let Zhong Xun see his snicker.

A thin red appeared on Zhong Xun's face, and she was a little embarrassed, thinking that she had lost her etiquette in front of Meng Zifu, "I'm sorry." ”

"There's nothing to say sorry for." After all, there will be more embarrassing things in the future, Meng Zifu firmly believes.

"Try these dishes, you don't order much, but they should all be your favorites." This is also the taste and dish that Meng Zifu wrote down when he ate with her last time.

Zhong Xun glanced at it, and sure enough, her chopsticks rose and fell, but she really didn't say anything polite to Meng Zifu.

Meng Zifu also smiled, sat beside her, and looked at her.

Until Zhong Xun was looked at a little uncomfortable, "You, don't you eat?" ”

"Eat." He said slowly, but his eyes were still on Zhong Xun, making people wonder if he was eating what he was eating.

"Ahem, if you're eating, concentrate on eating, what do you mean by staring at me?" Zhong Xun finally couldn't help it anymore and looked up and glared at him.

Meng Zifu smiled: "I'm waiting." ”

"Wait, wait for what?"

"Wait until you speak to me."

Zhong Xun was helpless: "You are perverted!" ”

Silently looking at each other, waiting for the other party to take care of themselves, what kind of psychology is this.

"This is the psychology of the person who falls in love first." To be honest, Meng Zifu had confided his feelings to her at least three or four times, but Zhong Xun avoided continuing the discussion as much as possible every time.

This time, however, she didn't.

On the contrary, she was looking at Meng Zifu seriously, "Then you say, does this kind of love really make people blind?" The kind that is so blind that you can abandon the rest of your life? ”

She seemed to be asking him, but she seemed to hope that Meng Zifu could give herself a beautiful lie, so that she could deceive herself.

Meng Zifu couldn't bear it, couldn't bear to let her continue this chaos, "No." ”

"True love is not blind, loving someone is to make yourself as good as possible, and true love is to promote two people to work hard for life."

It's really a bowl of fragrant and hot chicken soup, Zhong Xun's tears fell out.

"So, it wasn't because of love in the first place, she took a fancy to the wealth of the Ji family from the beginning, and she lied to me from the beginning, right?"

Zhong Xun is now beginning to recall the so-called years when he was dependent on Zhong's mother in his impression, Zhong's mother didn't go out to work, so what did the two of them eat and drink, and who gave the money.

The answer is actually very simple, so simple that Zhong Xun doesn't need to think about it.

It's just that the Ji family is raising them, although she has never seen Ji's father when she was young, but who knows if they have a private meeting, is Zhong's mother's tenderness to her really just a simple mother to her child? Didn't she think about using Zhong Xun to compete for the top position?

Zhong Xun laughed self-deprecatingly, laughing loudly, the hand holding the spoon was trembling, and the tears of laughter couldn't stop falling.

Meng Zifu was distressed, he stood up and went to Zhong Xun's side, bent down and hugged her into his arms, and then let her head rest on his shoulder, "Good." ”

Zhong Xun became sobbing, she wanted to cry loudly, but she felt that she shouldn't cry so happily at her age, she tightly clutched the fabric on Meng Zifu's chest and abdomen, and suppressed her crying as much as possible.

But Meng Zifu didn't allow it, "Let's cry out loud, it's okay, it's just us here." ”

Maybe his voice was too gentle, maybe Zhong Xun really couldn't help it, when Meng Zifu said this for the third time, she finally cried loudly, and her tears burst the embankment, wetting Meng Zifu's shoulders.

By the time her emotions finally calmed down, it was already half an hour later, Meng Zifu had been bending over, it should have been sour, but he didn't show it.

Zhong Xun blew his nose apologetically with the paper he handed over, "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”

Meng Zifu gently stroked her hair, "It's okay, I'm here, you can vent your feelings at will." ”

But Meng Zifu's clothes can't be worn, and they are soaked in Zhong Xun's tears because she clutches them tightly, Zhong Xun said: "I'll help you wash this clothes." ”

Meng Zifu was not polite, but raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Do you mind if I spend the night with you?" ”

Zhong Xun also saw the time, eight o'clock.

It's not too late to go home, right? Even middle school students don't have a curfew at eight o'clock, but Meng Zifu asked seriously, and Zhong Xun really nodded and agreed.

"It just so happens that I have a guest room here, but it's not big." Because she first wanted to buy this apartment because she lived with Zhong's mother, there would be two bedrooms.

"It's okay, I don't mind." Even, he doesn't even care about sleeping on the sofa, anyway, he can rub a little bit here.

However, it is still early for sleeping, and it is obviously past that point for dinner, and the dishes are also cold by Zhong Xun.

Zhong Xun blushed and went into the kitchen to heat it up.

And then bring it out, after all, I was hungry in my stomach before I cried, and crying is a very physically demanding thing, and now I am even more hungry.

So she was very focused on lowering her head and eating seriously, ignoring the warm gaze from her side as much as possible.

"Are sweet and sour short ribs delicious?" Meng Zifu asked coldly.

“…… Well. ”

"Do you like pot-wrapped meat?"

“…… Well. Although Zhong Xun didn't know why, he still answered.

"Like me?"

Bell News: ...... This routine is really speechless.

Meng Zifu had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he propped his arms on the table, and looked at Zhong Xun intently, as if he really wanted to get some answer from her innermost, but he knew in his heart that it was impossible, at least not now.

As expected, Zhong Xunchun didn't hear the question just now.

"I'm disappointed."

Is it.

"I thought you'd show you a little bit of anything you wanted."

Sorry, no.

"But it doesn't matter if you have it or not, the main thing is you, vent this emotion in the future, don't hold it alone. It's really not good, you can find me for a drink, ahem! "The main thing is that there is a story behind the drinking, which is the reason why Meng Zifu pretended to cough.

Zhong Xun glanced at him, "When did you become so flamboyant?" ”

"Huh? I'm broken? Meng Zifu knew a lot, but he laughed twice, "This is called involuntarily." If he didn't flirt with Zhong Xun, how could her attention be diverted, she couldn't be in such a hazy mood all night, right?