Song Xingran sat at the dining table and specially chose a position farthest away from Lu Qingchen.

Lu Qingchen held a spoon in his left hand and scooped out a wonton with some disadvantages, but before he could eat, he returned to the bowl.

A hint of annoyance suddenly appeared on his angular face, like that of a child.

That clumsy appearance looks a little ......

Distressed.

Song Xingran took a deep breath, propped himself on the table with one hand, and rolled his eyes.

Song Xingran, Song Xingran, people are injured to save you, why are you such a white-eyed wolf?

Isn't it just to help feed him a ravioli? 
It's not like I haven't fed it before.

Thinking so, Song Xingran looked at Lu Qingchen on the opposite side again.

The man who has always been handsome and elegant is so embarrassed and clumsy in order to eat a wonton at this time.

If you are looked at by others, you must not be dumbfounded.

In Song Xingran's eyes, Lu Qingchen should be the most noble and dazzling son of heaven, and he will not be wronged at all.

She still couldn't stand it anymore after all.

Angrily walked up to him and sat down, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you have dinner?" ”

In order to eat a bowl of wontons, the halo is gone.

Originally, Song Xingran just asked casually, and it was just a joke.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingchen's deep eyes stared at her.

He replied, "Yes." ”

Really haven't eaten it?

"Why don't you have dinner? You don't know that you ...... "stomach is inherently bad."

Song Xingran hadn't finished saying this sentence, but was interrupted by Lu Qingchen.

"I'm waiting for you."

Waiting for her?

Song Xingran stiffened and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.

The strange feeling in my heart was spreading.

What a weirdo.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the wontons in the bowl, which looked delicious and smelled good.

Swallowed secretly.

Song Xingran scooped up a wonton and handed it to him.

deliberately changed the topic to hide his embarrassment: "Was that gang of people who wanted to kill me sent by Lin Xirong?" ”

Lu Qingchen's attention at the moment was almost all on the wonton.

His dark eyes were filled with a triumphant smile, becoming more and more charming.

Hearing her words, he just replied casually: "It's Lin Languang." ”

Song Xingran saw him smiling, and he was in a very good mood.

Frowning, he scooped another wonton and brought it to him.

continued: "But I remember that Lin Languang was just a wage earner four years ago, and he has such a great ability now? ”

Lin Languang is Lin Xirong's elder brother, he has no high education, no handsome appearance, a bad background, but he has not had the perseverance to endure hardships and stand hard work.

I've been working outside for people, and I don't earn much money.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for four years, he became capable.

Lu Qingchen lowered his eyes and did not answer immediately, but said: "Do you want to eat it?" ”

"What?" 
Eat?

What to eat?

Song Xingran didn't react for a while, a pair of pure big eyes opened wide, looking silly, very cute.

"Ravioli."

Lu Qingchen said lightly, his voice was pleasant, and there was a hint of a smile in his tone.

Depend on!

Does this man have such a keen eye? 
It's terrifying.

She—She's just looking at it a few more times.

"I've eaten, I'm not hungry."

Song Xingran's somewhat embarrassed explanation was extremely weak-hearted.

Besides, she can't eat the same bowl with him.

When Lu Qingchen heard her answer, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a faint smile.

"yes, I know."

Song Xingran: "......"

Knowing a fart, what's the deal with always feeling ridiculed?