When Qin Xiang called, Meng Lang was cooking in the kitchen, and Zhou Fanxing held his arm around Meng Lang, tasting a bite for a while, and handing over the plate for a while.

Zhou Fanxing heard the phone ringing, raised his mobile phone and shook it at Meng Lang, and Meng Lang picked up the phone.

"Brother Meng Lang, have you rested?"

"Not yet, Xiaoxiang, is there something wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I've been tired lately and want to talk to you." Qin Xiang's tired voice made Meng Lang feel pity.

He grew up with Qin Xiang, and she spent her quiet and fearless youth with him, although she and Meng Lang were not in love, but they were unusual.

"What's wrong? Xiaoxiang. Meng Lang's voice was soft, revealing the concern of the eldest brother.

"The domestic market is not optimistic now, now my main industry is too mature, if you don't innovate, then it will stagnate, for now, stagnation is pushback." Qin Xiang unreservedly explained the current predicament and disposition.

"You can consider investing more in innovation, but I would suggest that you gradually move into other industries, which is a big environmental problem that you can't do alone."

"I know, I know all of this, but it's much better to hear your voice." Qin Xiang laughed.

"Alang, can the dish be cooked?" Zhou Fanxing's voice drifted into the phone. She knew that it must be Qin Xiang on the other end of the phone, love was too narrow, it was not a movie for three people, and she was unhappy.

"I'll take a look." Meng Lang walked into the kitchen with his mobile phone.

"Brother Meng Lang, you go get busy, I still have to hang up in advance." Qin Xiang heard Zhou Fanxing's voice and didn't want to continue thinking about why she appeared at Meng Lang's house at this time.

Meng Lang walked into the kitchen and turned off the heat to serve the dishes.

Zhou Fanxing sat at the dining table, picked up chopsticks with his injured right hand, and slowly picked up the vegetables. Meng Lang picked up the chopsticks and put the food into Zhou Fanxing's mouth, and Zhou Fanxing subconsciously dodged it. Zhou Fanxing smiled awkwardly: "No need, I'll do it myself." ”

Meng Lang switched to Zhou Fanxing's side, and his hand inadvertently slid over Zhou Fanxing's back, and Zhou Fanxing pushed Meng Lang's arm away in fright.

"Are you scared?" Meng Lang was puzzled.

"No, I just don't like people touching my back." Zhou Fanxing felt that he really had too many problems, and it was not easy to disguise himself as a normal girl.

Meng Lang gently hugged Zhou Fanxing's waist and served her vegetables.

"You're afraid of the dark, you're afraid of thunder, and you're afraid of others touching your back. Have you been hurt in any way? The careful and cautious Meng Lang noticed that these were not a day.

"No, I was scared when I was a kid, and I always did." Zhou Fanxing was shocked into a cold sweat, his insight was too strong, which caught her off guard, Zhou Fanxing was not his opponent.

"Zhou Zhou, you are lying, it is normal to be afraid of the dark and thunder when you were a child, but being afraid of physical contact is mostly a psychological problem." Meng Lang continued to break her heart.

Zhou Fanxing gradually felt terrified, and she almost lost her temper. Being seen through made her at a loss, and her shell was shattered by Meng Lang. And what about her mission?

Meng Lang whispered softly in Zhou Fanxing's ear: "I'm by your side, don't be afraid." Whatever you've been through, there's no need to be afraid now. When I'm scared, my arms warm you at all times, and I'm always there. ”

Zhou Fanxing's eyes were hot, and he smiled bitterly.

"I'm hungry, and pretty love words can't fill my stomach."

"What about you? What do you like about me? Meng Lang became serious.

"Me! I like that you have a lot of money. Zhou Fanxing never had to speak seriously to Meng Lang.

"Really? As long as I have money, you're going to stay with me? ”

"That's right." Zhou Fanxing's tone was full of banter.

"That's easy."

"Hey, the young master is the young master, it's really different from us."

"Don't call me young master, I don't like it."

"Young Master Meng, Young Master Meng." Zhou Fanxing is not an easy to obey person.

Meng Lang used his hand to tickle Zhou Fanxing, and Zhou Fanxing immediately begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong." Seeing that Meng Lang had no intention of stopping.

Zhou Fanxing grabbed Meng Lang's collar and made him lower his head, and kissed him on the lips quickly. This made Meng Lang stunned.

Then he gritted his teeth and said: "This is a man's patent, how can you use it so skillfully." ”

After Zhou Fanxing said that he was sick, he began to eat without distraction, as if nothing had ever happened.