"Fang Yishui, you're still finished!" Zuo Anning really couldn't stand the posture of a superior all the time, and slowly counted down his various faults that were not faults, and she stood up with a "pout", "Did you belittle me to nothing, you are very happy?" ”

"You're just an ex, how well do you think you know me now?"

"What does it matter to you whether I burn the kitchen or not? I think the tea I make is unpalatable, so don't drink it! ”

"Don't think that if you've been in love with me, you have the right to beak everything about me!"

"Eat someone else's, and you're full of disgust, do you think you're the president of the country or something?"

Her chest seemed to burst, and the speed of her heartbeat was almost equal to the speed of a speeding car of 180 miles, and after the speed of her words was quickly vented, she realized her gaffe, and when she came back to her senses, Yang Yuan and Mo Xiaobei, who were originally busy in the kitchen, were standing outside the kitchen door, with the same expressions as Zuo Xujie on the single sofa next to them, both with a sluggish and surprised expression.

She eased her breath, her eyes glanced left and right, there were four people in this room except for her, only Fang Yishui still maintained a calm appearance, his eyebrows were smiling, his lips were pursed, the more he was casual, the more unwilling she felt.

Why should she be on the weak and out of shape as long as there is him? It's been so long since they've broken up, why can he still influence her sanity and normal judgment?

She was not reconciled, this was not the state she wanted.

"Ning Ning, what are you doing here?" The first thing Yang Yuan reacted to was to come over and pull her away, carefully looking at her, "Your stinky temper is what your father is used to." ”

"Yishui is a guest, what do you shout like? Hurry up and follow me to the kitchen to help choose the dishes! She said as she pushed behind Zuo Anning.

"Aunt Yang, it's me who doesn't have any sense of proportion, don't blame An Ning for being angry." Fang Yishui didn't want her to leave his sight, and realized that Zuo Anning was no longer the woman who could get angry as long as he coaxed her.

Zuo Anning squinted at her, but what she saw was a pair of sad black pupils, the rich loss and sadness in her eyes were like a thin needle, piercing her heart, her heart trembled, she hurriedly avoided her gaze, and walked quickly towards Mo Xiaobei's position without Yang Yuan pushing her.

The living room, which originally seemed a little noisy, suddenly quieted down, Zuo Xujie drank tea, and glanced at Fang Yishui from time to time, until the sound of Zuo Anning and Mo Xiaobei talking and laughing came from the kitchen, and he noticed that Fang Yishui's tense expression was a little relaxed.

"Why do you bother? My sister is sitting here with a pleasant face, you have to use words to scare people, and run away from popularity, and you are putting on such a nervous look here, aren't you slapping your mouth? ”

Fang Yishui withdrew his focused gaze in the direction of the kitchen, and leaned back on the sofa as if relieved, his eyes were gloomy, "Instead of letting her treat me as a stranger and an ordinary person, it is better to let her be angry with me and remember me forever." ”

“...... What kind of flirting law are you? Zuo Xujie was embarrassed.

"If you want to chase someone, you have to treat her, right? Just like you, a man who has become a weather person, how masochistic must you be to agree to get back together with you? ”

He said, remembering the scene when Zuo Anning left home after breaking up with Fang Yishui, "Yishui, I don't want Ning Ning to be hurt again." ”

"You'd better give up."

"I'm not going to hurt her." Fang Yishui raised his head and looked at him, his gaze firm and composed.

Zuo Xujie pursed his lips in disapproval, and his expression became serious, "But you have already hurt her." ”