Fu Xin gently opened the recipe and asked, "What kind of porridge do you like to drink, chicken porridge or pork rib porridge?" ”

Lu Jun frowned slightly, and said, "What you want to eat, just let the kitchen do it, you don't have to learn it yourself." ”

"That's different."

Fu Xin rolled his eyes, this person really has low emotional intelligence.

Lu Jun now only feels that the woman's heart is full of needles, "It's all food, what you make is not as delicious as the chef's, why is it different?" ”

"Young Master Lu, if you don't speak, no one knows that you have low emotional intelligence." Probably burned out today, and he was injected for a day, Fu Xin's temper came up, he couldn't bear to pull his ear, and yelled at his stupid brain, "Specially made for you to eat, can it be the same?" Idiot. ”

Lu Jun was suddenly scolded speechless, and the phrase "specially made for you to eat" echoed in his head, and he couldn't help but stare at her, as if he wanted to see the flowers.

Fu Xin took out the recipe and put it directly in front of him, the left was chicken porridge, and the right was pork rib porridge, "Don't mother-in-law, pick one!" ”

Lu Jun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have to choose from these two?" Can't you pick something else? ”

"I can't." Fu Xin pointed to the chicken porridge and pork rib porridge, and blurted out an explanation, "Just these two, simple, the others, it's too difficult, understand, little fool?" ”

Lu Jun: "......"

In the end, Lu Jun still let Fu Xin play freely, whether he can eat it or not is still the same thing, and he can't be too demanding...

He glanced at Fu Xin and said with emotion: "Chu Xiaoxiao, you have been grumpy in the past few days." ”

When Fu Xin heard this, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and suddenly smiled.

She suddenly stretched out her hand, propped up on the wall with one hand, and still held the recipe in the other hand, and with one action, Lu Jun was forced to a narrow space less than one meter away from her, and then stepped forward, her chin rested on Lu Jun's broad shoulder, tilted her head, and before he could react, she sighed faintly: "It seems that Lu Shao has been caring about me recently?" ”

Lu Jun's pupils shrank, his senses seemed to be out of order, and for a moment, he could only feel Fu Xin's breath on his face.

After coming back to her senses, Lu Jun called out her name: "Chu Xiaoxiao."

Fu Xin thought that what he said was also Young Master Lu, and when he entered and exited the Fengyue Field, he should practice a sharp mouth and make any flirtatious flirtaties that could be used for the occasion.

As a result, he just looked indifferent and even said helplessly: "Your chin poked my shoulder." ”

Fu Xin: "......"

"Oh." Fu Xin only felt that his heart hurt by Lu Jun's words, took a step back, retreated from him, glanced at him, sighed for three rounds, and shook his head regretfully, "Lu Jun, you are too boring, Chu... How did I fall in love with you? ”

She almost popped out the words "Chu Xiaoxiao", but fortunately, she was clever and immediately changed her words.

She thought that Lu Jun just didn't like Chu Xiaoxiao's originally well-behaved and quiet personality, but she didn't expect that she still made a mistake, and people had no emotional intelligence at all.

After listening to Fu Xin's emotion, Lu Jun looked up at her for two seconds, and suddenly, he reached out and pinched her chin.

"And what do you want me to mean to you, tell me?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Fu Xin for two seconds, and saw himself reflected in the dark black pupils.

The air fell silent, like an evenly matched confrontation, and no one would let anyone.

It was strange that Lu Jun had never been so curious about Chu Xiaoxiao as he was, wanting to know how she would react to her actions.

In the end, Fu Xin felt the pain in his jaw, and bared his teeth and spit out a sentence towards Lu Jun: "Pain, death, you, aunt, milk, milk, it's over!" ”

In this atmosphere, she really spit out a shocking sentence.

Lu Jun let go of his hand, and suddenly felt that he was a fool who was bothering with her.

And as soon as he let go, he saw Fu Xin rubbing her chin and glaring at him.

Fu Xin: "Lu Jun, are you jealous of my sharp chin?" ”

Lu Jun: "......"