Chapter 67: He shouldn't be misunderstood, right?
She didn't mean to shake his hand!
He shouldn't be misunderstood, right?
Lin Yu went to look at him quietly, but saw that his eyes fell on the chessboard, his handsome side face was deeply contoured, his eyes were slightly drooping, his eyelashes were very long, the bridge of his nose was very high, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his jawline was hard and sexy.
Lin Yu's breathing suddenly became chaotic, "That ......"
"Fall."
Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lingchuan spoke, his voice low and magnetic, and his tone was flat, as if he hadn't noticed her expression.
Lin Yu hurriedly retracted his chaotic thoughts, stretched out his hand and began to fall.
From time to time, his deep voice rang in her ears, pointing her to where to go.
And halfway through she tried to pull her hand out, but every time she was about to move, he would let her fall.
Lin Yu's ears turned red, and she began to think, what did he mean?
But soon, under his guidance, the game of chess ended quickly, and Mrs. Fu, who had won the afternoon, finally lost.
But she didn't feel displeased, but said with a smile: "Oh, I'm old, I can't play you young people anymore, Xiaochuan, Yuzu is still very talented in chess, you can teach her well." ”
Fu Lingchuan responded, then turned his head to look at Lin Yu, "You are very talented." ”
This sentence seemed to echo Mrs. Fu, and seemed to be praising her sincerely.
Lin Yu's breath stagnated, and she quickly stood up, and her hand was finally withdrawn, her eyes flickered twice and said, "I, I'm hungry, grandma, let's go eat." ”
Old Madam Fu nodded, "Okay, it just so happens that I'm hungry too, let's go together." ”
Lin Yu walked over and helped her out of the tea room.
Fu Lingchuan stood up slowly, he glanced at his hand, and the soft touch of her little hand remained in the palm of his hand.
His thin lips pursed into a straight line, and a touch of coldness soon appeared in his dark phoenix eyes, he put down his hand and walked out with a cold expression.
Inside the dining room.
Mrs. Fu kept serving vegetables to Lin Yu, and when she saw Fu Lingchuan coming, she pointed to a bowl of soup with a smile and said, "Xiaochuan, you drank this." ”
Fu Lingchuan glanced at the soup, his expression paused, and then said, "Grandma, I don't want to drink soup today." ”
Mrs. Fu's face did not change, "That's okay, if you don't drink today, you have to drink tomorrow, sooner or later." ”
"Poof......
Lin Yu laughed directly on the side.
Fu Lingchuan glanced at her unhappily, she immediately closed her mouth and forced a smile.
Fu Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie directly, and asked helplessly, "Grandma, why did you let me drink?" ”
Mrs. Fu said meaningfully: "This soup can cure your insomnia, you believe grandma's right." ”
Well, believe you, I'm suffering from insomnia even more.
Fu Lingchuan said: "My insomnia has been cured. ”
Old Madam Fu was immediately surprised, "Really? How is it good? When is it good? Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? ”
Fu Lingchuan said lightly: "It's okay for the past few days." ”
Mrs. Fu clapped her hands, "That's really good, you can drink a bowl of soup to celebrate." ”
Fu Lingchuan: "......"
Lin Yu: "Poof......"
Sorry, she couldn't help it.
Fu Lingchuan's cool gaze fell on her again, and this time Lin Yu couldn't help it no matter how he couldn't bear it.
Mrs. Fu smiled and said: "This soup not only treats your insomnia, but also treats all aspects of the problem, like you men drink the best, and then the pomelo will also be happy." ”
Lin Yu: "......"
Very good.
She couldn't laugh anymore.