A heartthrob? Here you go!

Fang Chi glanced at Song Jingshen and chuckled in his heart.

It's so strange that Song Jingshen is actually about to cry.

Fang Chi couldn't help but glance at Song Jingshen again, and then at the woman beside him.

I heard that even in parliament, facing the questioning of more than a dozen members of parliament, Song Jingshen remained calm and composed.

Five years ago, even though he missed the opportunity to evacuate due to the power struggle among the nobles and was forced to stay alone in the heart of the rebel army, Song Jingshen did not show any fear. He fought his way out and even disintegrated the alliance of several states.

Such a person is actually about to cry because of Yu Ge’s words?

Fang Chi had a smile on his face as he put away his lunch box in an awkward manner.

It’s amazing, it’s really amazing.

How did my mother and sister discover such a powerful person?

Yu Ge looked at the pale and clean boy beside him trying to put the lunch box in vertically, sighed helplessly, and took the lunch box: "Put it like this."

He is truly a delicate young master who has never been involved in any women affairs.

Yu Ge sighed inwardly and reached out to take out the scattered lunch boxes one by one.

Fang Chi pretended to be at a loss and said, "I'm sorry, but I will learn."

Yu Ge shook his head: "It's nothing. Everyone has their own strengths. It's normal to make mistakes in things that are not often done."

No matter how simple something is, mistakes are inevitable when you do it for the first time.

Fang Chi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the woman next to him seriously.

Her eyes were focused and gentle, without a trace of hostility, plain yet eye-catching.

Her voice was calm and natural, as if it was a matter of course, just like when she said to him that day, "You are art itself."

Fang Chi's smile deepened, and he gently placed his hand on the back of her hand: "It hurts a little."

She is so gentle, no wonder that old man Song Jingshen likes her so much.

He likes it too, so it’s better for old men not to think about it.

If you are so busy with your career every day, you may not have time to take care of your family.

Yu Ge put away the lunch box and was fastening the bag when he felt the back of his hand warm. A bruised and ugly hand gently covered his face and words of grievance rang in his ears.

Yu Ge held up his hand, lowered his head and blew on it.

Song Jingshen's eyes suddenly widened, his teeth chattered up and down completely uncontrollably, the muscles on his face trembled, his breathing became more rapid, and his madly boiling anger, jealousy and pain roared raging.

Bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch--

What should I do? What should I do? The little fish is going to be snatched away!

The bitch was provoking him.

Let him die! Die die die die, damn bitch!

Xiaoyu, why did you blow on his wound? His heart ached, Xiaoyu.

He's in pain too, Xiaoyu, can you blow on his hands for him too?

Crystal clear tears slid down her face. Song Jing took deep breaths and stared at Yu Ge. She couldn't help but raise her hand. Her rational brain was completely suppressed by anger and she fell into a state of out of control.

"Little..." A gentle touch circled Yu Ge's arm. Yu Ge turned his head to look over. The elegant and handsome young man had a pale face with traces of tears, and his pale lips were trembling slightly.

"fish……"

His voice was very soft, but it was heard by the people around him.

The people who had originally been afraid to speak or peek because of the strange aura between the few people, all raised their eyes and looked over, scanning Yu Ge up and down with suspicion.

Small fish?

The suspicion in everyone's eyes deepened.

What is the name of Yu Ge, the member of Song Committee?

Commissioner Song is still holding her arm?

Yu Ge was startled and shouted very quickly and loudly: "Okay, Commissioner Song, we will leave right away, you don't need to rush us."

After saying that, Yu Ge pulled Song Jingshen's hand away neatly, turned around, grabbed the lunch box with one hand, grabbed Fang Chi's hand with the other, and nodded to Song Jingshen: "Thank you for your hard work, goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and ran away quickly. Fearing that they would be blocked by Song Jingshen in front of the elevator door while waiting for the elevator, she dragged Fang Chi to the stairwell and went down five floors before she breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Ge just stood still when a hand reached out to him.

Instead of using tissues or handkerchiefs, she used her slender fingers to gently wipe away the tiny beads of sweat on Yu Ge's temples.

Yu Ge turned his head and looked. The handsome and noble young man was clean and refreshing, with his purple eyes lowered, staring at the wet sweat on his fingers.

Yu Ge was a little embarrassed for a moment. He took out a tissue from his pocket and when he raised the tissue in his hand, Fang Chi lowered his head.

Yu Ge was stunned when he saw his actions.

The holy, elegant and noble young man lowered his swan neck, his thick black eyelashes half covering his purple eyes.

He gently opened his pink lips, held his fingers, rolled his tongue, and wrapped the sweat into his throat, then frowned slightly:

"Salty." His voice sounded as soft as the mountain breeze in the forest, and a pair of eyes as beautiful as violet gems looked at Yu Ge indifferently, with a slight frown between his brows.

"Why are you in a daze?"

Yu Ge stared at his lowered hand in a daze, his lips trembling for a few times. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He just pointed at his hand and asked:

"You, you ate it?"

Fang Chi tilted his head in confusion: "Yes, is it not possible?"

Yu Ge hesitated and looked at him, "Dirty."

Fang Chi thought for a moment and asked, "It's only a matter of time, isn't it?"

He looked at Yu Ge seriously and said, "You're bound to sweat when you do that kind of thing, so do you have to stop and take a shower then?"

"I'm adapting in advance. I'm very happy today." As he said this, he smiled gently, beautifully.

Yu Ge was stunned, opened his eyes wide and asked him angrily: "Why do you want to adapt to this kind of thing?"

Fang Chi's eyes were pure, like a pure white sheep who knew nothing about the world: "We are going to get married in the future, so we can't wait until that day to study. I have been cramming these days. Do you want to study with me?"

Yu Ge blushed and was speechless.

With this level of openness, Yu Yuehuai really needs to appear to suppress Fang Chi.

In the end, Yu Ge couldn't say anything anymore, so she just pulled him downstairs to the private room.

After sitting down, Yu Ge was thinking about how to make Fang Chi back down, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Yu Ge took the chopsticks, made up his mind, picked up a piece of chicken, and said slowly: "I still like to eat the dishes made by my family."

Fang Chi said, "Is this the dish cooked by Aunt Lin? If you don't mind, can I come over tonight to bother you? I'll ask her for some cooking tips."

Yu Ge looked dissatisfied: "My mother has just been discharged from the hospital, what are you thinking?"

Fang Chi seemed not to notice Yu Ge's difficulty, and replied smoothly: "I was wrong, then I will wait for you to get off work tonight and go visit my aunt."

"If you are worried, I can stay here and take care of your aunt nearby. I can cook and do housework for you at home."

He said, looking into Yu Ge's eyes very seriously: "I will learn, I will wait for you tonight."