Infatuated male supporting role

After a while, two bowls of hot wontons were served.

Because the bowl was not big enough, Lu Xingchen ordered two extra large noodles on a separate small plate, and the owner of the wonton shop trotted over to bring it up.

"Hey, this guy looks familiar."

Lu Xingchen thought the boss was talking about himself, after all, he just wandered around and was about to strike up a conversation, but when he looked up, he saw the owner of the wonton shop staring at Luo Han's face.

After Luo Han sat down, he took off his sunglasses. As the big boss of the Luo family, he would occasionally appear on some business magazines or financial programs.

People in the market pay a lot of attention to the Luo Group recently, and it is normal to have an impression of Luo Han's face.

Luo Han was about to say something, when Lu Xingchen interjected, "My friends also said he looked familiar when they saw him."

Luo Han turned his head to look at him.

Lu Xingchen smiled and said to the owner of the wonton shop: "He has a public face."

Luo Han: "..."

Wonton shop owner: "..."

He glanced at the man's handsome and noble face again, thinking that he almost didn't know the word "public face".

The owner of the wonton shop is also a knowledgeable person, knowing that the two customers are not interested in perfunctory with him, so it happened that someone at the table next to him called him, and walked over to say hello.

Lu Xingchen and Luo Han looked at each other.

Although he was called "the face of the public", the man didn't seem to be dissatisfied. He picked up a spoon, scooped up a wonton, put it in his mouth, raised his brows, and swallowed the wonton.

Lu Xingchen said cautiously: "I'm afraid they will recognize you and say some bad things."

Luo Han gently moved his fingertips holding the spoon: "You also know about the market here?"

Lu Xingchen felt bad, so he quickly changed the subject: "How about it, are the wontons delicious?"

Luo Han glanced at him, but didn't continue to pester him about the market: "You know if you eat or not?"

"it is good."

The way Lu Xingchen eats is really not elegant, especially when he eats a big row, Luo Han can see the oil stains on his face.

Fortunately, not ugly.

Maybe it was because the weather was too good, or maybe the smell of wontons was too tempting, Luo Han unknowingly ate the whole bowl of wontons.

When Luo Han was eating a bowl of wontons, Lu Xingchen finished the bowl of wontons, two pork ribs, two eggs and the wonton soup.His eyes drifted to the menu on the table several times, wondering if he was thinking about what else to eat.

Luo Han put down the spoon, took out a paper towel and wiped his mouth, Lu Xingchen just came back to his senses, and then took out a few paper towels and wiped his mouth indiscriminately.

It's a pity that the oil stains from eating the big row still haven't been wiped off.

Luo Han: "..."

I didn't know it before, but now I feel more and more that this child's tutor is very worrying.

Lu Xingchen wiped his mouth: "Oh, has Uncle Wang been waiting for you, should we pack a copy for him?"

"Need not."

Lu Xingchen was about to accuse the man of being careless, when Luo Han said, "I drove here by myself."

"What about Uncle Wang, is he resting today?"

"No."

"Why don't you let him send you off without you?"

Luo Han looked at him, but didn't speak.

Lu Xingchen: "!!!"

His throat was a little itchy: "So you left Uncle Wang to me?"

Luo Han stood up with downcast eyes: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Lu Xingchen still sat there motionless, he raised his head, and stared at Luo Han without blinking. Apart from surprise, there were some inexplicable things jumping in his talking eyes.

The man turned his back to him, his slender figure covered the sunlight in front of Lu Xingchen: "You can go back by yourself if you want."

Lu Xingchen drove the wheelchair in a second: "Let's go, let's go, go home, go home."

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It was quite late when Luo Hai got home, dinner was already served, and Luo Han was also sitting at the dining table waiting.

After washing his hands, he sat down and looked around: "Where are the stars?"

Luo Han glanced at him, and took the bowl and chopsticks from Butler Zhang.

Butler Zhang: "Master Lu is still upstairs."

Luo Hai took it for granted: "Go, call him down for dinner."

Butler Zhang looked at Luo Han, apparently wanting to ask about his attitude.A servant knocked on the door and came in: "Housekeeper Zhang, my wife is on the phone."

Butler Zhang bowed, turned and walked out.

When Luo Hai mentioned that Lu Xingchen's appearance was too casual, Luo Han was inexplicably displeased.

"Although you are classmates, but now he is married to me, I hope you will call him brother too."

Luo Hai said strangely: "Don't, I called him brother so strange!"

Luo Han said unhappily, "He's older than you, so it's normal to call him brother."

Luo Hai met his elder brother's face, and after a long while, he squeezed out a smile: "Brother, you are too serious, Xingchen and I have been friends since we were young, and I am not used to changing my words suddenly."

Luo Han's voice became deeper and deeper: "You can get used to the change of his identity after he married me, so you can also get used to the change of address. Outsiders don't know about the change in your relationship, but at home, I hope you respect me."

The servant Xiao Fang pushed Lu Xingchen down from the elevator.

Xiao Fang is young and lively. Since Lu Xingchen was injured, he has been taking care of his daily life. Lu Xingchen asked many things about Luo Han from her.

Lu Xingchen said that he could control the wheelchair to go to the restaurant, and asked her to go to eat too, but as soon as he entered the restaurant, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Luo Han always eats very fast, mainly because he doesn't eat much and doesn't seem to be interested in food.

Luo Hai is different, as long as he wants to, he will look like an elegant nobleman in everything he does, especially when eating.Every movement, even the number of times he chewed in his mouth, Lu Xingchen felt that he had calculated it.

Coupled with his outstanding appearance, at first glance, it looks like a fixed-focus commercial in a gourmet promotional film, and every frame is beautiful.

But at this moment, the sound of his eating was so clear that Lu Xingchen could hear it clearly from about ten meters away.

No need to look at the person, Lu Xingchen can also guess that the other party must be "gobbling up".

Lu Xingchen pressed forward, and the wheels of the wheelchair rolled silently.He quickly moved to Luo Hai's side: "Hello!"

"Cough cough cough" Luo Hai almost choked and coughed several times.

"Did the chef make something very delicious today, please save some for me, don't eat too much!" Lu Xingchen said as he quickly served the table and picked up the chopsticks.

When it comes to eating, Lu Xingchen is always so eager, and the whole person becomes alive.

Although he usually has a lot of small expressions and small movements, he is the most special when he eats, like a little sun, which can attract everyone's attention.

Luo Han's eyes flicked across his face, and there was a rare smile in his voice: "You ate so much at noon, and now you still have an appetite?"

Luo Hai raised his head suddenly: "Did you have lunch together?"

Butler Zhang just walked in and said, "My wife called just now and said that she will fly back to China next month, and she should go back to live in this house. Let me talk to the young masters."

The chopsticks in Lu Xingchen's hand "slapped" onto the table, attracting the attention of other people in the restaurant.

Lu Xingchen lowered his head, his fingers resting on the chopsticks stiffly, his thoughts surged.

What?

This husband and brother-in-law haven't managed any of them, and he hasn't figured out a clue in the business war. Is he about to quickly enter the ethical script of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law war?

The author has something to say: As long as it is related to "eating", the painting style of the stars will be different.

This is the basic cultivation of a "foodie" _(:з"∠)_

Crying, let the stupid author see your little hands, okay~

Asking for comments, QAQ is very scared and writes again