When Ling Xingwei was hungry, he finally heard the door being pushed open with a "squeak". Rong Zun walked in with a bowl of porridge, and said with a smile, "Get up, the porridge cooked for you by the God of Cookery is better than Chenglian's craftsmanship." much better."

Ling Xingwei sat up with the strength of his arm, and Rong Zun put a cushion behind him.Ling Xingwei didn't ask him to feed it, but took it by himself, and drank it slowly.

Rong Zun didn't say a word, just sat beside him and looked at him, his eyes were as gentle as ever, but also with a trace of inquiry, as if he was the first day he knew him.

Ling Xingwei's ears turned red, he raised his eyebrows and asked harshly, "What are you looking at?!"

Rong Zun asked: "You just said you like me, what do you mean?"

Ling Xingwei was choked by the porridge in one breath, coughing so much that he almost spit out his lungs, and it took him a long time to recover, his face was flushed from suffocation, and he stared at him.Seeing Rong Zun's beautiful deer eyes slightly wide open, as if he was waiting for his answer, Ling Xingwei's Adam's apple rolled, and he simply grabbed his hand, trembling slightly, and said word by word: "Lao Tzu What do you mean when you say you like you even if you can die for you?!"

Rong Zun nodded, gently pulled out his hand, and turned around to go out.Ling Xingwei looked at his back in a daze, feeling bitter in his heart.

Rong Zun opened the door and walked out. He didn't even close the door, and asked the guqin teenagers who crowded towards the door, "Heard what he said? Do you think that's what he meant when he said he liked it?" "

This time, the guqin teenagers were absolutely consistent, and they all nodded and said, "That's right, that's what he meant."

"Yes, yes, that's what it means."

"..."

There was a loud sound of smashing a bowl from the door, and then Ling Xingwei's roar followed, "Rong Zun! Your mother, next time we talk again, you are not allowed to call such a gang Listen to the wall!!"

Rong Zun let out an "Ouch", and hurriedly stepped out the remaining leg, shutting his growling inside the door.

Ling Xingwei panted heavily and leaned against the head of the bed, faintly, he could still hear someone outside explaining to Rong, pretending to understand, "He is jealous."

"No, no, it's clearly out of embarrassment..."

"These bastards." Ling Xing didn't swallow his anger, but leaned back helplessly and decadently, and put the back of his hand on his eye socket.

He couldn't believe that he really said that sentence?

What about Rong Zun... What would that person's answer be?

If... if...

……

Rong Zun didn't visit him again until he fell asleep at night, but God of Cookery came in once and brought a bowl of nourishing soup.While he was drinking, he took out a bunch of messy gadgets from his pocket, saying that this one was from Jiu Xiao, and that one was from Hao Bell... It wasn't that they didn't want to come, but they were afraid of disturbing his rest.

Ling Xingwei sneered, is it too late to please him now?

As soon as the God of Cookery went out, a group of teenagers waiting outside surrounded him, "How is it? Is Minister Ling angry?"

The God of Cookery paused, imitating Ling Xingwei's tone, and "hummed" with a cold face, then returned to his smiling face, ignored them and left with a smile on his face.Leaving a group of teenagers looking at each other in a daze, carefully glanced at Ling's closed door, shivered at the same time, and then quickly scattered and ran back to their rooms.

After another day, Ling Xingwei still didn't see Rong Zun's figure.When the God of Cookery delivered the meal at night, he finally couldn't help it, put the bowl down with a "snap", "I don't want to eat."

"Rong Sanbao, don't underestimate this bowl of porridge. Just now Xiaobao squatted in the kitchen and stared at it for a long time, but I didn't let him get a bite of it." The God of Cookery said leisurely.

Ling Xingwei asked with a straight face: "What about him?"

"Who?"

"Rong Rong ro... bottle!"

"Rongrong Meat Bottle," God of Cookery said leisurely, "I don't know, maybe he is still training. If you are worried, you can send him a message and ask him."

After dinner, Ling Xingwei lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall back to sleep, and finally sent him three words: What are you doing?

Rong Zun was also lying on the bed. He was holding Rong Xiaobao as a cushion, but when he heard the phone ringing, he picked it up and looked at it, and immediately exploded with his messy hair. He ran to the front room holding the phone, and pushed the door open. , Everyone who was playing cards on the kang turned their heads and were stunned.

Ling Xing waited for a long time, and was so anxious that he was about to smoke. Finally, he received a reply, which said: You go to sleep, and heal your injury as soon as possible, so we can go on a date.

Ling Xingwei's eyes zoomed in suddenly, and he turned his hand up and down twice in disbelief, to confirm that he was not mistaken, and the corners of his mouth opened uncontrollably!

Turned over from the bed, fell back down in pain, still couldn't help being silly.

Dating?Dating! !Is he going on a date with himself? ? !

Isn't that...

illustrate……

A... yes? ? !

Seeing that the sending was successful, Rong Zun raised his head and continued to ask for advice, "I've already said it, then what?"

Hao Zhong thought for a while, but he didn't have any idea, "Next, Minister Ling should take care of his injury for a while, right? Let's wait until he recovers?"

"You're right." Rong Zun nodded.

At this moment, Rong Zun's cell phone rang again, and when he picked it up, it read: Rong Rong, good night.

Jiu Xiao wanted to look over, but was blocked by Rong Zun.For some reason, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Seeing everyone's eyes staring at him, he "slapped" the phone and ignored it.

Everyone was disgusted for a while, but they still gathered together to help him make suggestions.

With a light "tsk" around the beam, he glanced at Rong Zun, "Don't rush to come up with ideas, look at this person, does he seem to like someone?"

All eyes were on his face, and Rong Zun was stared at a little unnaturally, "What are you all looking at me for? You also asked me to send text messages like that."

This face of shirking responsibility also left everyone dumbfounded.

Jiao Wei said anxiously: "That's when we asked you if you like Xingwei, and you said you did!"

Rong Zun: "I like him."

"But there are many kinds of liking! Just like I used to have one kind of liking for Sister Luyu, and another kind of liking for Master Cai Yong!"

"What about me?" Hao Zhong suddenly came over and looked at him with big innocent eyes, "Didn't you say that you like me the most now? Do you like them more than you?"

Jiao Wei was stared at by such a pair of beautiful eyes, blushed, and said falteringly: "You, you are my best friend, of course it's different..."

"How different is it?" The bell insisted.

"I know this, I know this!" Jiu Xiao interjected, "It's like my brother liking me is different from liking that little golden retriever!"

"Who did you learn this kid from!" Cheng Lian pressed his head angrily.

Jiu Xiao struggled, "Oh, what's the matter, you are jealous, jealous of my intelligence! Have you ever seen a child genius?"

"A thousand-year-old child?"

"..." Jiu Xiao twisted, "Okay, don't hold me down! At this time, I still have to ask my brother to help you!"

So everyone turned their attention to Chunlei again.

spring thunder:"……"

Rong Zun seemed to have nothing to do with sitting on the side eating sunflower seeds, the skin of the sunflower seeds fell off when he laughed, and coughed lightly.

"My lord..." Chunlei felt helpless, walked up to Rong Zun, and knelt down to help him pack the melon seeds.

Rong Zun looked at him quietly, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes.

"My lord, do you hate Minister Ling?" Chun Lei asked suddenly while tidying up.

"I don't hate it."

"Even now, don't you hate it?"

"...No."

"That's all right. You don't have to think about anything, just let things take their course."

Minister Ling is the same kind of person as him, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he is reluctant to let go.Lord Rong is lucky, as long as he stands still and does not back down, Minister Ling will run the rest of the distance alone and run towards him without hesitation.

That person has already owned his life, so what else can't be given?

"It's as if I don't do anything..." Rong Zun muttered softly, under Chun Lei's gaze, he couldn't look directly at him, turned around, and walked in while yawning, "Oh It's so late, I'm going to bed first..."

After walking all the way inside, Ruyu's face seemed to be on fire, and she muttered softly: "What are these people talking nonsense..."

Everyone watched Rong Zun's figure disappear, Jiu Xiao grabbed Chun Lei's clothes, and frowned, "Brother, I really feel sorry for that big guy, when do you think adults will understand?"

Chunlei patted his younger brother's head, then lowered his head, "Wait until you stop being shy."

……

Early the next morning, as soon as Rong Zun opened the door, he was startled by a person standing in front of him.

"You, you, you... why don't you lie on the bed and stand at my door?!"

Ling Xingwei had a serious face, "Go on a date."

Rong Zun pursed his lips and didn't return him, but just stretched out a finger and poked lightly towards his chest.I saw him staggering two steps back, his face changed slightly, but in an instant he straightened his face again, as if he wasn't the one who almost fell down just now, he raised his chin, "Go and wash up, I'll wait for you."

"..."

Early in the morning, Rong Zun suddenly heard a loud bang from the yard, "Wait for my Qinqin! Rong Sanbao, Rong Sanbao, you can stand it all night, right?"

The guqin teenagers just opened the door and looked out, when they saw Minister Ling, who was hanging on the sky, was carried back into the room by Rong Zun like a paper man.

"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid I'm going to rebel against CP." Jiu Xiao muttered in a low voice, and his brother Chun Lei lowered his head and asked him, "What is CP?"

"You don't know, bro? I just saw it on the Jinjiang Novel Online. I thought that the big guy from Minister Ling must be the one above, but now I think our Lord Rong is not a vegetarian... Oh, by the way, bro, are you which one?"

Next, Ling Xingwei's room hadn't stopped yet, and everyone was fortunate enough to watch a big scene of beating up his brother violently in the yard.

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