I hate seeing the facade

The same.

Except that the iced Xueding coffee was replaced with hot corn juice, the pile of food Yu Rong ordered was exactly the same as the few foods that Fang Yiran casually mentioned just now

One is not bad, the other is not bad, exactly the same.

Fang Yiran sat up startled in his dying illness.

His mind was buzzing, and his blood seemed to boil instantly. He didn't speak, but just stared at Yu Rong's side face.

Yu Rong contemplated for a while, and chose to pick up the crispy chicken leg burger first.

He had already felt Fang Yiran's gaze that was about to burn through him, but he still didn't look back. He slowly lifted off the outer wrapping paper and stared at the golden crispy chicken chop and soft bread for three times. In seconds, he took a big bite.

Then he stared straight ahead, his cheeks puffed slightly, and he chewed slowly.

Fang Yiran finally regained his strength.

So just now Yu Rong poked on his phone for a long time and didn't talk to himself, so it was to order what he wanted to eat?

Fang Yiran felt that the corners of his mouth were about to reach the back of his head.

He wriggled to Yu Rong's side, put his chin in his hands, blinked at the expressionless Yu Rong, tilted his head and asked him with a playful smile: "Excuse me, little friend, who will allow you to move my favorite power?" Crispy Chicken Leg Burger?"

Yu Rong ignored him with a puffy face, but took another bite of the burger as if nothing had happened.

Fang Yiran's careless heart really softened into a puddle of mud.

Fang Yiran suddenly put his face in front of the hamburger in Yu Rong's hand, like a wolf dog that suddenly went mad, grabbed Yu Rong's wrist, and took another big bite directly at the place where he had already bitten off.

Yu Rong held up the hamburger dully: "!!!!!!"

"Incense." Fang Yiran turned his face away and said vaguely.

Yu Rong really wanted to greedy Fang Yiran at the beginning, but he far underestimated how thick-skinned Fang Yiran was.

He looked at Fang Yiran with an intoxicated face, and looked at the hamburger in his hand, which was almost half missing. He was so angry that his voice trembled a little: "Are you a hippopotamus?"

"Delicious." Fang Yiran blinked innocently.

Yu Rong closed his eyes and took a breath, his long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was trying to persuade himself not to be serious with a patient who was not clear-headed.

Then he opened his eyes, stuffed the hamburger into Fang Yiran's hand viciously, and said with a sneer, "Eat it, I'm not hungry anymore."

"It's so tasteless to eat alone, how can there be two people sharing it."

Fang Yiran stuck to it again, "Take a quick bite, the chicken chops here are covered with the most bread crumbs, I have never bitten this one before, the cold won't pass on to you, it's so crispy..."

Yu Rong frowned, and turned his body to hide from him angrily, Fang Yiran shamelessly entangled him even tighter, and the two of them just pushed and shoved.

"You guys...don't have enough food?"

Jiang Qingli happened to see this scene when he was throwing out the trash, thinking that they were really arguing because they didn't have enough to eat, and asked dumbfounded.

As a Xipi fan, how could she just watch her boss quarrel over such a trivial matter——Jiang Qingli hurriedly pointed to her seat enthusiastically: "I still have a spare tinfoil [-]s over there. Buy one get one free, for those who haven’t touched chopsticks, I’ll give it to you.”

Fang Yiran simply hated iron but not steel.

Fun, this is fun, sister, can we not be a hindrance?

So there is the current scene. In the middle of the chicken wings, burger, mashed potatoes, and corn juice, there is a box of tinfoil sixties that are still bubbling, with green and red chili rings sprinkled on it, and vermicelli soaked in spicy oil. Look It's very hot and explosive.

Yu Rong and Fang Yiran fell silent in a rare tacit understanding.

Fang Yiran had a terrible sore throat, but he didn't really want to eat spicy food.

But he recalled Yu Rong's obedient way of chewing hamburgers just now, thinking that children might prefer to eat fast food, and he remembered that Yu Rong's taste was always light, so he thought he was understanding and said, "I'll eat sixties, you Eat all those snacks."

Yu Rong misunderstood.

He stared at Fang Yiran, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his soft lips were drawn into an unpleasant line.

"You go and eat the snacks I bought." Yu Rong said hard and bang bang.

Fang Yiran thought he was being polite: "It's okay, you can eat, it's fine if I eat fans......"

Unexpectedly, Yu Rong looked even more unhappy.

Then, under Fang Yiran's blank stare, he suddenly snatched the box of tinfoil sixties, picked up chopsticks and picked up a large group of fans, and started to devour it.

Fang Yiran:? ? ?

Yu Rong was scalded so badly that he breathed out while holding his fans in his mouth. His beautiful eyes were even filled with tears from the heat, but he still stubbornly continued to stuff it into his mouth, as if he was afraid that Fang Yiran would get along with him. Just grab it yourself.

Fang Yiran is really fucking stupid.

"Eat slowly..." Fang Yiran murmured, "I won't compete with you..."

Yu Rong took two bites before raising his head. While chewing with his mouth full, he looked at Fang Yiran fiercely.

"Go and eat the snacks I bought." Yu Rong ordered in a vicious voice.

Fang Yiran said confusedly: "...Okay."

wrong.

where is wrong.

Fang Yiran numbly put a mouthful of finger-licking original chicken, which should be crispy on the outside, tender and delicious on the inside, but at this moment it is tasteless.

Absolutely, absolutely, there is something wrong.

Fang Yiran suddenly had a bold idea.

He was so scared that he didn't even have the guts to say this idea in his heart, because just thinking about the possibility of this matter, he felt that his whole body was about to boil, and the blood in the left atrium, left ventricle, right atrium, and right ventricle burst out. Shouting to burst out of his heart.

Even if he thought about it for a second, he felt like he was about to pass out from bliss.

Fang Yiran glanced bewilderedly at Yu Rong who was still buried in his fans beside him.

Yu Rong... is it possible...

...Jealous?

Fang Yiran spent the whole day in dismay.

In the evening, he returned to the dormitory, closed and locked the bedroom door, found the aroma diffuser that Li Leilei had given him earlier from the drawer, lit three or four drops of refreshing tea tree essential oil, and crossed his legs in the white smoke. , sitting neatly in the middle of the bed.

Meditation, he needs to be completely still.

Fang Yiran began to write down the events of the past few days one by one.

He found all the unreasonable situations, once he started to think about it from the phenomenon of "Yu Rong is jealous", all of them made sense at once.

It can even be said to be suddenly enlightened.

For example, his sudden hostility towards Jiang Qingli when he was just filming, and the chilly look in his eyes when he saw himself interacting with Jiang Qingli.

Another example is the sudden friendly attitude towards Jiang Qingli the next day after he learned that Jiang Qingli had a date from time to time from his mouth that night.

Or for example, seeing today that I wanted to eat Jiang Qingli's tinfoil sixties instead of the KFC he bought, I was so angry that I would snatch the sixties fans and stuff them into my mouth regardless of burning my mouth.

Fang Yiran really panicked.

He took a deep breath, let the refreshing smell of tea tree essential oil penetrate into his nasal cavity, and tried his best to wake up his brain that was about to become a mess.

Can't breathe, still can't breathe.

Fang Yiran panted rapidly with his mouth open, only feeling that the oxygen was thin and his head was swollen.

Fang Yiran suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared.

Then he unloaded his strength and fell on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and the 1.9-meter tall man rolled violently from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and then rolled back to the head of the bed from the end of the bed.

Finally rolled from the head of the bed to the floor.

Fang Yiran lay sprawled on the ground, seemed to be looking at the lights on the ceiling, and at the same time looking at the pattern on the lampshade, looking at the dusty dust on the pattern.

But he actually didn't see anything.

Fang Yiran felt that he was the happiest person in the world.

He jumped for joy, but at the same time he was cautious not to believe it.

What could be happier than knowing that the person you like likes you too?

I can't wait anymore, Fang Yiran thought, I really can't wait even a second.

Fang Yiran got up and found his cell phone in the mess.

He directly WeChat Jiang Qingli: Is Sister Qingniao there?

Fang Yiran: Are you there?

Fang Yiran: Are you there?

Fang Yiran: Are you there?

Jiang Qingli: You'd better come to me if you have something important【/smile】

Jiang Qingli: Because I'm going on a date with someone I haven't seen in two weeks, time is very tight, so hurry up.

Fang Yiran: It's not a big deal

Fang Yiran: I want to confess to Yu Rong.

Jiang Qingli: Oh, that’s it.

Fang Yiran closed the phone, folded his hands in front of his chest, and just calmly closed his eyes to rest.

Within ten seconds, the phone vibrated crazily.

Jiang Qingli: The date has been cancelled.

Jiang Qingli: You! ! ! !

Jiang Qingli: Immediately! ! ! !

Jiang Qingli: Immediately! ! ! ! ! !

Jiang Qingli: Explain the matter clearly to me? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! !! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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