I hate seeing the facade

[On a certain occasion, being forced into a predicament, an unforeseen situation occurs, being in a dilemma and unable to get rid of it and being at a loss. 】

This is Baidu Encyclopedia's definition of embarrassment.

The fine-textured wagyu beef is roasted just right, the browned edges are slightly raised, and the fat splashes happily on the grill pan, sizzling.

Fang Yiran wished he could plunge into the brazier right now.

Three 10 minutes, a full three 10 minutes.

Except for ordering food, he and Yu Rong just sat here in a daze, sitting until the sea was dry and the stone was rotten until the sky was old, but they didn't say a word.

Yu Rong sat across from him, with his head down, drinking tea quietly, as if he was going to exhaust himself to death with him.

The flames in the charcoal brazier jumped happily, Fang Yiran decided to give himself a good time.

He coughed, picked up his chopsticks, and started to work on the largest piece of wagyu beef in the pan.

Fang Yiran picked up the fatty barbecue and was just about to put it on his plate, but when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Yu Rong's slender and white wrist.

The movements of his hands paused, the direction of the chopsticks turned, and the barbecue fell into Yu Rong's plate.

Yu Rong looked at him silently.

Fang Yiran grinned: "Anyway, you're treating me."

Yu Rong was stunned for a moment, so he was not polite, picked up the barbecue and put it in his mouth.

This child always eats in small bites, and is extremely delicate, with slightly swollen cheeks, which rise and fall slightly with the chewing movements, just like a hamster,

Fang Yiran's heart gradually softened.

Yu Rong ate a few pieces of meat by himself, and found that Fang Yiran was still in a daze, and felt a little embarrassed when he thought that he was treating guests.

"Eat." Yu Rong said lightly,

"Ah." Fang Yiran regained his composure, picked up the chopsticks, and suddenly looked at Yu Rong in surprise, "Are you concerned about the captain?"

Yu Rong was speechless for a moment, and the temperature in his eyes suddenly dropped again.I don't know if he was angry or ashamed, but the child's temper came up very quickly, and he immediately put down his chopsticks without saying a word, and buried himself in playing with his phone.

However, who is Fang Yiran? His pair of fiery eyes clearly caught the two blushes slowly rising on Yu Rong's cheeks.

The little boy is stubborn and thin-skinned.

While Fang Yiran was secretly laughing, a Japanese waitress in a kimono suddenly walked forward with small steps.

The little girl was very cute, holding a stack of papers in her hand, and asked politely in English with a smile: "Gentlemen, would you like to fill in your meal feedback? After filling out, you can get our special rabbit pudding for free."

As she spoke, she pointed to a picture on the menu in her hand. On the picture was a white and soft pudding in the shape of a bunny. It should be the kind of Internet celebrity dessert that is very popular with young girls.

Fang Yiran has never been very fond of filling out questionnaires, and he has no interest in sweets.

Looking at the unfinished barbecue on the table, he felt that it might be wasted if he gave it away, so he naturally declined, "No..."

Then he paused because he saw the expression on Yu Rong's face.

Yu Rong stared straight at the picture of rabbit pudding, he didn't say anything, but his eyes were shining, as if they were filled with light.

"..." Fang Yiran immediately swallowed the words "don't use", then fell silent for two seconds, and asked tentatively, "Want?"

Yu Rong suddenly regained his composure, and quickly turned his head away.

"I don't want to eat." He said slowly.

Fang Yiran: "......"

You're so close to writing "I really, really want to" right on my face my ancestors.

"Really don't want to eat?" Fang Yiran confirmed again slowly.

Yu Rong shook his head firmly: "It's just a childish snack, I'm not interested."

Fang Yiran was about to go crazy from laughing.

"Then I'll fill out the questionnaire, thank you." Fang Yiran replied to the young waitress in English with a smile on his head.

Yu Rong glared at him.

Fang Yiran took the questionnaire and pen, and replied innocently: "I still want to eat if you don't want to, is there a problem with dessert after dinner, kid?"

"Up to you." Yu Rong sneered.

Rabbit pudding was served.

The little rabbit's milky white buttocks are round, delicate and elastic, and exude a mellow milky fragrance.The side is dotted with pink strawberry jam and green mint leaves, which is really exciting to watch.

Fang Yiran leisurely picked up his phone and started taking pictures.

He took pictures horizontally for 5 minutes, and took pictures vertically for 5 minutes. After 5 minutes of beautification, he finally closed the phone and held the dessert fork in an elegant manner.

Yu Rong knocked on the phone as hard as if it was going to smash the screen.

I really hate him.Yu Rong thought, really, really hate this person.

"Yu Rong." Fang Yiran called him.

Yu Rong pretended not to hear, and flicked his fingers quickly on the screen of the phone.

"Yu Rongrong." The person opposite was still reluctant to give up.

Yu Rong raised his head coldly, and just as he was about to say something, his half-open mouth was suddenly stuffed into a spoonful of ice-cold pudding by the person opposite.

The pudding is delicious, sweet, bouncy, and has the expected mellow and delicious milk flavor.

Yu Rong was stunned, forgot to get angry for a moment, but slowly chewed the food in his mouth,

"Is it tasty."

Fang Yiran took the spoon out of Yu Rong's mouth unhurriedly, with a calm expression.

However, he looks like an old dog on the surface, but he is actually a group of flustered people.

The boy was chewing the pudding in his mouth angrily, so well-behaved that his heart was about to melt.

"So-so." Yu Rong said pretending to be calm.

"Ah, as expected, there are no good gifts." Fang Yiran cooperated with him in acting, waved his hand, and looked disappointed, "Forget it, I'll give it to you, I won't eat."

Yu Rong's eyes brightened up.

He still looked reluctant, but he carefully took the plate containing the pudding, picked up the fork and began to eat seriously bite by bite.

Fang Yiran sat across from him and watched him eat quietly.

After that night, the intersection between the two unknowingly increased.

Fang Yiran felt that his understanding of Yu Rong in the past two weeks had caused him to slowly change some of the one-sided views he held towards him in the past four years.

He discovered a lot of unknown side of Yu Rong.

For example, Yu Rong likes to blush very much, and he usually doesn't know it.

In fact, he is also very trustworthy, no matter how much he hates Fang Yiran, he still invites Wagyu who promised.

Others looked icy and cold, proud and arrogant, with a hard mouth.

But in fact he is arrogant, soft-hearted, and a simple child.

Fang Yiran came back to his senses and found that the corners of his mouth had been raised inadvertently for a long time.

He froze for a moment.

When Yu Rong returned to the room, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

He ate so much that he couldn't sleep because his stomach was full.So he lay on the bed, opened Weibo, and decided to watch something for entertainment.

Enter the Weibo main interface, refresh, and a Weibo just sent pops up.

Yu Rong was stunned.

@Y197_Fang Yiran: Cute. 【picture】

Click on the accompanying picture, it is the white and soft rabbit pudding just now.The pictures are well taken, and the filters and composition are also very technically arranged.

Yu Rong snapped the phone off.

He lay on the bed in a daze for a while.

Ten minutes later, Yu Rong fumbled for his phone in the dark and opened Weibo again.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally liked the Weibo post.

The author says:

Yu Rong: I don't like pudding at all, not at all.