How can I always be treated as a woman

"Okay!" Youyuan agreed happily. She had wasted a lot of physical energy to find Tang Feng.

"Sister Yu, how did you come here so quickly?" Tang Feng asked unrequitedly when he saw the face he was avoiding in front of him.

"There are only a few places you go, call your aunt, and your aunt will guess it right away!" You Yuan said, nodding to Lan Wanhua who was standing by the window as a greeting, then dragged the chair and sat down. Beside the table, a pair of almond eyes stared at the dishes on the table, waiting for the meal to be served.

The people who were the worst guests were so rude, and the few people at the scene temporarily put away their mutual hostility and speculation, and the turmoil suddenly turned into the calm before the storm.

Although Lu Songlin is the owner of the room, Jing Xing is the host tonight, so Jing Xing sat on the main seat in the middle, and Lan Wanhua and Lu Songlin consciously sat on each side. Tang Feng had to sit reluctantly. Next to Yuyuan.

"It's just a gathering of ordinary friends, please feel free." Jing Xing said, and picked up a piece of pork ribs in front of him as dinner.

Almost at the moment Jing Xing stretched out his chopsticks, Yuyuan quickly and ruthlessly stretched out his chopsticks to grab the biggest shrimp that the chopsticks had set his sights on a long time ago. The two chopsticks separated, and one chopstick held down the head of the shrimp. Hold down the tail of the shrimp with only chopsticks, and press hard with one. Like magic, a whole piece of shrimp appeared on the plate. Jing Xing was amazed when he saw it. He really wanted to ask how it was done!

"Girl, may I ask you, how do you peel your prawns?" Seeing Jing Xing's salivating look, Lan Wanhua laughed for a while, and asked Youyuan how to peel the prawns.

"Mr. Lan is too polite, just call me Yuyuan." With a standard smile of eight teeth on Yuyuan's face, he said, "Actually, it's easier to use a fork and spoon. Three tips for peeling shrimp, one shrimp belly Separate from the shrimp legs, separate the second shrimp head from the shrimp body, and the third shrimp tail from the shrimp skin, the principle is very simple!"

With that said, Yuyuan took the chopsticks and demonstrated again.

Lan Wanhua deserves to be a person who can occupy the top of the aristocratic circle in Kyoto. His learning ability is absolutely top-notch, and he easily learned Yuyuan's craft.

While Lan Wanhua was learning from You Yuan, Jing Xing picked up a chopstick of cod and put it into his own plate, carefully shaved off the bones and thorns, and put it into Lan Wanhua's bowl.With more and more people at the table, Jing Xing, who intended to reward Lan Wanhua alone, felt a little sorry, and always wanted to make it up to him.

When Lan Wanhua saw the white fish in his bowl and the shiny braised sauce, he suddenly felt a big appetite.Very naturally, he put the three peeled shrimps on Jing Xing's plate.

Jing Xing is obsessed with cleanliness. He likes to eat shrimp but hates the feeling of oily hands when peeled. He is considering whether to find a disposable glove.At this time, I found a peeled shrimp meat appeared in front of my eyes.Jing Xing immediately gave Lan Wanhua a grateful look in surprise.

Lu Songlin next to him was full of anger from the back and forth between the two, and he couldn't do such childish behaviors as fighting for favor, and his face suddenly became like a black pot.He didn't eat much from the table, but he drank all the monkey wine that Jing Xing brought out by himself.

"Hey? Songlin, what are you drinking, cup after cup, so delicious? Save some for me to taste!" Tang Feng noticed Lu Songlin's actions, got up from his seat, and grabbed Lu Songlin's hand wine jug.

Lu Songlin let go of the hand holding the jug without much struggle. Tang Feng looked at Lu Songlin suspiciously. This old boy has been protecting food since he was a child. If he wants to grab something from his mouth, don't spend a lot of time The power of the two tigers, they let go so quickly this time?Just wondering, Tang Feng weighed the jug in his hand, the weight was wrong!Pour it in your mouth, boy!Not a drop was left!Smell the taste, oh my mother, it smells so good, what should I do if I want to drink it more?

"How dare you swallow such a good wine all by yourself?!" Tang Feng slammed the jug on the table, pinched Lu Songlin's shoulders with both hands, and shook violently: "Is there any more, take it out!"

Jing Xing was originally chatting with Lan Wanhua, but at this time Tang Feng completely attracted his attention. He looked at Lu Songlin in surprise, did he drink the whole pot of wine?Is he all right?You must know that you are completely drunk after only one or two drinks.This jug of wine is at least one catty, no matter how good Lu Songlin is, he should drink too much, right?

"Pine forest?" Jing Xing called tentatively.

"Huh?" Lu Songlin's eyes were a little blurred.

"Are you okay?" Jing Xing asked, he felt that Lu Songlin was a little unconscious.

"What can I do wrong?" Lu Songlin laughed as if mocking himself, pulled Tang Feng from his neck, and said, "Yes, in your eyes, I am definitely not as good as Lan Wanhua!"

As soon as these words came out, it was as if a bottle of vinegar had been overturned in the air, and the sour smell spread in the air.Yuyuan, who was eating, raised his head and glanced at the people across the table, keenly aware of the different atmosphere, holding the attitude of watching the show, Yuyuan put another piece of pig ear in his mouth, chew it, chew it, swallow it .

Tang Feng who was pulled down stood there stiffly, as if he was shocked by Lu Songlin's remarks.

"You're drunk." Jing Xing felt a little embarrassed.

"I should have dealt with you that night! It's better than you following someone else now!" Lu Songlin pointed at Lan Wanhua, and the more he spoke, the more he felt aggrieved, and his eyes were gradually stained because of grievance or anger. Bloody.

"You're drunk!" Lan Wanhua interrupted Lu Songlin, it doesn't matter if you talk nonsense when you're drunk, it's best to keep your mouth shut when Jing Xing is involved, "I'm starting to talk nonsense."

"It's a pity that I was Liu Xiahui all night, and it really didn't end well for being a gentleman!" If Lu Songlin could shut up so easily, there would be no such slang words as Jiu Zhuang cowardly, telling the truth after drinking, drinking and making trouble, and so on. "Don't you remember the way you cuddled against me and cried for me that night?"

"Lu Songlin!" Jing Xing yelled, hoping that he would shut up quickly, he didn't expect that Lu Songlin's wine quality was so bad, and he could even say such hurtful things when he was drunk.

"Are you calling me? You don't need to be so loud, I can hear you." Lu Songlin spoke calmly, but a storm was brewing with curiosity in his eyes.Walking in front of Jing Xing, he stood still and stared at Jing Xing for a long time, as if he had never known him before.

Lan Wanhua, who was next to him, noticed that Lu Songlin's mood was a bit wrong, so he also stood up from his seat.Unexpectedly, this simple action irritated Lu Songlin who was on the verge of losing control. He suddenly grabbed Jing Xing's chin, lowered his head and kissed it fiercely. Jing Xing felt that his lips must be broken.

Almost in the next second, Lan Wanhua, who saw Jing Xing being offended, punched Lu Songlin on the cheek with such force that Lu Songlin was forced to let go of Jing Xing.

A streak of blood slid down from his face, Lu Songlin wiped it casually with the back of his hand, and said with a provocative smile: "I didn't expect Lord Lan, who has always been sick like Sister Lin, to have fists? Why? Let's make gestures?"

Jing Xing laughed angrily at Lu Songlin's words, of course it was impossible for him to let the two fight, just when Jing Xing's fists were itching so much that he wanted to make gestures with Lu Songlin himself, the aftertaste of the monkey wine broke out.Without warning, Lu Songlin just fell backwards.Jing Xing reached out to pick it up, but found that Tang Feng had appeared behind Lu Songlin at some point. Tang Feng, who was thin after losing weight, obviously overestimated his own strength, and the two of them just fell to the ground, with Tang Feng at the bottom, It became a meat pad.

The artists of their own family cared about it, and the big manager, who was still watching the excitement next to him, didn't think it was a big deal, had already left his seat before the two of them landed.When the two of them piled up the arhat on the ground, Yuyuan came to rescue Tang Feng stepping on his high-heeled shoes. The sturdy female man pushed the sleeping Lu Songlin away, and stretched out her hand to pull Tang Feng up from the ground.Unexpectedly, Tang Feng pushed away Yuyuan's hand all of a sudden, threw himself on the ground and put Lu Songlin's arm on his shoulder in a hurry, and staggered after taking two steps.Youyuan had no choice but to go over and support Lu Songlin's other arm, complaining in her heart, she likes to watch operas, but she doesn't like her own artists to act with her!God!What kind of love is this!

Seeing Lu Songlin slowly walking out of the restaurant supported by Tang Feng and Yu Yuan, Jing Xing didn't know what mood he should be in at the moment, why did he become like this after a good meal?

Seeing Jing Xing's lost look, Lan Wanhua sighed softly, walked behind Jing Xing, and stopped mentioning what happened just now, but changed the subject and said, "Is Jing Xing hungry? I'll do it myself when I go back to Lan Mansion." You eat, how about Yangchun noodles?"

Sensing the cautiousness in Lan Wanhua's tone, in order not to worry him, Jing Xing suppressed the sadness in his heart and nodded.

After finishing speaking, Tang Feng and his manager helped Lu Songlin into the master bedroom. Jing Xing and the two walked out side by side. Jing Xing felt as if he had passed away. He had a feeling that he might never enter this kitchen again in his life to cook a meal.

Along the deep alley, Jing Xing and Lan Wanhua walked side by side towards Lan Mansion. The street lamps were not as bright as the moonlight. Under the frosty moonlight, Lan Wanhua stretched out her hand and tentatively explored to the side. It was a bleak late autumn, icy cold In the warm air, the warm body temperature was particularly obvious, and Jing Xing's heart trembled. He took the initiative to reach out his hand and held it firmly back.

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This article is a re-edited version. I wrote nearly 10 words before. I felt that the idea was wrong, so I rewrote it. Originally, Lu Songlin was the hero and Lan Wanhua was the villain. If anyone wants to read it, Xieyang will open another article and provide it for free. Everyone, don’t enter, open a questionnaire now, please leave a message if you want to read it, let’s say it first, there are only 33 chapters, it’s a trap!