Perfect Two

Cheng Xirong found that the more Fu Zhou wanted to cover up, the more natural and sincere his attitude would be.Also when lying.Ordinary people's eyes will flicker when they are unable to cope with a sudden attack.The same goes for Fu Zhou, Cheng Xirong has seen him glance up and to the left.But this is only when there is no defense.

If there was a long period of blank space before, it may not be obvious to people.

But generally speaking, he is the kind who will cover up himself against the situation.The more pressure you have, the better you perform.When being tempted by someone, I just look straight at the other person, with calm and deep eyes.

As if this proves that he is not guilty.

But this is for the unfamiliar, or those who are facing this manifestation for the first time.Once you are familiar with it, it will not work. This has become a fixed pattern. As long as it is revealed, it will be a flaw.

Cheng Xirong smiled at Fu Zhou, but did not speak, leaving a mystery behind.

Su Minglin explained from the side: "Nan Lu talked about the studio and said that there is a great director now. Chen Jingtian asked who it was. Speaking of which, Senior Brother, do you know Chen Jingtian?"

When asking this question, Su Minglin glanced at Cheng Xirong.In fact, there is no deep meaning, but Su Minglin still remembers Cheng Xirong asking this question before entering the office.Su Minglin said that he wanted to be Cheng Xirong's bull and horse, so besides treating him to a meal, he naturally had to keep up with these little things.It doesn't waste any effort, and it's not troublesome, but it can please the little boss.

But this obviously startled Fu Zhou, the silence in his eyes began to shatter, and he was already a little surprised when he looked back at Su Minglin.

"Why do you ask?"

Su Minglin: "I don't know either!"

Cheng Xirong picked up the dish again, brought it to his mouth, and chewed it slowly.Fu Zhou and Su Minglin were left looking at each other, one dazed and the other dodging, neither of them could figure it out.

Before Su Minglin could explain, Fu Zhou also sensed the root cause, and put Su Minglin aside.He didn't ask Cheng Xirong either, and just said "eat", which was a bit of a collar, but it still had that kind of momentum.

Among the three, Cheng Xirong usually has the final say.This kind of center comes a little...complicated.Cheng Xirong's aura is strong, there is no doubt about it.But no matter how courageous his soul is, he can't bear the weakness of his body, and his biological age is also young. He will weaken by three points when he stands in front of him.So everyone treats him more or less like a pamper, treat him like a child, don't care so much.

On the other hand, it was also because of Fu Zhou's attitude towards Cheng Xirong.

Fu Zhou was really obedient to him.Especially after his operation, even though he didn't express it on his mouth, he hid that bit of caution in his eyes.With Fu Zhou's ambiguous attitude, Su Minglin and the others always have to weigh it.

Besides, Cheng Xirong still has the aura left over from the past, so he must be different from ordinary students.The combination of so many factors made Cheng Xirong gradually become a core.Su Minglin used to listen to Fu Zhou, but now he is also listening to Cheng Xirong.

So there are three people at a table, and the one with the lowest status is actually Su Minglin.Fu Zhou's words could scare Cheng Xirong out of the conversation, Su Minglin obediently bowed his head to eat, and stopped talking.

And Cheng Xirong... never said a word, giving Fu Zhou a chance to play.

Love to talk or not.Now, he is willing to mention it, but I may not be willing to listen to it!Who cares about his past?No one is so free and spends so much energy on such meaningless things.

Cheng Xirong just ate his own rice, but he ate a lot of the rice.In the end, he simply threw the rice aside and ate the meat from the twice-cooked pork.

Fu Zhou squinted at him, and when his chopsticks were reaching for another piece of meat, he reminded, "I've eaten a lot."

Cheng Xirong paused with his chopsticks.Su Minglin didn't understand, and said casually: "Eat it if you like it! If it's not enough, I'll fry another one! It's rare for me to invite another customer, and I will keep it for you to eat well today."

Fu Zhou was helpless: "He hasn't passed the recuperation period yet, so he needs to control his salt intake."

Su Minglin was startled, and hurriedly followed Fu Zhou: "I dare not eat too much. The rice outside is already salty, salty and oily. Boss, do you want me to order you a light dish?"

It's not that there are no light dishes. When ordering, Fu Zhou chose light dishes, and he also told the kitchen to put less salt.But unexpectedly, Cheng Xirong didn't touch those bland dishes at all, and just stared at the meat dishes that Su Minglin asked him to eat.

The flavors and attributes are really exposed.

Fu Zhou was helpless, and said, "Don't go out to eat in the future, I will cook at home."

After Cheng Xirong finished his mouth addiction, he began to take care of his body and put down his chopsticks obediently.He had a thought in his heart, he wouldn't even have this bit of restraint and rush to ruin his body.He didn't actually eat much, it's just that Fu Zhou was too nervous, and he automatically exaggerated when he saw one.

Su Minglin echoed on the opposite side: "Yes! Cooking by yourself can control the oil and salt, and it's delicious to go to the senior brother to cook!"

Cheng Xirong's heart was itchy, and he was unhappy if he didn't vent, so he squinted at Fu Zhou: "But your senior brother must have the heart to do it."

Fu Zhou: "...Go back and make a menu for you. Tell me in advance what you want to eat."

Want to eat people.

The meal was not lukewarm, and there was an undercurrent between Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou. They both knew that the other party had thoughts, and they knew where the other party's thoughts were.But no one said it, and it was a good assumption.

Only Su Minglin was still immersed in the sequelae of excitement, as long as he thought about Chen Jingtian, he would say a few words with emotion.Intermittent seizures made Fu Zhou impatient.After finally driving Su Minglin back, Cheng Xirong and Fu Zhou were left sitting in the cafeteria.

Both are silent.Cheng Xirong's head was empty, and all the blood was concentrated in the stomach, trying to digest the food.He hadn't had such a good appetite for a long time, and he ate a little more than usual, slumped on the chair and didn't want to move.

Fu Zhou looked at the half-empty rice in front of Cheng Xirong: "Are you full?"

Cheng Xirong glanced at him lazily, but did not respond.

Fu Zhou replied by himself: "I have eaten a lot of dishes. If you like meat, I will cook for you when I go back."

"Isn't the oil and salt too heavy to eat?"

"I'll try the oil-free version. Don't drink so much water."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

What an old lady... Since when did it start?This guy has always been good at taking care of people and keeping everything in life just in order.He even knows when to wash clothes and how much space can be vacated on the drying rack.Cheng Xirong has invited so many aunts, none of them are as good as Fu Zhou.It was a waste that he didn't do housekeeping.

But the current care seems to be somewhat different from before.

Well, not quite the same.

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