Fake parents dressed as villains

Made him angry again?

Luo Yansheng thought in a daze.

"Wait for me first." Luo Yansheng said to Hengqiu, and then followed Song Jin to the door.

Song Jin sat at the desk facing him, her jawline tensed, she closed the language documents, and placed them in an arrangement on the desk from high to low, from thick to thin.

Song Jin has a strong desire to control her own things, and everything in the room is placed in an orderly manner.

"Song Jin?" Luo Yansheng leaned on the door frame and called his name.

Song Jin brought the pen container in front of her. When she was reciting the book just now, the pen inside was messed up by Luo Yansheng.

"En." Song Jin nodded, but did not look at Luo Yan's voice.

He poured out all the contents of the pen holder, and then put them back one by one in his own order. He was very patient during the process, and he didn't seem to feel anything except the low air pressure around him.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Yansheng asked cautiously.

Alas, he is too cloudy and uncertain.

Song Jin shook her head: "It's nothing."

"Oh." Luo Yansheng nodded in doubt.

He thought about it carefully, and he really didn't say anything to make him angry.

Seeing him standing still by the door, Song Jin stopped what she was doing, her eyes hung down on the empty pen tube in her palm, and she didn't put it into the pen holder for a long time.

"Don't go? She's still waiting for you." Song Jin said.

"Did you hear that? Yes, I just came to tell you that I hurt her a little last time, so going to have a meal with her today is an apology." Luo Yan said.

Luo Yansheng couldn't figure out what Song Jin was thinking, could it be that he was annoyed that he messed up his pen holder just now?

"There is still some food to order in the kitchen, you can make some by yourself at noon."

Song Jin lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the pen holder, neither saying yes nor no.

"Then I'll go first?" Luo Yansheng said tentatively.

Song Jin pursed her lips and gave a cold "hmm".

Seeing this, Luo Yansheng left the yard in peace.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually going away, Song Jin's movements completely stopped.

He looked at the pens arranged according to color and length in the pen container. They were clearly arranged according to his own ideas, and they were all within his control. Why was he feeling unspeakably irritated?It always feels like something is messed up.

However, as far as Song Jin could see, there was nothing that was not as expected.

After having lunch with Hengqiu, the boss asked them if they were a couple at the checkout. Before Luo Yansheng could react, Hengqiu nodded.

Luo Yansheng gave her a surprised look, but said nothing.

After walking out of the restaurant, Hengqiu said: "Brother Yansheng, I'm sorry, I don't have enough pocket money and I really want to eat here, so..."

Luo Yansheng didn't mind this, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine, but I shouldn't lie. Just let me know if you want to eat. Didn't I say before that I want to treat you to a meal?"

Heng Qiu blushed, and asked in a low voice: "Then can I come to you again? Hang out together?"

Luo Yansheng looked at her in surprise, and said, "I'm already this old, what do you want to play with me?"

Hengqiu stared at him and chuckled: "How old are you? Aren't you only 23 years old? And I think chatting with you is very interesting and very happy."

"That's right, I'm an adult, I'm 23 years old!" When Luo Yansheng said this, his expression couldn't be more proud.

Speaking of this, Luo Yansheng thought of something, and said: "You are a little older than my Song Jin, if you are bored, you can get in touch with him more."

Heng Qiu immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, he doesn't look easy to get along with."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You just don't know him. He's actually very easy to get along with."

Where is he so difficult to get along with?Although the temper is a little bit weird, but there is nothing wrong with it at all!

"Brother Yansheng, what is your relationship with Song Jin? After we have a meal, you never leave him."

"He is my eldest nephew. He is very smart, and he will definitely be very promising in the future."

"Oh." Heng Qiu nodded, "Then you have a good relationship with him?"

"Hmm...well." Luo Yansheng hesitated for a moment before nodding reluctantly.

Thinking of Song Jinlai who was alone at home, wondering what he had for lunch and whether he was full.

By the way, was he angry just now?Blame me for messing with his pen holder?

Forget it, let's buy something and go back and ask.

"Heng Qiu, you go first, I'm going to buy something for Song Jin."

"Huh? I'll go with you."

Luo Yansheng waved to her and said, "No, no, you finally came back to lie down, you should spend more time at home with your parents."

Heng Qiu glared at him reproachfully, and said, "Why are you so wordy."

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yansheng ran into a nearby supermarket.

What should I buy?Snacks?

Forget it, Song Jin doesn't like to eat snacks, why not buy him two more pens.

Luo Yansheng went shopping in the supermarket, and brought two boxes of pens back to Song Jin.

When he returned to his small courtyard, it was surprisingly quiet inside.

The kitchen has no signs of being used, and the living room is clean and there is no one there.

Did Song Jin not have lunch?

Thinking of this, Luo Yansheng frowned.

Luo Yansheng moved his eyes to Song Jin's room, and found that the door was tightly closed, so Luo Yansheng went to the door and knocked lightly——dong.

"Song Jin, have you had lunch yet?" Luo Yansheng called out from the door.

No one responded for a while, so Luo Yansheng had to knock twice more: "Song Jin? Are you in the room?"

After asking, he lay on the door and listened to the movement inside.

After a while, Luo Yansheng vaguely heard footsteps approaching the door, and the door was pulled open shortly afterwards.

Song Jin stood behind the door and gave him a cold look.

"Have you eaten yet?" Luo Yan asked with a frown.

Song Jin's eyes slipped, "I'm not hungry."

"What time is it now? You have to eat even if you're not hungry!" Luo Yansheng couldn't help being a bit reproachful.

Song Jin lowered her head and did not speak.

Ever since Luo Yansheng left, he felt something was wrong with Song Jin, and he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Is it because I messed with your things?"

Song Jin's black eyes were deep, and she lifted her eyes up, and finally stopped on Luo Yansheng's face,

After a while, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Did I say the wrong thing?" Luo Yansheng continued to ask.

Song Jin still just looked at him and shook her head.

Luo Yansheng was even more confused: "Why is that?"

why?

Song Jin wasn't so sure, and he wasn't unhappy, he just felt that something was pressing on his heart, and he was unhappy.

"I don't know." Song Jin's eyes fell, he didn't seem to want to say anything more, and was about to close the door again.

have no idea?Then why are you angry?Haven't eaten yet?

Luo Yansheng also got a little angry, he stuffed two boxes of pens into Song Jin's arms, and couldn't help but grab his hand and walk to the kitchen.

"Then give me a good meal." Luo Yansheng said solemnly.

Song Jin was dragged by him to the kitchen, she didn't struggle during the period, she just stared at Luo Yansheng's hand that was pressed against her skin, her eyes were a little downcast.

The two walked to the kitchen, Luo Yansheng let go of him to boil water, ready to cook a bowl of noodles for Song Jin.

Song Jin didn't leave and didn't refuse, he leaned against the kitchen wall, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

While busy in the kitchen, Luo Yansheng babbled: "You can tell me, if you are not happy, you will not be happy. Why are you treating yourself badly? You should eat or you have to eat."

Song Jin looked up at him, but said nothing.

With his back turned to him, Luo Yansheng cut vegetables on the kitchen cabinet, and said, "Don't hold it in your heart all the time, or you will ruin yourself sooner or later."

Not only will it be broken, but it will also become a little abnormality in the later stage.

Song Jin looked at his back. Luo Yansheng's body was thinner than the average person's. When his arms were exerting force, the outline of the butterfly bone on his back became more obvious. A section of snow-white forearm was exposed outside the wide cuff, as if it would break with a little force. Like.

Luo Yansheng raised his arms and stood on tiptoes, trying to reach the top of the kitchen cabinet. The hem of his clothes was lifted up with his movements, revealing a small piece of tight waist.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I wanted to go and taste the taste first with the little girl. If the taste is not bad, I will take you with me, but the taste of this store is really not good. It's not like what I made. tasty."

Luo Yansheng took the things, lowered his forearms, and the hem of the clothes covered his bare waist.

Afterwards, Song Jin slightly looked away.

"I don't know why the little girl likes it. I don't think it tastes good at all. Maybe it's a matter of age. Is there a generation gap between me and her?"

Generation gap?

Song Jin pursed her lips lightly, her expression became lighter:

"Is there? I see you had a good time chatting with her."

The author has something to say:

You don't have a generation gap with Xiu Gou, do you have any with her?