Young master, your vest fell off

"Are you talking about my grandfather? My grandfather's body has always been like that. I don't know if he will attend the family banquet or not." Chu Junyang replied while eating, his tone sounded nothing special, as if he didn't care about the family banquet at all. .

This kid just loves to play sloppy with her.

Fu Miaomiao knew that even though Chu Junyang usually looked like a little girl, he was very serious.

She didn't ask any further questions, after all, she couldn't find anything if she asked now.

"Cousin, eat." Seeing that Fu Miaomiao didn't move his chopsticks, Chu Junyang picked up another dumpling and handed it to Fu Miaomiao's lips, "Come on, let me feed you, ah."

"Hehe, no need." Fu Miaomiao waved her hands with a dry laugh, and turned away slightly.

Chu Junyang looked a little lonely, "Cousin, do you hate me?"

"Why do you ask that?"

Seriously speaking, Fu Miaomiao doesn't really hate Chu Junyang, she doesn't even know who killed Yu Fengyin, it's too early to say she hates it now.

It's just that she, Chu Junyang, and even the entire Chu family are on opposite sides, and she has her own standpoint. Even if she doesn't hate it, she definitely doesn't like it.

Chu Junyang also put down his chopsticks, swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, got up and poured two glasses of water, handed a glass to Fu Miaomiao, held the glass in his hand, and took a sip.

Fu Miaomiao looked at Chu Junyang silently for a while, then smiled faintly, "What's the matter? If I hated you, I wouldn't make dumplings for you."

"You made dumplings for me, isn't it because you want to get information from me?" Chu Junyang looked into Fu Miaomiao's eyes and asked directly.

What is rhythm?
How did he directly pick it out?
For a moment, Fu Miaomiao didn't know what to say, and felt like being sent to the army.

Isn't he?
Otherwise, why approach her?
Fu Miaomiao pursed her red lips, ready to stand up.

"Miaomiao..." Chu Junyang suddenly held Fu Miaomiao's hand and called her name.

Fu Miaomiao called Chu Junyang with a question mark on her head, "What did you call me?"

Chu Junyang looked deeply at Fu Miaomiao, "Do you think that I approached you because I wanted to tell you about Situ Han?"

Fu Miaomiao looked down at Chu Junyang's claws, not in a hurry, she pulled out her hand, but thought about how to chop off Chu Junyang's claws.

Chu Junyang could see the sarcasm and sternness in Fu Miaomiao's expression, so he let go of Fu Miaomiao's hand reluctantly.

This hand is so fucking soft.

But even though Chu Junyang was thinking wild things in his heart, he still looked like a little sheep on the outside.

"Sorry, did I lose my composure?"

Fu Miaomiao chuckled, "What do you think?"

"I'm sorry." Chu Junyang lowered his head and said sincerely, "It's my fault. I didn't control my emotions."

Fu Miaomiao: "?"

emotion?

Chu Junyang seemed to muster up a lot of courage, and raised his head to meet Fu Miaomiao's gaze, "Miaomiao, I approached you because I wanted to get news about Situ Han at first, but now, I realize that I like you gone."

Fu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Really?"

"Don't you believe me?" Chu Junyang stared at Fu Miaomiao eagerly, eager to make her believe in him.

He leaned over slightly, and approached Fu Miaomiao bit by bit, his deep eyes were full of affection, as if with a bewitching power, "I really like you."

Fu Miaomiao's eyes turned slightly, and the aggressive look on her delicate face gradually receded, "Really?"

Chu Junyang: "Of course it's true."

Fu Miaomiao's fan-like eyelashes trembled twice, and she nodded slightly. The shyness of that lowered head fell into Chu Junyang's eyes, which made Chu Junyang's heart tremble involuntarily.

Damn, I was really moved.

Chu Junyang had a panoramic view of Fu Miaomiao's shyness, and after a moment's heartbeat, Chu Junyang felt proud.

He knew that no woman could escape from his grasp.

Chu Junyang hooked his lips silently, and approached Fu Miaomiao little by little, his eyes fixed on that alluring red lips...

The taste of this lip must be very good, it is really cheap for that Situ Han.

Chu Junyang couldn't wait, he was about to kiss her...

"Oh!"

"Ah! What the hell!"

Fu Miaomiao hit Chu Junyang's head hard with her forehead, rolled her eyes at the obscenities that Chu Junyang blurted out, stood up slowly, and said casually: "You are rewarded with dumplings, eat quickly, wait a minute It won't taste good when it's cold."

After leaving these words, Fu Miaomiao walked out.

It's really interesting, Xiao Bailian still has the nerve to use beauty tricks on her, and he doesn't even look in the mirror. Compared with Situ Han, his face is so dull that it doesn't arouse any interest, okay?
It's really interesting to be so ordinary yet so confident.

Chu Junyang clutched his painful forehead, anger welled up in his heart, he didn't know if he was angry because Fu Miaomiao hit his forehead too painfully, or because Fu Miaomiao humiliated him, in short, he is very angry now.

"Fu Miaomiao, you...are you still a woman?"

Fu Miaomiao went out without looking back.

She is not only a woman, but also a lustful woman. Chu Junyang is just a bit more handsome, but she is still far behind Situ Han. She is also a woman.

Chu Junyang raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, cursing.

This dead woman!
"What's the matter?" A cold, mocking voice suddenly sounded.

Chu Junyang looked up, and saw Chu Xiaoxiao looking at him with a face full of jokes, and immediately became even more angry.

"none of your business."

Chu Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate to laugh at herself, "Empty?"

"Get out!" Chu Junyang sat down on the sofa, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I just saw Fu Miaomiao coming out of your place. I was curious, so I came in to take a look." Chu Xiaoxiao walked over, glanced at the dumplings on the coffee table, and sat down beside Chu Junyang, "Where do you want to eat dumplings? Sister-in-law How does it taste?"

"Why are you so perverted, little girl?" Chu Junyang stared at Chu Xiaoxiao fiercely, "Why is it about sister-in-law dumpling?"

"It's fun but sister-in-law, didn't you say that yourself?" Chu Xiaoxiao swept Chu Junyang up and down, her eyes stained with mockery, "Didn't you eat it? Why don't you hurry up and eat the dumplings to fill your heart?" The vacancy of..."

Chu Junyang raised his hand and knocked on Chu Xiaoxiao's head, interrupting her.

Chu Xiaoxiao shrugged, and leaned on the back of the sofa with her arms crossed, her face always had a faint sense of nobility and superiority, "So, you have failed? The beauty trick is useless, what are your plans next?"

"Did you come here to laugh at me on purpose?" Chu Junyang raised his hand and pushed Chu Xiaoxiao away, "Get lost, you are the last thing I want to see right now."

Chu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but blinked, and looked sideways at Chu Junyang, "Brother, do you know? Although you look embarrassed when you are rejected, in my eyes, you are quite cute."