set fire to his heart

Fu Mianmian was downstairs.

Use her skills to prepare fried rice for Luo Yihan, the only thing she knows how to cook.

When Luo Yihan watched the familiar fried rice come out of the pot, Luo Yihan raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "If Lu Beichen knew that his big baby was cooking for me, he would come here with a knife in his hand."

"He can't lift it now."

As Fu Mianmian said, he served fried rice for him, and asked, "Do you want to save some for Chang An?"

Her mention made Chang An's appearance flash in Luo Yihan's mind.

Thinking of his appetite, and what he said in the morning - if he hadn't saved some dumplings for him, he could have eaten all the ones in the refrigerator.

"Save some, I'll send it to him later."

Hearing Luo Yihan mention the word "send", Fu Mianmian looked at Luo Yihan in surprise.

"Are you still sending it up to him?"

She looked at him in disbelief: "Noah, when did you treat others so well?"

Feeling her surprise and astonishment, coupled with her words, made Luo Yihan react accordingly.

He pouted.

Looking back carefully, he did treat Chang An very differently.

He knew it himself, but he just couldn't control it...

"I don't know, probably because I feel sorry for him. Because of him, I always think of the hardships I have suffered before, and want him to taste the sweetness of the world."

After Luo Yihan finished speaking, he didn't want to continue this topic.

He took the initiative to take Fu Mianmian's fried rice, and changed the topic: "You live in Lu's house recently? How is Lu Beichen?"

"Fortunately, I just need to rest."

"Didn't take the opportunity to do something to you?"

"..." Fu Mianmian was speechless, "He is like that, what else can he do to me?"

"Pretend to be pitiful and coquettish, want to be kissed, to be hugged, to be fed." Luo Yihan hit the nail on the head, "I can guess his tricks when I think about it with my toes."

"..." Fu Mianmian was silent.

Her expression changed, and in exchange Luo Yihan smiled: "It looks like I've hit everything."

After Luo Yihan finished speaking, he had a triumphant expression on his face.

He took the fried rice and chopsticks and walked to the restaurant outside.

This left the deflated Fu Mianmian speechless. She walked out of the kitchen and said to Luo Yihan, "I'll ask Chang An to come down and have some food. I feel like he was a little unhappy just now. Is it because I'm afraid of dogs that made him feel abused?" Offended? Is that dog he wants to raise?"

"He's always been like that, and I'm used to it."

Luo Yihan waved his hands casually, but didn't take it to heart.

But because of his notification, Fu Mianmian's expression became more dignified.

Has it always been like this?

How does she feel...

Fu Mianmian didn't answer, and asked him as he walked up the stairs: "Which room does he live in? I..."

"The princess room used in the last filming."

"what?"

Fu Mianmian was shocked by Luo Yihan's answer before finishing her sentence.

"Is he a boy living in the princess room?"

"I was just teasing him at first, but I never thought he would be willing, so let him go..."

"..." Fu Mianmian was silent.

Her brows furrowed even more, and the thoughts in her heart deepened.

Fu Mianmian stopped talking, just walked up the stairs, and then went to the princess room on the second floor.

Accompanied by her approach.

Fu Mianmian found that the door was not closed.

The bedroom was very quiet, save for the low whine of milk.

It seems to be coquettish and sympathetic, and it seems to be comforting.

This made Fu Mianmian couldn't help slowing down, she approached lightly, and then she came to the door of the room, and secretly looked inside.

Through various decorations full of girlish hearts.

I saw Chang An sitting on the bay window with bent legs, with a pile of stacked dolls at his feet.

Sitting by the window, he was illuminated by the gentle sunlight outside, and a circle of warm light shrouded his body.

However, his interest was not high.

Chang An's arms were clasped together, and Milk lay obediently in his arms.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The milk whimpered, the only sound left in the bedroom.

Chang An looked thoughtful, he tilted his head and looked out the window, stroking the milk with his palm back and forth.

Watch this scene.

Fu Mianmian couldn't help narrowing her eyes.

I don't know why, Chang An is obviously a boy, but he doesn't feel that there is any conflict with everything in the princess room.

in particular……

The posture and expression of him sitting alone on the bay window, the aura around him.

It gave Fu Mianmian an indescribable feeling.

It was as if the person sitting there was not a boy.

Thinking of this, Fu Mianmian couldn't help swallowing.

And she was lost in thought.

Chang An seemed to feel her presence, and he looked towards the door.

The moment the eyes of the two meet again.

The gentle aura on Chang An's body suddenly disappeared, and he sat up straight with tense body, changing his sitting posture and demeanor just now.

Seeing this, Fu Mianmian also reacted.

She came out from the wall at the door and smiled at Chang An embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb, it's just...that..."

Fu Mianmian, who was affected by Xinsheng's guess, was a little incoherent: "I made fried rice, do you want to eat some together?"

She hit the topic directly and quickly adjusted her state.

heard.

After being cautious, Chang An shook his head and said, "No, you can eat."

His tone was unclear, and the relationship between the two was a little awkward.

"Then... that's fine."

Fu Mianmian left a slightly forced smile, then turned and left.

It wasn't until she left that Chang An relaxed his body again, and sat by the bay window looking out the window.

Fu Mianmian, who deliberately slowed down, took all these performances of Chang An into her eyes, and she was more confused because of this.

When she went downstairs, she looked at Luo Yihan who was sitting in the restaurant eating fried rice.

She couldn’t help walking towards him and asked, “Noah, have you ever taken a bath with Chang An?”

Fu Mianmian's inexplicable sentence almost made Luo Yihan, who was eating breakfast, almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Pfft--cough-cough-"

Choking on the fried rice, he coughed violently.

His face was flushed red.

Fu Mianmian stepped forward to pat him on the back, and handed him a glass of water: "It looks like they washed it together?"

So she was thinking too much?

Just as Fu Mianmian was thinking this way, Luo Yihan calmed down a little after drinking the water.

"I said, what's the matter with you all? Do you really think I like men? The reaction is so big..."

Luo Yihan's rant made Fu Mianmian grasp the key point.

"Du?" she asked, "Du means...you wanted to wash with him, but was rejected?"

"I'm still taking a shower, will I be beaten if I get a little closer?"

Luo Yihan shook his head and sighed, "It's really hopeless, I'm a top-notch superstar, why did I become like this..."

Hearing what he said, Fu Mianmian's brows continued to frown.

Look at her dignified expression.

Luo Yihan waved her hand and explained: "Don't think too much about it, he's just not used to getting along with others. His past experience made him full of hostility towards others. He is still a kind child in essence and knows how to respect the elderly. Aiyou, you are so gentle with Mia and her son, why don't you pick up the dog..."

He thought that Fu Mianmian was worried that Chang An would not be easy to get along with, which would affect the subsequent shooting of variety shows.

Luo Yihan wanted to dispel her worries.

But before he could continue speaking, Fu Mianmian said, "I think I need to talk to Mia about Chang An's situation."