The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Seeing the shrimps stained with soup and condiments flew towards Lan Xinhui's skirt.

Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks stretched out and caught the shrimp.

The girl opposite Wang Zichen who cried out in shock couldn't help clapping her hands in amazement when she saw this.

Wang Zichen looked up and saw that the one who just showed off his skills and saved the beauty was actually his younger brother Wang Ziji.

He frowned in displeasure: Why is he here to join in the fun?Although he didn't think of deliberately soiling Lan Xinhui's clothes, but the moment Xiazi flew towards her just now, he thought, this is also good, he can take this opportunity to take Lan Xinhui upstairs to change clothes.

Who knew that Xiaoji would kill him halfway, and temporarily stepped in, choking off his newly sprouted thoughts.

Lan Xinhui didn't look at Wang Zichen, she looked at Wang Ziji with a smile on her face: "Thank you!" She thanked her, and praised unabashedly: "You are so handsome just now!"

Wang Ziji smiled slightly: "Why not do it for the beauty?"

They walked towards the cooking table side by side. Lan Xinhui looked at his familiar profile and asked, "Why are you moving so fast? Have you ever learned magic before?"

"Fortunately, what you said is that I have learned magic." Wang Ziji smiled and said, "Someone asked me before if I was a pocketpicker." He made a gesture of picking a wallet.

Lan Xinhui looked at him with a smile: "Picker? I think it is possible, but it should not be a pocketpicker, but a heartpicker."

"Pickpockets?" Wang Ziji smiled: "Well, I feel like I've suddenly become taller."

"You are already very tall!" Lan Xinhui said with a smile, "The kind that everyone admires..."

She looked behind him: "where's your girlfriend?"

Wang Ziji pointed back to Wang Zichen: "My brother snatched her away. I originally fell in love with that girl... she is very beautiful, right? And she is very quiet and well-behaved."

Lan Xinhui looked back at Wang Zichen's female companion: "Is that your style? I don't think so."

Wang Ziji raised his eyebrows: "How do you know she's not my style?"

"A woman's sixth sense." Lan Xinhui said with a smile, "Is it accurate?"

"It is very accurate." Wang Ziji gave her a thumbs up: "She is indeed not my style, but she is my brother's style, so I want to compete with him." He shrugged helplessly: " Sure enough, you can't catch him."

"Steal it?" Lan Xinhui asked curiously, "How did you rob it?"

"I thought you would ask: Why would I grab it if it wasn't my style?" Wang Ziji asked himself and replied: "My brother is very boring, if you don't grab a gun from him, he doesn't know how to fight for it. "

Lan Xinhui smiled and said nothing, not commenting on this.

"You want to know how to snatch it, don't you?" Wang Ziji waved the fork in his hand: "That's it, clang clang clang... fight... use your eyes."

Lan Xinhui couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Seeing her flowery smile, Wang Ziji smiled, stretched his hands behind his back playfully, and quietly made a victory gesture backwards.

Wang Zichen, who had been watching them talking and laughing, was so angry that he really wanted to throw the fork at his younger brother.

He obviously ate delicious shrimp meat, but his stomach seemed to be full of sour taste: he brought this little girl over to play a show, trying to arouse some of her jealousy, but he didn't expect that she didn't care at all.

But he himself was easily overwhelmed by her sweet smile to Xiaoji and the way they talked and laughed.

He knew that Xiao Ji definitely did it on purpose, so what about Lan Xinhui?Did she deliberately talk and laugh with Xiaoji to make him jealous?