What to do? Crazy criticism of men chasing me for love!

Really good at technical skills, Fang Nuo and System were quickly kicked out of the team by the other party.

No matter how many curse words he had in his heart, they stopped abruptly when he reached his mouth.

At this moment, everyone was completely silent.

"What... Nuo Nuo, I think our luck must be a little bad today. It's all because of those two unlucky things from the Fang family that came over this morning, otherwise we wouldn't be so unlucky!"

As he spoke, 999 held his head high and held his chest high, feeling that he was making more sense.

Should I say anything? Looking at the mobile phone in his hand that could not be entered into the team, Fang Nuo had a calm face and echoed Yan Zhengyi's words, "Brother Tong, you better be careful, otherwise how could I have found out that I had some bad luck today?" Luck will keep defeating you in battles, and you can beat those grandsons on the other side just by hitting them with your toes!"

Since someone has to take the blame, why can't it be those idiots from the Fang family?

Fang Nuo had to draw a circle to curse them.

Maybe Fang Nuo had lost a lot of times and had a certain psychological shadow. He didn't want to play games anymore. He slid his fingertips on the screen and switched directly to a certain letter's page.

After clicking on a chat box a few times, he clicked into another dialog box.

Looking at the hammer's avatar, Fang Nuo didn't really know what message to send for a moment, so he accidentally poked the other person and said 'slap you'.

"..."

In this regard, Fang Nuo was silent.

This is considered a slap in the face to the other party for no reason. Can the other party compensate for his mental losses?

In the midst of his resentment, a message was quickly sent from the other side. Even the poke was replaced with 'touch you', and... it was strangely quick.

【Y:? 】

[Y: Are those two people coming back to trouble you again? 】

Opposite Wen Qingyan, who was sitting in the car and playing with his mobile phone, suddenly found that the boy he had added in the morning suddenly poked him. Seeing that his poke was a bit offensive, he quickly changed to another one, hoping that the other person would not See.

But thinking that there was nothing wrong now, this child suddenly came to look for him, fearing that the two men would not give up and go back to pester him.

There was a surge of anger in my heart. Just when I was about to shout out to stop the car, a message from the other side was sent.

[Brother Fang: No, Brother Yan, thank you for beating me back this morning! (Cat probe.jpg)]

Looking at this message, Wen Qingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stopped thinking about stopping the car. It was only later that he realized whether his emotions were a bit too much.

Before he could sort out this thought, another message came from the other side.

[Brother Fang: Brother Yan, I’ll treat you to dinner next time! 】

Looking at the boastful tone, Wen Qingyan thought to himself that the other party was not afraid that his big appetite would overwhelm him, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved up, and he replied with a smile.

[Y: Next time they come to see you, remember to tell me that I will stand up for you. 】

The young man looked so delicate and frail, wouldn't he have to cry if he was punched by the opponent's fist?

I was thinking that I would have to bring someone something for self-defense next time I meet, otherwise I would be stared at by others when I go out.

The two of them chatted for a while, but they could still talk. Although most of the topics were the young man jumping to another place very actively, it was heard that Qingyan had no intention of neglecting these nonsense.

At the end of the chat, Fang Nuo was the first to finish, saying he was going to eat before he stopped.

[Brother Fang: Brother Yan, An An called me to eat. You must also remember to eat on time. Bye! 】

After saying that, I immediately logged off without any hesitation.

Gee, this kid, whose nickname is Brother Fang, but also calls others Brother, seems really inconsistent.

After swiping through the chat history between the two of them, Wen Qingyan felt for the first time that he was such a chatty person, or maybe... that person easily made him want to continue chatting.

"Brother Yan, why are you smiling so wildly?"

After arriving at the destination, Li Zhuhua turned around and saw his boss laughing with a face full of emotion, as if he had eaten eight hundred kilograms of honey, so he couldn't help but ask.

Who can have such charm that makes the boss, who used to be ruthless and ruthless, moved.

"Gu Yun, palm your mouth."

'Snapped! '

"Damn it! Gu Yun, you kid, are you serious about this?!"

Covering his precious little face, Li Zhuhua looked at the man who had made a move a moment ago with accusing eyes. He felt so aggrieved that he huddled in a corner.

"Boss, so do you. Am I not your favorite little baby? You let people beat me. It hurts my fragile heart too much. Woo hoo..."

"Gu Yun..."

"Boss, shut up! Don't let this guy Gu Yun hit me."

After saying the next sentence, he raised his hand to cover his mouth in grievance, looking pitiful.

Seeing this scene, Wen Qingyan glanced at it and felt much better.

Sure enough, the pain caused to others can bring him physical and mental pleasure.

Gu Yun on the side glanced at Li Zhuhua's appearance, a look of helplessness flashed across his eyebrows, secretly thinking that the force he had just slapped was just a light slap, just to show off to the boss, and this man was still covering his face with resentment. Look at yourself.

Tsk, this kid is being pretentious again.

......

"Nuo Nuo, come here and get some food!"

After Lin An took off the apron on his body, he turned around and said to the young man who came behind him at some point.

Then the prepared dishes were brought out one by one.

"Here, braised fish, spicy and sour potato shreds, grilled chicken, and the sweet and sour short ribs you were thinking about last time. I'll get the French fries for you later. Let's see if you're satisfied with it, noble young master."

After saying that, Lin An kindly pulled the stool away and waited for others to sit down.

Looking at the table full of delicious, tasty and delicious dishes, Fang Nuo's mouth watered as he smelled the taste.

"Be careful Harazi."

Seeing the man's eyes shining brightly, as if a dog had seen a bone, Lin An was simply convinced, but he was still a little arrogant in his heart.

It seems that after all this time, Fang Nuo is still under control of his cooking skills, so he shouldn't be kidnapped so easily.

Without caring about the image, he stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth. Fang Nuo sat down and picked up a piece of sweet and sour short ribs. The taste...

While giving people a thumbs up and praising them, he started gobbling up the rice.

"An'an, I want to make you a first-class royal chef in the palace!"

Woo hoo hoo... What kind of celestial cooking technique is this? He actually tasted it, and he was amazed every time he ate it.

The corners of his mouth slowly raised, and Lin An said with disgust, "Okay, eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Really, there was no time when he didn't prepare three meals a day at home for others, and it tasted like he hadn't eaten good food in hundreds of years. However, this kid Fang Nuo has a good sense.

But no, for this kid, he has been practicing his cooking skills for several years, and even signed up for a cooking class.

Naturally, Fang Nuo was used to being naughty.