[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

When Darren and Zhengyu's teaching activities reached a certain stage, the lunch had been prepared, and everyone sat down at the long dining table.

Old Bryce was in the main seat, Galia was slightly behind, Ferranante and Zhengyu were on the side, and Flame was on the side of Darren who was sitting in a special chair for children.

Zheng Yu glanced at it briefly, then lowered his head with a strange expression.

Are the family sure they want to eat?All of them had serious faces and solemn expressions, as if they were not facing a dining table that was about to be filled with all kinds of delicacies, but a negotiation table full of contracts.

Ferranante squeezed his hand from under the table, and said softly, "Sorry, everyone is not used to it."

To be honest, such a neat gathering at a table for lunch during a non-holiday period is indeed a rare scene for Brith House.

However, countless histories and realities have mercilessly proved that imagination and reality always have some degree of difference.

The current atmosphere is really not very good, it is even a little stiff, and there seems to be a bit of embarrassment in the air.

Speaking of it, adjusting the atmosphere is really a piece of cake for Zheng Yu, a social expert.

However, the crux of the problem was that it was his first time here today, and stirring things up was really not something he could do.

It's really impossible for Yue Zu to act on his behalf, and he still hopes to make a good impression on others.

Darren Jr. also seemed to be quite curious about such an atmosphere, but his overly good tutoring allowed him to maintain his demeanor very well, and he was able to perfectly control himself not to look around out of curiosity.

Such an awkward atmosphere seemed to be relieved at last when the dishes were on the table. Old Briss also realized that this was a good time for him to speak. He immediately straightened his back and looked around habitually, his eyes full of majesty.

This is a move he would make every time he speaks for decades. Habit has become natural, and nature has become instinct. The instinct has long been engraved into the bone marrow and cannot be dug out.

But a second later, he realized that he probably screwed up.

Following his movements, Galia was fine with it. The two sons and one grandson all sat upright as a conditioned reflex.

Such uniform movements, such a solemn posture, seemed like they were about to fight another group of people.

Zheng Yu, who was still calm just now, was also a little confused at this time. He held a knife and fork, and looked around quickly, not sure whether it was necessary for him to follow suit.

Gallia sighed vaguely.

A hint of imperceptible embarrassment quickly slipped through Old Briss' eyes. He cleared his throat in a concealed manner, and announced in a tone that was honed over the years and was still as cold as ever, "Dinner."

Oh, what an unprecedented short lecture.

The well-trained servants silently put plates of carefully prepared dishes in front of everyone, and then there was a flash of knives, and even the sound of porcelain and metal touching could not be heard.

Seeing that the lunch was halfway through in silence, Galia decided decisively that she couldn't let this go on, and she had to do something.

"How is it? Does the food suit your taste?" Galia asked Zhengyu who was sitting diagonally across from her, putting on the most friendly smile on her face as much as possible.

"Oh, it's great." Facing this unexpected inquiry, Zheng Yu fully mobilized his superhuman reaction nerves, quickly changed the hand that was stretched out to get the juice, and gave a thumbs up compliment posture.

He smiled sincerely and looked at Galia who was waiting for his answer with shining eyes, "It's really great."

Everyone here was slightly relieved, and the atmosphere was slightly active.

At this moment, Ferlanant suddenly raised his head and said calmly, "Zhengyu likes Chinese food the most."

Just as the wiper turned his head away, his head was buzzing.

Should he strangle the bastard right now in front of his family? !

The atmosphere was tense again.

Zhengyu turned his head nervously, looked at the few Bris who subconsciously looked over with extremely serious and sincere eyes and expressions, and paused every word, "Trust me, really, I really like it."

Ferranante paused, nodded, "Yes, he probably likes this too."

Zheng Yu gave him another veiled look, so are you fucking kidding me?

Ferranant raised his eyebrows innocently, 【I'm just telling them the truth. 】

Zhengyu: Thank you!

Ferranante: You're welcome.

A burst of giggling suddenly sounded without warning, and Zhengyu and Ferranante, who were busy making eye contact, quickly looked over and saw that Galia had thrown away the fork and covered her mouth with a grin.

Zheng Yu felt that the screen was jumping too much, and he couldn't react for a while.

There is a feeling of dialing the wrong channel.

It's as if you know that you are opening a news broadcast, but what you see is an entertainment bulletin.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Galia smiled for a few minutes, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a silk handkerchief, and smiled all over her face, "I just, um, thought it was very interesting."

The corner of Zhengyu's mouth twitched.

"Sorry," Galia repeated again, looking at him with a mother's tenderness, "I'm just, so happy."

As she spoke, she smiled at her eldest son again.

This child is also doing his best to try to deepen the understanding between the two parties.

Hehe, none of the members of the Bris family seem to be particularly good at this.

Although the method may be a bit weird, but fortunately, the effect is remarkable, so the previous episodes that were not very successful were silently forgotten in the tacit eyes of everyone.

After the episode just now, the atmosphere at the dinner table became much better. Everyone began to talk about each other, and even the most reluctant old Brith froze and said that there is time for Ferranan I'll take you to a shooting range.

Zheng Yu expressed that he was flattered and very interested in this.

Just like most women are naturally fond of beautiful jewelry and clothing, most men have an instinctive yearning for weapons.

When he was studying in Italy before, especially since last year, Zhengyu also got a few guns. Of course, someone's suggestion contributed a lot.

But after all, he is not in this circle, and most of the things he gets are the most basic and common ones, and they can't be used at any time.

In addition, he loves to run all over the world, these things do not need to go through security checks, and South Korea does not allow ordinary people to own them.

Therefore, in general, the sum of all the time Zhengyu spent touching the gun may not be enough for Ferranant for a year.

Ferranante couldn't be more appreciative of the proposal.

In fact, even if old Bris didn't say anything, Ferlanant would take the initiative to bring Zheng Yu there.

There is no doubt, because this is a very real problem at all.

As the partner of the current ruler of the Bryce family, and a partner recognized by his family, he is bound to face many situations that he has never faced before, which means that he will inevitably attract the attention of many forces.

We must know that human beings have always been a kind of creatures that will never be satisfied.

What's more, the current Bryce family can't be said to be completely overshadowed by one hand, and there are many forces that are still openly or secretly ready to move.

Maybe Ferranante and his younger brother, and even their parents, are notoriously ruthless characters, but what about this new Asian kid?

There is no doubt that many people will not be able to resist coming over to try it out.

Perhaps, we can start from this kid, hijack him, or simply kill him and let the Bryces mess themselves up?

There are countless possibilities here, none of which Ferranant wants to see.

Of course, as long as Ferlanant wanted to, he would definitely be able to protect his lover tightly.

For example, he was tightly placed in an impregnable fortress with countless iron-blooded bodyguards.

However, Xu Zhengyu is born yearning for freedom. He belongs to freedom, to the sky, and to the endless beauty of the future.

It was impossible for him to be that selfish, and Zheng Yu himself would not agree.

There is a kind of man who is born to be free or give me death.

Therefore, Xu Zhengyu must have enough self-protection ability for Ferranant to rest assured that he can walk around.

Zheng Yu expressed great interest in the well-equipped shooting range with a wide range of sights and a wide range of sights.

Ferranante personally went into battle, selected a few models that were more suitable for Zhengyu from a wide range of guys, and let him try them one by one.

Zheng Yu has been in high excitement all the time, he feels he is surrounded by countless moving/human babies!I can't wait to get into training immediately.

For the fact that it was so easy to draw her lover's attention back from the horse farm, but inevitably turned to the shooting range, Ferranant expressed her helplessness.

So he unceremoniously devoted himself to extremely meticulous personal teaching.

"Relax your shoulders a little more, um, arms, pay attention to the angle, hey, press down."

Well, Zheng Yu has to admit that he has indeed improved rapidly with the other party's extremely meticulous teaching.

but?

He turned his head helplessly, "Can you not get so close?" Also, can your arms stay where they should be?

I can't even concentrate!

Ferranante smiled gracefully, "No way, one-on-one teaching."

Don't be too grateful, professional teaching is so close, whether it is body or heart.Oh, or maybe it would be more appropriate if we flipped them around a bit?

Zheng Yu rolled his eyes forcefully, "Actually, you're here to make trouble, right?"

Ferranant showed a slightly wronged expression, and then looked at her lover's stunned moment with satisfaction, very satisfied.

"Okay," he said as soon as he saw it, Ferranante smiled and kissed the other person's cheek, and finally pulled away a little distance, and started to teach the whole body in a real sense, "Relax."

Zheng Yu bared his teeth at him, complaining infinitely: Who was it that touched my waist just now? !

Ferranante continued to laugh and laugh.

An hour later, Ferranante nodded in satisfaction, and commented objectively, "I have to say, you are very suitable for this job."

Obviously, Mr. Xu Zhengyu's innate excellent motor nerves allow him to master any knack related to sports in a very short period of time, so the rest is just long-term practice.

Zheng Yu laughed, exchanged a kiss with him and then blinked, "Are you trying to lure me into a gang?"

Ferranante hugged his waist and pressed his forehead together. He didn't mind at all that there was a cold iron thing between the two sides. Anyway, it was out of bullets.

"You've joined the gang."

Zhengyu laughed again, trying to keep a serious face and said, "Isn't it? You've already joined the group."

Then the two laughed and laughed again.

After the quarrel, Zhengyu and Ferranante lay on the soft sofa, chatting one after another.

Ferranante looked into his eyes apologetically, "Sorry."

I'm sorry, I know that there will be some unstable factors when we are together, but we still don't want to let go.

Zhengyu smiled indifferently, and said without any burden, "Well, I am Xu Zhengyu who has experienced many troubles."

As they said that, the two of them simultaneously remembered that a long time ago, Mr. Xu Zhengyu, who was still a real playboy, once provoked a woman whose background was not very clear, and then was chased and intercepted by a large group of men with guns.

The most embarrassing thing is that during the whole "escape" process, the imprints of selfless help from various confidante friends of a person surnamed Xu can be seen everywhere.

Thinking of this, Ferranant's eyes became strange, and he sighed faintly, "According to the information I got, a certain gentleman seems to enjoy the thrill of being chased, huh?"

The ending is dangerously elongated, carrying a certain indescribable deep meaning.

So Mr. Xu Zhengyu paid the bill for his "teenage madness" countless times, ceding land and paying compensation

The author has something to say: Haha, the last few chapters are basically about Zhengyu and the Bris family. Haha, we need to build a good relationship