She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Meng Changyao looked at Lu Nanchen with a smile: "That's amazing."

She was still feeling guilty about not buying a lighter, but now she felt better and could have lunch smoothly.

Although Song Zhisheng already knew in advance that Lu Nanchen could use it, he still pretended to praise Meng Changyao.

"Brother Lu is indeed very powerful."

Lu Nanchen smiled and said nothing.

Fu Linxing, who was on the other side, was furious when he heard Song Zhisheng's praise, and his face turned very bad.

What's so great about this...

When he thought of this, he wanted to severely belittle Lu Nanchen, but he stopped the idea.

After all, it was Lu Nanchen who started the fire so that they could have a hot meal.

If he cursed someone in his heart at this moment, and then had to eat the meal that Lu Nanchen had cooked, wouldn't he be an ungrateful person?

No, it's not right to curse like that, and it makes him look too narrow-minded.

He will curse again later when he is right. At that time, he will not only curse in his heart, but also make things difficult for Lu Nanchen in front of Song Zhisheng.

Fu Linxing took out the green onions he had bought from his backpack and started peeling them, fearing that if he did nothing he would be no match for his rival.

After praising Lu Nanchen, Song Zhisheng stood up, looked in the direction of Xiao Zhi, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I have to say, Brother Xiao is really good at acting.

The pot that was brought back was actually half filled with water.

Song Zhisheng didn't want him to be embarrassed alone there, so he took two steps over there.

"Brother Xiao, this pot is quite heavy. Don't hold it. Wait until the water boils, then you can put it in."

She reached out and took the pot from him, and put it on the stove very naturally.

Song Zhisheng smiled at him, then picked up the lettuce and followed Meng Changyao and Ji Ning who were washing their hands to the water pipe.

Xiao Zhi stood there, feeling helpless as his despicable thoughts were discovered.

He actually knew that his behavior just now was very abrupt, and anyone who knew him a little could see that he did it on purpose.

But when he found out that Song Zhisheng had also noticed it, he subconsciously felt ashamed and didn't dare to meet Song Zhisheng's eyes.

He was afraid of seeing disappointment in him in Song Zhisheng's eyes.

Fortunately, Song Zhisheng didn't.

Xiao Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and met Lu Nanchen's gaze.

Lu Nanchen walked over with a calm look in his eyes, brushed past him, and headed towards the water pipe.

The more indifferent he acted, the more Xiao Zhi felt...that he was inferior to him.

Xiao Zhi's change in Lu Nanchen's attitude towards Song Zhisheng, his vigilance, concern, and even active attempts to make things difficult for him, were actually all manifestations of his lack of confidence in front of Lu Nanchen.

Lu Nanchen's personal achievements surpass his, and his appearance is also better than his.

Xiao Zhi was very afraid that he would catch Song Zhisheng's eye.

Today, his mistake was that he couldn't help but make things difficult for Lu Nanchen, which damaged his good impression in Song Zhisheng's heart.

From now on, the fight between them will have to be kept in the dark.

Mo Jinyan watched the farce to the end, reached out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks, stood up and left the pavilion.

At the water pipe not far from the pavilion.

Song Zhisheng squatted down and washed the lettuce with water.

Meng Changyao and Ji Ning, who had washed their hands nearby, glanced at her.

Ji Ning squatted down, pushed the clean serving bowl to her side, and then stood up.

Meng Changyao said, "Zhisheng, let's go back and prepare the ingredients first."

The ham and luncheon meat also need to be cut.

Song Zhisheng nodded: "Okay, you guys go back first."

Meng Changyao smiled and returned with Ji Ning along the same route.

When she saw Lu Nanchen appear and walk towards her, a light flashed in Meng Changyao's eyes. She turned her head to look at Song Zhisheng, who knew nothing about it, and the smile on her face deepened.

Seeing this, Ji Ning shook her arm slightly and told her to leave quickly.

Let the parties involved feel this complicated emotional line for themselves.

Under Meng Changyao's gaze, Lu Nanchen walked to the water pipe without changing his expression.

Song Zhisheng was washing vegetables, squatting there and occupying the entire water pipe.

Song Zhisheng noticed a shadow on the ground in front of him and turned his head to look to the side.

Lu Nanchen stood there, not saying a word, watching her wash the vegetables silently.

I don’t know if it’s because they were getting along so well but suddenly their distance was pulled apart, but Song Zhisheng felt inexplicably awkward being alone with him at this moment.

The people who came here just wanted to wash their hands. Song Zhisheng picked up a clean basin to collect water and said as he did so:

"Wait for me to get some water."

She quickly filled the water, put the vegetables in it, and moved the basin aside.

"Come here and wash your hands."

Afraid that the water would splash on him, Song Zhisheng moved a little further away.

Lu Nanchen saw that there was enough space between her and the water pipe for two people to stand. His eyes flashed slightly and he walked over.

He washed his hands with water, and shifted his gaze slightly to pay attention to Song Zhisheng's movements.

He could clearly feel that Song Zhisheng was not as natural towards him as he was in the morning.

Song Zhisheng felt a little embarrassed at first, but the sun was really strong today.

Her sun hat was placed in the gazebo, and she was squatting there washing vegetables in the sun.

Not caring about Lu Nanchen, she quickened her hands and washed the vegetables carefully.

Then she squatted there and waited for Lu Nanchen to move away before washing the vegetables again.

Two minutes passed and there was still no sound of footsteps leaving. Song Zhisheng couldn't help but turn his head to look over.

Lu Nanchen had just finished washing his hands. His hands had distinct joints, and at this moment, drops of water were dripping from his fingertips to the ground.

A pair of beautiful hands is like a fine work of art.

Song Zhisheng couldn't control his gaze and looked at his hands twice more.

When she noticed Lu Nanchen's gaze on her face, her whole body stiffened and she quickly looked away feeling guilty.

You know what, Lu Nanchen's hands are really nice-looking.

Lu Nanchen withdrew his gaze from Song Zhisheng, who was obviously guilty, lowered his head and looked at his own hands.

At this moment, I was really confused.

Just an ordinary pair of hands, what's there to see?

"Please give way."

Lu Nanchen lowered his eyes and thought, and didn't even notice someone approaching in time.

He narrowed his eyes, and a hint of displeasure at being disturbed subconsciously flashed across his eyes. When he looked up again, he regained his gentle and gentlemanly appearance.

He looked at Mo Jinyan who was holding the bowl and chopsticks, said okay in a calm voice, and then took a step back to make room.

Seeing that he only took a step back and had no intention of leaving, Mo Jinyan lowered his eyes to hide the hidden dissatisfaction in his eyes, took a step forward, and wanted to wash the dishes.

But he looked at the ground under his feet and then at the dishes and chopsticks in his hands, and there was no place to put them.

"..."

He stood there in silence.

Song Zhisheng's eyes moved between the two of them, and he felt that this place was quite lively, with two male protagonists gathered here at once.

Just when she didn't know what to say, Mo Jinyan, who was very frugal with words, took the initiative to speak.

"Song Zhisheng, I might need to borrow the basin in your hand."

Mo Jinyan's voice was steady, and his black eyes were always looking at Song Zhisheng while he spoke.