mistaken for disaster

There are two plates of lo mei on the small kitchen table, spicy and tempting.

Ning Yue asked: "Well... what do you want to drink?"

The door of the refrigerator was wide open and there was no light, so it was not connected to the power supply. Lu Feizhou suppressed his joy of success and said calmly: "Coconut juice."

Ning Yue took a bottle of coconut juice and another bottle of orange juice, and sat on the small bench.

Awkward.

No one moved their chopsticks and sat quietly, embarrassed.

Lu Feizhou broke the silence, and said with a low smile: "The supper I put on the table every day always disappears, have you seen it?"

Ning Yue said again: "...!!!"

He barely managed to stabilize his cracked expression, and tried to speak a few times but gave up halfway, what should he say?

Said: What, I have not only seen it, but also eaten it. When I was full, I ran to the wholesale market and bought a big red pennant to hang on the door to shake your face?

Ning Yue sat on pins and needles, panicking in his heart.

He seems to have returned to the days of being an apprentice and a small follower. Facing Lu Feizhou's crushing knowledge reserve and practical ability, he feels admiration and inferiority complex. I can't lift my head up when I'm standing, and I can't straighten my back when I'm sitting.

Ning Yue's appetite plummeted.

Fortunately, Lu Feizhou came to the rescue in time: "Just kidding, it's not a supper, or a breakfast specially brought for you."

Ning Yue didn't say anything, he didn't find it funny at all.

Lu Feizhou asked warmly, "Did you eat it? Or did you throw it away?"

You pretended to be a wolf with a big tail. Didn’t you see clearly whether you ate or not? Didn’t you take a screenshot of that puffy face biting fruit?

Ning Yue said dryly: "Eat."

He raised his hand to hold a duck heart and put it in his mouth. He eats what he eats and fills his eyes. He was easily teased after only 2 minutes of reconciliation. Compared with being scolded, he didn't feel any better.

Lu Feizhou handed him a pair of gloves, then held up the coconut milk, clinking glasses.

Ning Yue was still depressed, and didn't want to fight with him, but eating people would make his hands soft, so he touched him in a compromise, and seeing how happy the man was, he drank the coconut milk out of the white wine, and couldn't swallow it anymore. Why, he is the master now!

Ning Yue threw the cup on the table: "Listen up!"

Lu Feizhou showed no fear: "Huh?"

"It's not rare, don't bring it to me in the future."

"I want to bring it to you."

Ning Yue choked out curse words: "...What's wrong?"

"I told you not to take it before, but you are still persistent."

"Oh, so pay me back now?"

Lu Feizhou laughed, and repeated: "I want to bring it for you."

Ning Yue grinned: "The words are nice."

"it is true."

"Ghosts believe."

Lu Feizhou was helpless: "Do you look down on yourself so much?"

Ning Yue put on his gloves, and angrily grabbed a hot wing, but his lips were pressed tightly together, like a knife rolling on the tip of his tongue, which would cut out dripping blood.

Lu Feizhou suppressed his smile, looked at Ning Yue gnawing his wings sullenly, and said to him slowly and seriously: "I didn't look down on you either."

"Oh." Ning Yue paused, licked his lips, "I believe even ghosts."

Lu Feizhou sighed silently, and he apologized: "I'm sorry."

Ning Yue: "..."

Emotions rushed to the top of his head, he threw down the hot wings and took off his gloves indiscriminately, frowning and shouting: "Why do you want to! Last time you pretended to scare me, but this time it is inexplicable! You mean it! Don't be afraid to piss me off Shall I raise your rent?!"

At the end of the yelling, Ning Yue stood up and was about to go back to the house. The lips and tongue that had bitten the wings were tingling, and he was afraid that he could only be stubborn for a while, and if it was a second longer, he would not be able to hold back, and his lips would tremble and his voice would tremble. , will cry out in a particularly useless manner.

Before he could escape back to the room, he was firmly grabbed by the wrist by Lu Feizhou who was chasing him.

Ning Yue couldn't break free, and raised his throat in one breath. It was useless to struggle. The three-legged cat's posture was easily subdued by the disparity in strength. In just a few seconds, he was pressed against the door with his arms pressed down.

"You are sick! What are you doing!"

"I want to apologize to you."

"Do you seem to be apologizing! What are you apologizing for? Didn't you just feel sorry? You get up! You let go!"

Not only did Lu Feizhou not relax his strength, but he got closer. He said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Ning Yue was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick. He was evil, and the time was not good. He scolded with red eyes: "Bastard!"

"Ning Yue---"

"You are still so arrogant, you are powerful and you are capable, so why are you renting my house, you are going to buy a house yourself! What are you showing off in front of me! Is there something wrong with you!"

The tears really didn't live up to expectations.

Lu Feizhou was stunned by his crying, seeing his dark circles and red eyes shedding tears, he was so pitiful.

"Let go." The breath that was lifted dissipated, and Ning Yue was completely defeated, "You let go..."

"Ning Yue," Lu Feizhou comforted him with a gentle voice, "you talk to me."

"...Don't say it, I've said it all, there's nothing to say..."

"Tell me about it."

Ning Yue annoyed him so much and scolded him: "You are sick."

"Well, I have."

Ning Yue's nose became even more sore: "You are a bastard."

"I'm."

Lu Feizhou thought, it's time to let go of him, maybe it hurt him already.

But just as the embrace was tight, it was struggled away, and Ning Yue shouted: "What are you doing! Are you sick and trying to be disgusting!"