Crazy criticism of the villain's female supporting script to tear up the delicate beauty

Chapter 371

"What's wrong?" she asked.

At this moment, Fu Lanyan raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "Why?" He asked.

what why?Ruan Xunxun was puzzled.

Ruan Xunxun looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

Fu Lanyan's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze fell entirely on the hand that Ruan Xunxun was holding him.

His thin lips were slightly lifted, and his voice was soft, "It's nothing." That's good.

"Then what are you still standing for?" Ruan Xunxun pulled him into the room with a slight force.

Suddenly, she remembered something, she let go of her hand, lifted her foot and walked towards the door.

His wrist tightened suddenly.

Sure enough, it is still the case.Fu Lanyan's eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the waves in his eyes.

Ruan Xunxun turned to look at him, and explained: "I asked Aunt Zhao to add some dishes."

Fu Lanyan raised her eyes slightly to look at her, with guarded eyes.

He doesn't believe her.

Ruan Xunxun took his hand backhand and said softly, "Let's go downstairs together and go to the living room for dinner."

Fu Lanyan looked calm, but those ink-stained eyes became deeper and deeper.

He didn't say a word, and let Ruan Xunxun lead him downstairs.

He followed her footsteps slowly.

If this is a dream, let the dream last a little longer.Fu Lanyan thought to herself.

When Aunt Zhao saw the two of them going downstairs holding hands, she opened her mouth slightly and looked surprised, but within a few seconds, most of the surprise turned into shock.

When Madam was so well-behaved last time, Mr. Fu's neck was injured. If the fragment penetrated a little more, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhao wiped the table while paying attention to Ruan Xunxun's movements from the corner of her eye.

At this time, Ruan Xunxun called her, "Aunt Zhao, please prepare some dishes."

Aunt Zhao didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"

Ruan Xunxun said shyly, "We haven't had lunch yet."

Aunt Zhao understood what she meant, and subconsciously looked at Fu Lanyan.

Fu Lanyan's eyes were all on Ruan Xunxun, feeling Aunt Zhao's eyes, he glanced at her and nodded.

Aunt Zhao turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare ingredients, "Ma'am, what do you want to eat?"

"It's all right." She is not picky about food.

Immediately, she said again: "Don't put green onion and coriander." She remembered that Fu Lanyan didn't eat these.

Aunt Zhao responded with a "yes".

Ruan Xunxun originally planned to cook a meal for Fu Lanyan herself, but her physical discomfort made her quickly dismiss this idea.

Let's wait.

In about half an hour, Aunt Zhao prepared four dishes and one soup.

Most of them are vegetarian, the only meat dish is the lotus root pork rib soup.

Ruan Xunxun took a sip of the soup and found that it was delicious, so he picked up the bowl in front of Fu Lanyan and filled it for him, "Taste it."

She tilted her head to look at him, and commented on the soup: "It's very fresh."

Aunt Zhao, who was always paying attention to the situation at the dining table, looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

Seeing that Fu Lanyan was just looking at the bowl without any other movements, Ruan Xunxun was staring at him eagerly, but now there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, "Don't you like soup?" She asked.

As soon as the words finished, Fu Lanyan picked up the bowl, and within a few seconds, he put it down.

There were two ribs left in the bowl, and there was almost no drop of soup left.

He turned his head to look at her, and made the same evaluation as her: "Very fresh."

Ruan Xunxun laughed lightly and asked, "Then do you want more?"

Fu Lanyan didn't make a sound, but paused for a moment on his knuckles, and then he pushed the bowl in front of Ruan Xunxun.

Ruan Xunxun filled another bowl for him.

(End of this chapter)