"He first suspected that I liked Cheng Yu, and then he suspected that I liked him! I don't know! *&…… "Lu Xiaojiang scolded a string of swearing words behind, or in the local dialect of green city, Fang Ruixue some did not understand.

It was late at night. The lights in Li Lanfang's room and Huang Xiaoyun's room had gone out. Fang Ruixue was awakened by the nightmare. She felt a little hungry, so she got up to find something to eat and harassed LV Xiaojiang. As a result, LV Xiaojiang is staying up late and playing liver games. So two people a lie on the computer desk, a squat in the kitchen refrigerator, made a phone call.

"Ha ha ha ha! Why does Feiyang think you like Cheng Yu? " There are apples that Huang Xiaoyun bought two days ago in the refrigerator. Fang Ruixue took a wash, squatted on the ground and began to gnaw.

"He's got a bubble in his head!" Even though it has been more than ten hours since the incident happened, LV Xiaojiang felt that his heart was blocked and his anger went straight out. "He is not only mentally dysfunctional, but also blind."

"Then why did he misunderstand you like him?" Fang Ruixue will bite the apple "Chi Chi Chi Chi" ring. The sound of chewing, along with her toes curled up comfortably in her plush slippers, constitutes a relaxed and pleasant night without nightmares.

"Well, no, I'm hungry to hear what you eat. Wait for me for a moment." Lu Xiaojiang put down the phone, kneaded his stomach, rummaged through his room to find a bag of instant noodles, and then crept into the kitchen.

When the sound of the electric current comes back, Fang Ruixue's apple has been eaten.

"If my mother knew that I didn't sleep in the middle of the night eating instant noodles, she would have to beat me with a feather duster." LV Xiaojiang answered the phone again, "Chi Chi Chi" to suck noodles said.

Through the silent radio waves, listening to the sound of Chi Chi, Fang Ruixue seems to smell the smell of instant noodles, and the warm smell of noodle soup.

"No way." She felt her stomach. "I feel more hungry."

After opening the refrigerator again, Fang Ruixue's eyes quickly swept from top to bottom and from inside to outside. As a refrigerator in a family with a restaurant at home, there is no shortage of ingredients in it, but it can be instantly imported. But not necessarily.

Hot rice, hot dishes and noodles all need to be opened. There is a risk of waking someone who is asleep. Fang Ruixue doesn't dare to act rashly, so she can only take two boxes of yogurt from the refrigerator, hold them in her arms and go back to the room.

Fang Ruixue can't remember when she fell asleep at the end of that day. She only remembers LV Xiaojiang scolding Qing Feiyang on the phone. She felt a little uncomfortable when she drank cold yoghurt into her stomach. Before she fell asleep, she seemed to bow over and send a message to Cheng Yu.

So the next morning. Fang Ruixue, staring at a confused sleeping face, turned to the "evidence of guilt" she left unconsciously last night when she was pulled out to do morning exercises by Li Lanfang. She really sent a message to Cheng Yu when she had a stomachache in the middle of the night, just two words: I am hungry.

She sat on a swing for children to play in the neighborhood, drooping her head and reflecting on herself. Her ears echoed with "babbling" music. Not far away, Li Lanfang held a fan in her hand, and her eyes were fixed on the teacher in front of her. I'm working hard.

"Xiao Fang?" It is still the night shift home, Jiang Qingyue wrapped in thick cotton padded clothes, relying on his good eyesight, one eye found Fang Ruixue sitting on the swing.

It has been more than half a month since Jiang Qingyue moved here. This is the first time she met Fang Ruixue in the community.

Fang Ruixue stood up from the swing because he was too quick. The swing swayed back and forth twice, and the wooden board hanging from the iron chain hit her calf several times.

"Stand up a little bit." Jiang Qingyue didn't hold back and pulled her out. "Why so early? Are you alone? "

"No Fang Ruixue explained in a flustered way, pointing to a group of aunts and aunts dancing not far away, "together with Ganma."

There are a lot of fans dancing in the community. Jiang Qingyue doesn't recognize that it is Fangrui xuekou's "godmother". However, since she meets her, she has to pay attention to a few words.

There are many benches for people to rest on the roadside of the community. Jiang Qingyue picked one and sat down with Fang Ruixue.

"Did you go to Dr. Zhang last week?" She asked.

Fang Ruixue nodded: "yes."

"What did Dr. Zhang say?"

Fang Ruixue agitated her fingers anxiously: "continue to take the medicine, go out and walk as much as possible, and contact different groups of people. Don't forget the weekly examination. If things get better, you can change the dressing next time

Facing Jiang Qingyue. Whether the doctor's advice can be said or not, Fang Ruixue all told Jiang Qingyue. She doesn't want to cheat Jiang Qingyue, because she is Cheng Yu's mother.

"That means your treatment is effective." Jiang Qingyue raised her hand and wanted to touch her head, but she finally put it down. "It's cold outside. Go home early."

Jiang Qingyue gets up, stroke Yu shows a gentle smile, and then leaves in a hurry. Fang Ruixue, sitting in the same place, recalls the smile and finds that Cheng Yu's smile is with his mother.The Development Department of Aoyou technology has recently received a new project, which is to develop a website specializing in food research. Even the name is ordered by the boss, which is called "cooking". It is specially responsible for teaching people how to cook, and also can share personal recipes and cooking experience on it.

Because of the sudden idea of the boss, Qing Feiyang, manager of Aoyou technology, has been so busy recently that he would like to break it in half in one minute. I don't stay in the company until 9:00 p.m. every night. I don't get off work. But recently, when he went to the boss's office to report work, he found that his boss would openly "fish" during working hours.

"I've got it!" One day, Qing Feiyang raids Cheng Yu's office and finds out that he is browsing the menu again. He also takes notes seriously.

"Why did you come in without knocking?" Cheng Yu calmly closed the notebook in front of him, and then crossed the webpage he was looking at. It was like being discovered by his subordinates and friends that he was not engaged in his work. It was not a big deal.

"So absorbed in the study of recipes, do you want to learn to cook?" Qing Feiyang touched the chin cos detective, and then the small light bulb on his head "bang" was lit up, "Oh! I got it! Are you helping aunt Fang think of new dishes? "

"Well." Cheng Yu pretends to nod his head, affirming Qing Feiyang's conjecture and ending his continuous divergence of thinking.

In fact, Qing Feiyang guessed the truth at the very beginning. Cheng Yu really wanted to learn how to cook when he read the menu. However, it was not in line with his image as a social elite and company boss, so he could only pretend to fool the past.

It seems that in the future, when you do other things during working hours, you should be careful not to be found out. After Qing Fei Yang left, Cheng Yu, who continued to open the webpage to study recipes, thought so.

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