Zuo Yingchun curled her lips, picked up a piece of chicken leg, leaned forward and placed it on the plate in front of Luo Fengtang opposite.

"Brother Luo, we were at the ditch earlier. Thank you for taking good care of Chun'er."

"Chun'er can't drink, so I have to give you a piece of chicken leg as a thank you. I hope Brother Luo won't dislike this little thought."

Zuo Yingchun said shyly, her eyes sparkling.

Two pink flowers swayed on her cheeks, like a delicate peach blossom blooming.

Luo Fengtang looked up at Zuo Yingchun in front of him and was startled.

"Miss Zuo, you're too polite. I didn't do anything. I just went to send a message. I don't dare to accept Miss Zuo's thanks."

Luo Fengtang said quickly, the ambiguity in his words was obvious.

Zuo Yingchun smiled softly, her eyes paused on Luo Fengtang, and stopped talking.

It seemed like he was worried about something, or like he wanted to keep some little secret with Luo Fengtang.

She smiled and nodded: "Brother Luo, you don't need to explain it so clearly, Chun'er understands."

"No matter what, this chicken leg is Chun'er's little thought. Brother Luo, please accept it, otherwise Chun'er will be really sad..."

After Zuo Yingchun said this, she winked playfully at Luo Fengtang and then sat back down in her seat.

Mrs. Zuo and Zuo Junmo looked at each other in shock.

I don’t know when Zuo Yingchun became so generous and sensible?

Zuo Yingchun sat there, smiling and drinking the white fungus soup in front of her politely.

She was not interested in paying attention to the old lady's reaction.

She was quite satisfied with the reactions of Zuo Junmo and Yang Ruoqing.

That's right, I just want to flirt with your fiancé like this in front of you, Yang Ruoqing.

I will kill you!

And my cousin...

Haha, Dawang's sister-in-law said that if you want to attract your cousin's attention, you must find ways to stimulate him.

How to stimulate?

Naturally, it was a little ambiguous with an equally good-looking man in front of him.

Look, my cousin is looking at me too, it’s so good, so good...

Just when Zuo Yingchun was secretly proud of his plan to kill two birds with one stone, Luo Fengtang, who was sitting opposite, spoke up again.

"Well, since it is Miss Zuo's wish, I will be disrespectful." He said.

Then he picked up the chicken leg, which weighed almost half a kilogram, and put it into Yang Ruoqing's bowl next to him.

Zuo Yingchun was no longer calm now.

"Brother Luo, I gave the chicken legs to you, not to her..."

"Miss Zuo, since the chicken legs were given to me, I should handle them." Luo Fengtang said calmly.

"Qing'er is my fiancée. It doesn't matter whether I eat the chicken legs or she gnaws on them. Anyway, we both accept your wishes and that's enough." He said again.

Then, he turned his eyes and gave Yang Ruoqing a loving look.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, picked up the chicken leg and shook it towards Zuo Yingchun opposite.

"Miss Zuo, I want to thank you on behalf of my Tang Yazi, so you're welcome!"

She smiled, opened her mouth, showed her neat white teeth and bit into the chicken leg.

In one bite, he tore off a long piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, making his cheeks bulge.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Luo Fengtang smiled and handed a handkerchief to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing took it and smiled at him, her eyes turning into crescents.

She's playful and cute, and coupled with the look of her chewing a chicken leg, she's really frank and open-minded.

Here, Zuo Yingchun was so angry that her nose was crooked.

Show affection?

Show affection and die quickly!

On the host's side, Madam Zuo knew her niece's temperament very well. Madam Zuo smiled and told Zuo Junmo: "Jun Mo, your cousin hasn't been to our house for a while, please help her."

Order her favorite dishes!"

Zuo Junmo finally took his eyes away from Yang Ruoqing.

Hearing Mrs. Zuo's urging, Zuo Junmo said "Yes".

He glanced at Zuo Yingchun, who looked expectant next to him, and absentmindedly stretched out his chopsticks.

He put a chopstick dish into one of the vegetable bowls and put it on the plate in front of Zuo Yingchun.

As soon as she put it down, Zuo Yingchun let out a low breath.

"Oh, is it spicy fish fillet? Take it away quickly, take it away, I don't eat spicy food!"

Zuo Yingchun showed strong dissatisfaction when he saw the piece of spicy fish.

"Cousin, this is not the first time we have dinner at the same table. I don't eat spicy food. Don't you know?"

Zuo Yingchun asked Zuo Junmo very aggrievedly.

Zuo Junmo came to his senses and realized what a stupid mistake he had made.

"Ashamed, I made the wrong mistake." He said.

He then put the piece of spicy fish back into his bowl and gave Zuo Yingchun a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Hehe, my cousin still feels sorry for me. I love sweet and sour pork ribs the most."

Zuo Yingchun raised her chopsticks and started eating.

Before taking a few bites, she suddenly stopped again.

Suspicious eyes followed Yang Ruoqing's chopsticks across from her.

She discovered that almost all the dishes that Yang Ruoqing's chopsticks touched were spicy dishes.

Looking at the table again, Zuo Yingchun discovered something. In this meal, the proportion of spicy vegetables was much higher than usual.

Then I think of the spicy fish nuggets that my cousin picked up just now.

Zuo Yingchun understood.

"I've lost my appetite, let's go now!"

She slapped her chopsticks on the table, stood up, and ran back to the backyard like a gust of wind.

"Hey, my cousin's feet recovered pretty quickly?"

Old Uncle Geng, who had been silent all this time, revealed everyone's suspicions.

It's hard to break up, but everyone chooses not to hear it.

Zuo Junmo looked at Zuo Yingchun's running back and frowned.

He looked away and looked apologetically at Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang opposite.

"Maybe she's full. Let her go and we'll continue eating." Zuo Junmo greeted.

"Um!"

"OK!"

Everyone eats again.

Without Zuo Yingchun, the atmosphere at the dinner table became lighter.

As a veteran, Mrs. Zuo took a close look at the undercurrents among the young people at the table.

Luo Fengtang's doting on Yang Ruoqing.

My son's thoughts towards Yang Ruoqing.

And Zuo Yingchun was caught in the middle and was jealous...

The old lady also had mixed feelings in her heart.

"I'm full too. Eat slowly and eat more!"

The old lady also returned to the backyard with the help of the maid.

The old lady sent the maid: "Go and see what Miss Cousin is doing."

After a while, the maid came back and whispered a few words to the old lady.

The old lady frowned slightly.

He waved his hand towards the maid: "You go and do your work, I'll take a break."

After the maid left, the old lady sat by the bed, thoughtfully.

Then he invited the maid in: "When the lunch in the front yard is over, let Jun Mo come over to my place. I have something to say to him."

Soon, Zuo Junmo came to the old lady's house.

"Mom, you asked your son to come here. What are your orders?"

After Zuo Junmo entered the house, he stood respectfully in front of Mrs. Zuo.

Madam Zuo was caressing a jade bracelet.
Chapter completed!