Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Li Xiang smiled and cooperated with Zhang Ling to check if his hand was injured?
Because it is very happy for him.

The happiness of being cared about by the one you like must be enjoyed as long as possible.

The cooperation is just to make this hard-won happiness last longer.

This is apart from grandma, another opposite sex really cares about her.

When she found that Li Xiang's hands didn't have a trace of scars.

She let out a long breath and relaxed her tense nerves.

Yan Yuan was instantly full of curiosity, and wanted to ask Li Xiang, how did he cook the eggs with peach hearts?
Never thought that Yan Yuan would be surprised to see that just by calling out a title, Zhang Ling raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, asking with an unhappy face:
"Hey, Li Xiang, you are not injured, and you deliberately hid your hands under the table to do tricks. Is it fun to lie to me?"

"I...was wronged! I never said that my hand was injured." Li Xiang defended aggrievedly, and suddenly pointed at Yan Yuan, "She, it was her, she deliberately misled you."

"Yan Yuan!" Zhang Ling felt reasonable and looked at Yan Yuan again.

"It's not...Zhang Ling, it's not..."

Yan Yuan didn't know how to explain it for a while?

He stared at Li Xiang with wide eyes, thinking that he was obviously helping him, but he didn't expect him to take it.

Li Xiangcha felt the great hostility, and deliberately glanced at Yan Yuan, then smiled at Zhang Ling:

"Don't blame her! We should thank her. With her misleading, I found out that you care about me so much."

"Yes, I care!" Zhang Ling didn't expect Li Xiang to say this suddenly, her cheeks were hot as if being roasted by a stove, "Who cares about you? Please stop talking nonsense. Let's eat first."

Li Xiang watched Zhang Ling almost flee, and returned to his seat to sit down.

A few seconds after she sat down, she saw that he was still looking at her affectionately with twinkling eyes.

She felt herself a little too close to the stove.

So he insisted on moving the chair as far as possible to a corner away from Li Xiang.

Then, she buried her head almost deep in the plate of fried eggs.

A smell of her favorite fried eggs rushed into her nostrils.

In particular, tomatoes and green onions are specially added to the eggs.

The smell made her suddenly think that the eggs were fried by her father.

Suddenly, he looked up and looked around for traces of his father.

Li Xiang was a little puzzled and asked successively:

"Zhang Ling, what are you looking for?"

"That's right! Tell me and we'll help you find it." Yan Yuan said.

"Dad, my dad is back!" While speaking, she got up, "Where is he? He didn't even tell me when he came back."

As soon as the words were finished, she excitedly began to search in each room.

"Is Uncle back? I didn't see you!" Li Xiang recalled with some puzzlement, and followed her closely. When he was sure that Zhang Ling's father had not come back, he eagerly dissuaded him, "Zhang Ling, wait a minute. Why did you Say uncle is back?"

The gluttonous Yan Yuan was busy eating the delicacies that Li wanted to make, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth curiously. He looked at Zhang Ling who had just checked his father's bedroom and asked:

"That's right, I didn't see my uncle coming back either. Zhang Ling, did you see it?"

"No, fried eggs are my father's taste! No one but my father knows that fried eggs with tomatoes and green onions are my favorite."

Li Xiang laughed when he heard Zhang Ling's answer.

Zhang Ling stopped, looked at him angrily and asked:
"why are you laughing?"

"Don't look for it, I fried the eggs. Uncle didn't come back." Li Xiang said with some pride.

He was even more triumphantly waiting for Zhang Ling to say a few words of praise.

"You fried eggs?"

Li Xiang fried her favorite fried eggs, but she was not moved by it.

What did she suddenly think of?
His face was much gloomy, and he stared at Li Xiang for a long time with a bit of disbelief.

Li Xiang didn't wait for Zhang Ling's words of praise.

Instead, she was stared at with straight hair all over.

He finally couldn't help asking:
"Zhang Ling, why are you looking at me like this?"

She opened and closed her lips twice, but she didn't make a sound for the time being. Panting heavily, she suddenly turned around and walked towards the dining table, and sat down in her previous seat again.

Her facial expression was as if she had a deep hatred for the fried egg in front of her.

Yan Yuan felt that the atmosphere was not right, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, first looked at Zhang Ling, and then looked at Li Xiang with the eyes of Xingshi asking for guilt, winking and asking softly:
"How did you provoke her? Her face is so scary."

Li Xiang spread his hands innocently and explained softly:
"I don't know either! I asked her, but if she didn't answer, there was nothing I could do."

Yan Yuan was a little helpless, and planned to bite the bullet and ask Zhang Ling what happened?
Zhang Ling understood the small movements of the two of them, and suddenly raised her head and glanced at Yan Yuan, so frightened that Yan Yuan swallowed his words again.

Her sharp eyes looked at the innocent Li Xiang again and said:
"Okay, Li Xiang! Tell me honestly, what method did you use to bribe my dad and let him tell you my preferences."

She has a feeling that she has been betrayed.

And he was sold by his most trusted father.

Father, if he wasn't at home, she, as a daughter, couldn't raise a question.

So she could only point the finger at Li Xiang, trying to find a little psychological balance from him.

"Ah? Wronged! Why did you wrong me so much? I really didn't!" He said even more aggrieved.

Li Xiang wondered why she spoke like this.

But he is not the character to be wronged casually.

Zhang Ling patted the table emotionally and stood up, pointing to the fried eggs on the plate in front of her and questioning:

"Say, when did you steal this plate of fried eggs from my father? I don't even know! Li Xiang, Li Xiang, I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. Did you figure out everything about me? Clearly?"

Li Xiang was in a daze before he could explain, but Yan Yuan jumped out at this moment, with an unbelievable expression on his face, he took a few steps towards him and said in confusion:

"Okay, Li Xiang! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. Tell me! What kind of conspiracy do you have to approach Zhang Ling?"

It turned out that he had a conspiracy based on the similar taste of fried eggs.

He thought that alone was a little ridiculous.

So I thought I hadn't done anything wrong.

So there is absolutely no need to be afraid of anything.

He allowed himself a natural smile and said:
"Zhang Ling, don't you think you're a bit too much? It's absurd to convict me just by the taste of the food."

After listening to this, Yan Yuan looked at Zhang Ling without a stand and said:

"Zhang Ling..."

As soon as she called out a title, Zhang Ling gave Yan Yuan a look, preventing him from continuing.

Li wanted to see that Zhang Ling's eyes were no longer decisive at first.

He struck while the iron was hot and continued:
"There is also the practice of frying eggs. It seems that uncle is not original. As far as I know, many people in XX (place name) eat like this. Can you say that uncle sold you to these people?"

Zhang Ling's face turned livid when she heard Li Xiang's questioning.

She knew that it was too hasty to draw a conclusion just by relying on one way of eating food.

However, she would not easily listen to his eloquent sophistry.

"Okay. To prove that you are right, how about frying two more fried eggs in front of me?"

Li Xiang raised his wrist, glanced at the time, smiled and gestured to the food on the table and said:
"Can you finish these foods? Leftovers are not good, and eating leftovers is even worse for your health."

In Zhang Ling's view, Li Xiang is a guilty plea.

She seemed to have caught his handle and said:
"Why so much nonsense? Are you going to do it or not?"

This kind of proof that Li Xiang wanted to justify directly is completely unnecessary.

Because apart from the three of them in the family, Zhang Ling would never find a fourth person.

And he's the only one preparing breakfast.

But he didn't want to make such an evasive sophistry directly.

So he thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone and said:
"It's absolutely fine to fry an egg in front of you."

Zhang Ling obviously got up immediately in a hurry, and signaled her to go to the kitchen to fry eggs now.

"But I'm afraid it won't work now. Not only are there no eggs at home, but I have an appointment with a client at XX coffee at eight o'clock. It's already seven o'clock, and there will probably be traffic jams on the road, so I have to leave early. Do you think we can do it tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, okay! I think that's the way to go. As for the eggs, Zhang Ling remembers to stop by the supermarket to buy two sets after get off work at night."

Yan Yuan wanted to eat the delicacies that Li wanted to make tomorrow.

After seeing his wink, he immediately jumped out and spoke before Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was displeased when she heard Yan Yuan's words.

The words have already been spoken by Yan Yuan, and she is not an unreasonable person.

What else can be done?

He could only agree with Yan Yuan's statement.

She watched Li Xiang hurriedly packed her things and walked towards the door.

Yan Yuan deliberately pushed her out at this time.

"Brother-in-law, wait a minute, let Zhang Ling see you off."

Zhang Ling turned her head and stared at Yan Yuan with some reluctance, but out of basic politeness, she still smiled and walked towards Li Xiang.

"Yes, wait a moment, I'll see you off."

"No, it's really not necessary. You'd better continue eating breakfast with peace of mind."

That's what he said on the surface, but in his heart he was still very much looking forward to her giving it away.

Then they will naturally spend more time alone.

"it is good……"

Yan Yuan looked at Zhang Ling and obviously didn't want to give it away.

So she quickly yelled "Zhang Ling" to interrupt her words, got up and came to her side and whispered:
"Aren't you curious about how Li Xiang fried peach heart eggs without a mold? I'm very curious! Why don't you help me ask."

"Li Xiang, wait a moment!"

After listening to Yan Yuan's words, Zhang Ling was also very curious, and immediately stopped Li Xiang who was about to close the door.

Feeling a little lost, Li Xiang looked at Zhang Ling suspiciously and asked:

"Is something wrong?"

Zhang Ling smiled and said to Li Xiang:

"Yan Yuan said that she was very curious about how you made the peach heart eggs? So let me ask you for help."

Hearing Zhang Ling's words, Yan Yuan felt a little mad and hopeless.

She was kind enough to help them create an opportunity and reason to be alone.

Yan Yuan's heart hurts so much!

"Aren't you curious?" Li Xiang asked in turn.

Zhang Ling was really curious.

Otherwise, he would not have stepped forward to check on his injury because of worry.

But she didn't want to be seen through too easily by him.

I want to deliberately hide my little thoughts.

With a bit of stubbornness on his face, he said:
"Not curious! Because I can also fry omelette with hearts without a mold."

When she saw Li Xiang's obviously disappointed expression, she closed the door without saying another word.

now.

The sense of loss infected her like a virus.

From the moment the other person disappeared from her eyes, she also felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

Seeing her disappointed look, Yan Yuan knew that she was just being stubborn and not telling the truth.

Yan Yuan's sigh echoed in the room.

Zhang Ling was visibly annoyed and yelled "Yan Yuan".

Yan Yuan sat up and looked over in a jerk, with pickled radish sticks in the chopsticks in his hand, he suddenly shivered and fell on the table, looking at her with fluttering eyes.

Instead, she didn't continue talking.

As if thinking of something more important.

A few strides came to the front window, leaned over and looked downstairs, looking for Li Xiang's figure.

When he saw a man with the same build and clothes as Li Xiang, he appeared in the field of vision.

A smile appeared on her face.

Yan Yuan could clearly see her lips moving, as if she was muttering something to herself.

So with a bit of curiosity, he sneaked behind Zhang Ling and eavesdropped.

I vaguely heard words such as "little flea" and "peace".

It can be inferred that Zhang Ling probably remembered the car accident last night.

I want to use the way of seeing off to pray for Li Xiang to have a safe journey.

"Hey, since you're so nervous and asked you to send it off in person, why are you putting on airs and not doing it?"

Zhang Ling obviously knew that Yan Yuan was standing behind and eavesdropping.

She reacted normally and slowly turned around and stared at Yan Yuan intently.

There is a sense of judgment of the soul in her eyes.

Obviously, he didn't like Yan Yuan's eavesdropping on what she just said.

This made Yan Yuan feel that the air in the room froze instantly, making his breathing difficult.

Do you think there was something wrong to say in reply to Zhang Ling?

Think carefully about what you have said.

Yan Yuan was sure that what he said was normal.

"Eat!" Zhang Ling blinked her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

The air in the room felt like it was finally moving.

Yan Yuan heard these two words when he was about to be suffocated by her eyes.

Can't help but let out a burst of self-deprecating laughter.

Laughing at herself seemed to miss Zhang Ling again.

She wasn't praying for Li Xiang.

Zhang Ling had already returned to the dining table and finished the fried eggs that Li Xiang made.

With a smile of some enjoyment, she closed her eyes and licked|licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue, trying to taste the difference from the egg fried by her father.

Yes, she doesn't have to wait until the next morning to see how Li Xiang fry eggs with her own eyes?
She was very sure that the fried egg in front of her was what Li wanted to make.

Because the same slightly burnt golden fried eggs have the same sweet and sour taste of tomatoes, accompanied by the rich fragrance of chopped green onions.

Even when you are full, you still have the desire to eat.

If she didn't use her brain to think, she would mistakenly think that it was her father's handicraft when she ate it.

So apart from the accident when the two men fried eggs, she really couldn't taste the difference in taste.

Yan Yuan was still meditating not far from the window.

"I'm full. Yan Yuan, my company has some urgent business and I have to leave early. You should wash all the pots and dishes today."

After Zhang Ling finished speaking, Yan Yuan remained silent.

Those who didn't know thought it was a well-known scholar who was considering a key academic issue.

The moment she packed up and closed the door to leave, Yan Yuan woke up as if from a dream, looked at the door and shouted:

"Hey, Zhang Ling, you're bullying again!"

Because Yan Yuan saw Zhang Ling with his own eyes, and showed a smug smile at the moment when the door was closed.

Only then did she understand that Zhang Ling's previous behavior was to deliberately want her to stay and wash the pots and dishes.