Tsundere Queen Takes Home

Chapter 63: drink together

Qiao Xi'er chased after him, looked at Fang Zhengyang, and asked with concern, "Brother Zhengyang, what's wrong with you, you look like you are full of worries."

Fang Zhengyang smiled bitterly, "It's alright, alright, go get busy, I have to work."

Fang Zhengyang said, sat in front of the workbench, picked up the carving knife, and started to get busy.

Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Brother Zhengyang, are you in conflict with Yang Xinyan again?"

Fang Zhengyang's hands trembled, and he said without raising his head, "We used to have a relationship between superiors and subordinates, how could I have a conflict with her, now I have completely left the Wenxin company, we have no relationship at all, and again How can there be a conflict?"

Qiao Xi'er keenly saw the trembling of Fang Zhengyang's hand, she sighed and turned to leave.

At noon, Qiao Xier asked Fang Zhengyang to eat, but Fang Zhengyang shook his head and refused. He has been busy at the workbench.

Only when he is immersed in his work will his heart be quiet.

In the afternoon, Qiao Xi'er has been busy in the kitchen, Fang Zhengyang has been busy beside the workbench, with no distractions.

In the evening, Qiao Xi'er came over with a bowl of dumplings, looked at Fang Zhengyang and said with a smile, "Brother, it's time to eat."

Fang Zhengyang said without raising his head, "Xi'er, eat, I'm not hungry."

Qiao Xi'er held the dumplings and stood there motionless, her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Fang Zhengyang felt a little unusual. He raised his head and looked at Qiao Xier's tears, and quickly asked, "What's wrong, why are you crying again?"

Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang stubbornly, still motionless.

"Okay, okay, can't I eat it?" Fang Zhengyang hurriedly took the dumplings. When she saw Qiao Xi'er's hand, she exclaimed, "Xi'er, what's wrong with your hand?"

Qiao Xier quickly put her hands behind her back and said in a panic, "It's okay."

"Let me see." Fang Zhengyang stretched out his hand towards Qiao Xi'er.

Qiao Xier stretched out her hand.

Fang Zhengyang took Qiao Xi'er's hand, and there were two deep knife marks on the hand, and blood was still flowing from one place.

"How did it happen." Fang Zhengyang frowned, pulled Qiao Xi'er, came to the table, took out the iodophor from the drawer, disinfected Qiao Xi'er, then took out the Band-Aid and carefully gave Qiao Xi'er Xi'er wrapped up.

"Why are you so careless and hurt your hand like this?" Fang Zhengyang looked at Qiao Xi'er and asked.

Qiao Xi'er forced a smile and said, "I know you like dumplings, so I made some dumplings, and I accidentally touched my hand when I was cutting the stuffing.

Brother, try it, this is my first time making dumplings, the ones are not good, you can make do with some. "

Fang Zhengyang looked at Qiao Xi'er and felt that his throat was a little blocked. He took Qiao Xi'er's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Xi'er, don't force yourself like this in the future, do you hear me?"

Qiao Xi'er shook her head, "It's alright, I'll get used to it slowly. You're so busy, I can't always let myself cook. Eat it quickly, it'll be cold in a while."

Fang Zhengyang nodded, picked up the dumplings, and ate them.

The dumplings were of different sizes, and many of them were broken, but Fang Zhengyang quickly finished the bowl of dumplings.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang finish eating the dumplings, Qiao Xier finally smiled happily, "Brother, is it delicious?"

Fang Zhengyang nodded, "Yummy, these are the best dumplings I've ever eaten."

"That's good." After Qiao Xi'er finished speaking, she turned around and went to the kitchen, came out with half a bowl of dumplings, took one, and put it in her mouth.

But just after taking a bite, Qiao Xier spit out the dumplings into the trash. She frowned and said, "Why are these dumplings not salty, but astringent?"

Qiao Xi'er turned around and went to the kitchen to have a look, and screamed, "Oh, why did I take soda noodles as table salt?"

Qiao Xi'er came out of the kitchen, looked at Fang Zhengyang staring at Shuishui, and asked in surprise, "Brother, didn't you eat it? And tell me it's delicious?"

Fang Zhengyang said with a smile, "Xi'er, actually, no matter what you grow, I think it's delicious. After all, it's the first dumpling my sister made for me."

When Qiao Xier heard this, she looked at Fang Zhengyang and said with a smile, "Is your sister okay?"

Fang Zhengyang nodded quickly, "Okay, you are really nice, even better than my own sister."

"Then I'll be your wife, okay?" Qiao Xier looked at Fang Zhengyang with her hands behind her back.

A trace of panic flashed in Fang Zhengyang's eyes. He avoided Qiao Xi'er's eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Look at me, am I kidding?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Qiao Xi'er's eyes, but she quickly covered it up. She looked at Fang Zhengyang and said with a smile, "Just kidding you, I like to see you embarrassed, brother, people say dumplings Just wine, the more you drink, the more you have, so I have prepared two bottles of wine, how about we drink a little?"

Because of Yang Xinyan, Fang Zhengyang's heart was also a little uncomfortable, so after listening to Qiao Xier's words, Fang Zhengyang nodded, "Okay, just drink it. But if you haven't eaten, I will cook two dishes for you, and we will eat as we eat. drink, okay?"

Josie nodded happily.

Fang Zhengyang went to the kitchen, and the dishes were ready in a short time.

A plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, a plate of braised pork, a plate of stir-fried wheat, a plate of cold cucumbers, and a bowl of corn soup.

Qiao Xi'er looked at the dishes brought by Fang Zhengyang, and exclaimed, "Wow, meat and vegetables are matched, there are soups and vegetables, and the colors and flavors are complete, brother, I will follow you forever from now on, will you eat the food you make?

Fang Zhengyang nodded and said with a smile, "It's no problem. I'll find you a sister-in-law who can cook better. The two of us take turns cooking for you, so you can change your taste every day."

Qiao Xier suddenly felt boring.

Fang Zhengyang poured two glasses of wine, handed a glass to Qiao Xi'er, and said with a smile, "Xi'er, come here, brother toast to you, if you hadn't helped me think of this way to make money, I would have moved the bricks long ago. ."

Qiao Xi'er waved her hand quickly, "Brother, don't say that, if you didn't save me from the fire, I would have gone to the Western Paradise a long time ago. Everyone said that if you save your life, you should show your body. Report, oh no, when the springs report each other, so this first cup of wine, I respect you."

When Fang Zhengyang heard this, his brows furrowed, and he said displeasedly, "You've already said that, don't mention it again, why do you still say it?"

Qiao Xi'er looked at Fang Zhengyang and changed her mouth with a smile, "Okay, let's not talk about it, then I will give the second reason, Brother Zhengyang, in these days with you, I have experienced unprecedented happiness, with you Shooting Douyin, learning to sculpt with you, investigating Liu Xincheng with you, and bullying you, which one thing is unforgettable!"

"Haha, I think the last sentence is right. You will bully me. If you don't say it, come and drink."

"drink…"

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