Chapter 3: overbearing

Lin Xingqing had just stepped into the door and hadn't seen Fang Xia's appearance. It was just the first sight. Fang Xia put down the book in his hand like that, slightly raised his eyes and looked at Lin Xingqing, as if it was confirmation, but it was like greeting.
Obviously before that, the only contact between the two was just a phone call, but Fang Xia gave Lin Xingqing the feeling at the moment, just as if they had been in contact for a long time.
"Lin Xingqing, I am Fang Xia, you and I are husband and wife, and will be your home from now on.
It's not too early, eat something first. "
In that kind of discourse, after Lin Xingqing refused a request from a maid to get something for her, Fang Xia was already sitting at the dinner table, and then there was a steady stream of dishes.
Like the previous phone call, during the first meeting, Fang Xia did not mean to express his domineering.

"Miss, the dishes are ready, please take your time."
As the servant politely retreated, only Fang Xia and Lin Xingqing were in the whole room.
In front of a table and at the end of a table, it was obviously just two people dining, but there were more than ten dishes. The plain, sweet and salty ground swimming in the water, plus a look at the chef The handwriting, the dishes on the table are absolutely full of color and fragrance.
but..
Lin Xingqing glanced at Fang Xia in front of the table. She dropped her eyes very quickly and sat upright in an upright position. She said nothing, and was very quiet.
"If you don't know your taste, just ask the chef to do something casually. In the future, if you are at home, you can tell Lisao what she likes and she will tell you to continue.
Lin Xingqing, it's not too early, don't be constrained, eat. "
This is considered to be the longest speech Fang Xia has spoken since he entered. Now the words are as gentle as possible, but they still carry a cold tone. Even with his head down, Lin Xingqing can feel the power of Fang Xia's eyes. Feeling, but the eyes quickly recovered from her.
"it is good."
Lin Xingqing whispered, until now, the hand hesitated on the knee but moved, and finally picked up the chopsticks and slowly ate it.
Unlike the small home where he lives with his father, the table is small, and the dishes will always be simple three dishes and one soup. The rice cooker will be put there after cooking, and the two need to get up when they are serving. Now, there are chefs who can cook the dishes, some people can put the tableware and chopsticks, and even the rice in the bowl is served well.
Rice is the best rice. It tastes clear when eaten into the mouth, and has the fragrance of rice. The taste of the dishes is also excellent. The shape is unique and the taste is good. Even the person sitting opposite her, eats It is also very elegant.
The most appropriate sitting posture, the most elegant eating, even the original rude eating has the same elegant style.
Knowing that it shouldn't be, after eating another bite, Lin Xingqing originally quietly aimed at Fang Xia's eyes and couldn't help but concentrate.
Fang Xia's appearance is not too outstanding. The sword's eyebrows are staring, and there is no trace of bangs hair, the light-colored lips, and the rounded face shape, which is at most a beautiful one. In terms of appearance, Lin Xingqing's appearance is more distinct and three-dimensional than that of Fang Xia, but compared to Lin Xingqing's unconscious appearance that makes people feel a bit charming, when Fang Xia looks at people like that At the time, it will not be overlooked at all, just like bringing your own aura.
At that moment, Fang Xia, who was eating quietly, wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel, and put the tableware without any sound. In the seemingly elegant action, the bowl was already eaten clean, but Lin Xingqing himself , The rice in the bowl was barely moved.
Fang Xia's eyes were quietly staring at Lin Xingqing. When Lin Xingqing hadn't figured it out yet, she peeped at what was being said, and her eyes moved down slightly, sweeping over the still full rice bowl, The brow was slightly wrinkled, and it was just such a subtle movement, but it was quite a frightening Ye Dao.
"Lin Xingqing, the food is not appetizing."
Obviously it is an interrogative sentence, but it is said like a definite sentence.
"also.."
That kind of speech only raised his head. Fang Xia had turned his head slightly, beckoning to the middle-aged woman who had been leaning on the right side: "Lisao, these let them close, and ordered the chef to do it again."
‘Yes, miss. "
Lisao is a gentle-looking middle-aged woman about 40 years old, looking at the table that has barely moved, listening to Fang Xia's words, her eyebrows are not fluctuating at all, and she bends down respectfully, already thinking The appearance of going back.
The attitudes of Fang Xia and Lisao are too calm, so calm that it seems like a very normal thing.
Because of their attitude, Lin Xingqing couldn't sit still.
On weekdays, Lin Xingqing is not a stingy person, but she has been dependent on her father since childhood, but she also let her know the truth.
"Lisao, don't."
Almost instinctively, Lin Xingqing stood up from the position and said, but that kind of words just fell, watching Lisao's desire to retreat, Fang Xiawang's sight, Lin Xingqing couldn't help but stiff.
In my mind, I flashed the scene before stepping into the door. Since then, Lin Xingqing has said to herself that no matter what the reason is, she signed the husband and wife contract, but since Fang Xia is sovereign And she is an overbearing, so unless absolutely necessary, she should never fight against Fang Xia.
But less than half an hour after that oath, she directly refused Fang Xia's decision.
Wasn't that playing Fang Xia's face?
Isn't this first sight too bad.
"Miss."
When Lin Xingqing wanted to sit or not, and stagnated in place, she didn't know what to do, Lisao retracted her gaze and looked at Fang Xia.
Even if you know you should n’t, but the words have already been spoken, then you ca n’t be reconciled if you just give up halfway.
Lin Xingqing bit her lip and sat down slowly, trying not to let her eyes go away. She picked up chopsticks and tried to grab a bite of rice into her mouth. She also grabbed the vegetables in front of her and ate it in a mess. At this moment, even if the rice It was very fragrant and the food was delicious, and there was no taste in her mouth, but Lin Xingqing still tried to swallow it in a very fragrant manner.
"Fang Xia, the food is delicious, I like it very much."
So no need to dump it, replace it.
After hesitating for the last sentence, Lin Xingqing didn't finish it, but obviously it was understood by both Lisao and Fang Xia.
Lisao still maintains her original posture, but her gaze looks like a cloudless `shang` small` Zhujingyi project, although it is quickly retracted back, but that gaze has an inexplicable meaning .
And Fang Xia looked at Lin Xingqing with a deep gaze, and Lin Xingqing could hardly control herself from avoiding her sight.
"Lisao, since Lin Xingqing likes it, wait until the meal is finished and continue."
"Ok."
In that brief conversation, Lisao retreated quietly, and the room was quiet again.
Even if this was the result she wanted, Lin Xingqing couldn't help but stunned.
Although this is only a very small thing, but to her shallow understanding of Xia Xia, Fang Xia this association will not be too fast
Questions like that are obviously unanswered.
"Lin Xingqing, eat more if you have a good appetite."
"Ok."
After Lin Xingqing responded subconsciously, she soon had no intention of thinking about other people.
Although Fang Xia is extremely quiet and does not interrupt her mouth, she sits in that position quietly, and if she has a seeming gaze, it seems to be a picture of how much she can eat with her appetite.
Lin Xingqing thought it was extremely difficult to eat this meal.
The author has something to say: La La La, I say that the food is delicious, and I have to eat it on my knees, ha ha ha ~
ps: 35 degrees in Greater Hangzhou today, hot dog!