Chapter 633: I do n’t want to drink your stew

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"It's you who beats!" Fang Chengyin's face was terrifying, and the whip in his hand was like a fierce long snake, and he greeted Kong Wenjie again.
"Miss!" Kong Wenjie was too busy to avoid it. How could Fang Chengyin never stop, whip one by one, Kong Wenjie could only hide from the left to the right in embarrassment, in fact, from his hands, from Fang Chengyin Taking the whip is not a problem at all, but his food box is also filled with a large soup pot of pork bone soup. If you take the whip, the pork bone soup will inevitably be spilled, and he will not dare to take it. Holding the food container with both hands, he was clumsy and hideously hiding from the whip, and yelled with teeth grinning, "Miss! It's me! I'll bring you pork bone soup! Don't fight! Don't fight!"
Suddenly I heard that it was here to deliver pork bone soup. Fang Chengyin's heart was suddenly sour, and his wrists were weak, and the whip fell to the ground with a click.
"Oh!" Kong Wenjie just stood firm. While wiping sweat with his sleeve, he looked at Fang Chengyin pitifully. "Miss, how are you going to take me as a living target?"
He thought Fang Chengyin was playing with him.
Fang Chengyin glared at him fiercely, and walked into the room while turning his head, and said to the little maidservant who was kneeling on the ground and shivering: "It's nothing to do with you, you can withdraw."
"Ah! Yes, yes! The slave servant retired." A Tao was so acquainted with the news that he was so busy that he trot out.
"This ... what's the matter?" Kong Wenjie looked at A Tao stumbled and ran out, and looked at the remnant leaves of that place, only to realize that something was wrong, and he didn't think much at the moment, so busy He followed Fang Chengyin into the room. He couldn't delay too much time outside. Just now Pang Yi came back. He dared to go back to the Yamen and had to rush back to Nanshan Bieyuan.
"Miss, I stewed the pork bone soup for you, and I know you like mushrooms, and I added another ..." Kong Wenjie was a little embarrassed and attentively entered the house with Fang Chengyin, but When he saw the dishes on the table, Kong Wenjie was surprised for a while, and then looked at Fang Chengyin, "You ... didn't you eat today?"
There were meals on the table, and there was one more meal on the tray, which was obviously two meals, but none of the meals had been passive, obviously Fang Chengyin had not eaten all day.
"Guardian Kong, do you have anything to do?" Fang Chengyin sat on the chair and looked at Kong Wenjie with cold eyes. "If you have anything, just say something, and if you have nothing, just roll the calf."
Kong Wenjie: "..."
For the first time in his life, he heard a woman swearing, or said it from Fang Chengyin's mouth. For a time, Kong Wenjie couldn't digest it.
"Are you angry?" Kong Wenjie couldn't understand the style anymore, and also noticed that Fang Chengyin was not right. Obviously, he didn't have this attitude towards him in the past, especially since they went to Changbai Mountain, the relationship became more intimate, although Neither of them was clear, but Kong Wenjie could feel it. Although he was a little slow in feelings, he was not stupid.
"You are really wide," Fang Chengyin snorted, sneering at the other side, "But I am not angry, can you manage it? Why do you, a small bodyguard, care about me, the young lady, who is not angry?" "
I knew that Fang Chengyin must have encountered something, and I felt uncomfortable, but Kong Wenjie listened to her saying that it was inevitable that it was not a taste. Anyway, he was born here, but Fang Chengyin really was One heaven and one underground, Chen Qingxuan was a talented man. Anyway, if he raised his identity in the future, he would be very different. However, he was a rough man with no culture, and he would be a bodyguard if he died.
"Even if you feel uncomfortable, you have to eat, and you have been injured and should be raised," Kong Wenjie lowered his head to open the food box, carefully brought out the big soup pot inside, and put it on the table On the one hand, he said to Fang Chengyin again, "After nearly two hours, I am drinking well. You drink more."
Fang Chengyin looked at the soup pot that was about the same size as the small pot, and smelled the thick bones. Her nose was suddenly sour. She was so busy that she was so busy that she might see her cowardice while Kong Wenjie was standing Neck said: "I don't want to drink the soup you stew, you hurry and take away."