Chapter 67 He Shouldn't Misunderstand, Right?
She had no intention of holding his hand!
He shouldn't misunderstand, right?
Lin You quietly looked at him, only to see his eyes falling on the chessboard. His handsome profile was deep, his eyes were slightly lowered, his eyelashes were long, his nose was high, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his jawline was strong and sexy.
Lin You's breathing suddenly became chaotic, "That..."
"Luo Zi."
Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lingchuan spoke, his voice was low and magnetic, and his tone was calm, as if he hadn't noticed her expression.
Lin You quickly put back her chaotic thoughts and stretched out her hand to start making moves.
His deep voice sounded in her ears from time to time, pointing her where to go.
She wanted to take her hand out midway, but every time she was about to make a move, he would stop her.
Lin You's ears turned red, and she began to wonder, what did he mean?
But soon, under his guidance, the game of chess ended quickly. Mrs. Fu, who had been winning all afternoon, finally lost.
But she was not displeased at all. Instead, she said with a smile: "Oh, I'm old and can't beat you young people. Xiaochuan, Youyou is still very talented at playing chess. You can teach her well."
Fu Lingchuan responded, then turned to look at Lin You, "You are very talented."
This sentence seems to be echoing Mrs. Fu and also seems to be sincerely praising her.
Lin You's breath froze, and she quickly stood up, and finally took her hand out. Her eyes flickered twice and she said, "I, I'm hungry, grandma, let's go eat."
Mrs. Fu nodded, "Okay, I happen to be hungry too, let's go together."
Lin You walked over and helped her out of the tea room.
Fu Lingchuan stood up slowly. He glanced at his hands, and the soft touch of her little hands still remained on his palms.
His thin lips pursed into a straight line, and a coldness soon appeared in his dark eyes. He put down his hand and walked out with a cold expression.
In the dining room.
Mrs. Fu kept picking up food for Lin You. When she saw Fu Lingchuan coming, she pointed at a bowl of soup with a smile and said, "Drink this, Xiaochuan."
Fu Lingchuan glanced at the soup, paused for a moment, and then said, "Grandma, I don't want to drink soup today."
Mrs. Fu's expression remained unchanged, "Okay, if you don't drink today, you will have to drink tomorrow, morning and evening."
"puff……"
Lin You burst out laughing from the side.
Fu Lingchuan glanced at her displeasedly, and she immediately closed her mouth and suppressed her laughter.
Fu Lingchuan stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie, and asked helplessly: "Grandma, why did you let me drink it?"
Mrs. Fu said meaningfully: "This soup can cure your insomnia. You are right to believe grandma."
Well, believe me, my insomnia became even worse.
Fu Lingchuan said: "My insomnia has been cured."
Mrs. Fu was immediately surprised, "Really? How can it be good? When can it be good? Why didn't you tell me such a big thing?"
Fu Lingchuan said calmly: "It's just a few days."
Mrs. Fu clapped her hands and said, "That's great. Come and have a bowl of soup to celebrate."
Fu Lingchuan: "..."
Lin You: "Pfft..."
Sorry, she just couldn't help it.
Fu Lingchuan's cold gaze fell on her again, and this time Lin You couldn't bear it no matter how hard he tried.
Old Mrs. Fu said with a smile: "This soup can not only cure your insomnia, but also treat various problems. Men like you are the best to drink it, and you will also enjoy the blessings."
Lin You: "..."
very good.
She couldn't laugh anymore.
Chapter completed!