Zhou Qianye saw it and whispered to his mother: "Mom, look at my brother, you don't care about him, he just bullies Fu Yue like that."
Zhou Qianyu's mother glanced at them and said calmly, "You still remember that your brother has mysophobia, right?"
Zhou Qianyu's mother's words reminded her, and she seemed to have thought of something. She covered her mouth and looked towards the sofa. Her eyes widened in shock, and then she looked at her mother with gossip and surprise, "He never
If you don't kiss others, especially mouth to mouth, he will dislike it."
"Your brother likes that girl." Zhou Qianyu's mother said with certainty.
"Ah?" Zhou Qianye opened his mouth wide, glanced at the sofa again sympathetically, and said, "That girl doesn't like your son at all."
Zhou Qianyu's mother frowned and glanced at them, "Whether you like it or not, you have to experience this kind of emotion. Once you experience it, you will understand."
After a minute, Zhou Qianyu let Fu Yue go.
because……
It was just intentional to tell his mother that the relationship between him and Fu Yue was different.
However, kissing, kissing, he remembered certain scenes and reacted.
He let go of Fu Yue, but only frowned.
Fu Yue's lips were red and swollen from being kissed. While wiping her lips, she looked towards Zhou Qianyu's mother, hoping not to be seen.
His mother and sister seemed to be chatting without looking at them.
Fu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Zhou Qianyu quickly stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
"You're out of your mind," Fu Yue said with disgust, took the napkin again and wiped his lips.
She thought of her current situation. She originally thought she would be relieved, but her joy seemed to have exhausted her energy and emotions.
She sat on the sofa dejectedly.
"Fu Yue, it's time for dinner." Zhou Qianye shouted.
Fu Yue went over, took Zhou Qianye's hand, entered one of the rooms, and asked, "What does Zhou Qianyu's mother mean? Why do I feel like she didn't ask Zhou Qianyu to let me go?"
"I asked my mother specifically just now. My mother said that Qian Yu likes you, so she wants you to develop." Zhou Qianye said.
"He likes me so much. He must be pretending. He doesn't like me at all, and he can't like me. One day ago, you don't know how he abused me. She asked me to stay in the car all night,
They didn't even give me a quilt, and they asked me to pick up things for Jin Baihui the next day. I fainted and had a high fever, really." Fu Yue complained.
Zhou Qianye looked confused when he heard Fu Yue's accusation, "Is he mentally ill?"
"You think so too?" Fu Yue seemed to have found the organization.
"Since he likes you, he should take good care of you. Why does he still play pranks on you?"
"Either he likes me, or he is acting for your mother. Sister, help me." Fu Yue said pitifully.
"In this way, next time he abuses you, you record the video and I will show it to my mother. With the evidence, my mother will know that he is lying and let my mother teach him a lesson." Zhou Qianye said.
Fu Yue's heart burned again.
Zhou Qianyu would torture her every day for three days. It was easy, as long as she filmed it. There was still a chance to get away from Zhou Qianyu.
"Will Zhou Qianyu listen to your mother?" Fu Yue wanted to be sure.
Zhou Qianye nodded, "My mother seems gentle and not harsh, but what she says is the golden rule. My brother and I both listen to it, including life-long matters. But my mother is more open-minded and will not make decisions for us unless it is a last resort.
We make the decision.”
Fu Yue raised her thumbs. "What a good Chinese mother."
"Go out quickly. It's time for dinner. You can try today's dishes. They are all cooked by me."
Fu Yue raised her thumbs again. "Good Chinese mother, I don't know how to cook. I can only make instant noodles. But I am good at eating."
Zhou Qianye raised a smile, took Fu Yue's hand, "Let's go."
When they went out, Zhou Qianye's husband, two children, Zhou Qianyu, Zhou Qianyu's mother, and an aunt were already sitting in the seats, leaving the seat next to Zhou Qianyu vacant.
Fu Yue sat next to Zhou Qianyu.
Zhou Qianyu picked up a chicken drumstick and put it in Fu Yue's bowl.
Fu Yue looked at Zhou Qianyu with disgust and defensiveness.
He usually wouldn't bring her vegetables or chicken drumsticks, so he was probably acting in front of his mother.
She didn't want to cooperate with his performance at all.
She gave the chicken drumstick to the little boy next to her. She smiled and said, "Do you like this drumstick? Children will grow stronger if they eat more."
"Thank you, sister." the little boy said in a sweet voice.
Zhou Qianyu frowned slightly and looked at Fu Yue displeased.
He kept staring at Fu Yue.
Fu Yue couldn't ignore his gaze and looked at him innocently.
Zhou Qianyu clamped another chicken leg to her night, and locked eyes with her with great pressure.
Fu Yue really didn't have the courage to give the chicken drumstick to another little girl.
In front of him, she picked up the chicken legs and took a bite, "Huh?"
The taste is very different, very fragrant, soft and full of meaty flavor.
She pointed her thumb at Zhou Qianye, "This chicken is delicious and has a very special taste. How is it made?" Fu Yue asked curiously.
Zhou Qianye was praised for being very comfortable and said with a smile: "You are really good at eating. This is my specialty. It uses a special sauce. The skin is crispy on the outside, but the meat is very soft on the inside. Moreover, because
It is developed with special spices, so it is very fragrant. The key is that it still exudes the original fragrance of chicken. If you want to learn it, I can teach you and tell you the recipe. This is the recipe I spent a lot of money to buy."
"Haha, I only know how to eat, just let me do it." Fu Yue said sheepishly.
The corners of Zhou Qianyu's lips raised upwards, thinking of the dark dishes she made with great difficulty, and he reluctantly took several bites of them.
Seeing the smile on Zhou Qianyu's lips, Zhou Qianyu's mother also raised a smile and said to Fu Yue, "What do you like? I mean, do you have any hobbies?"
"Eat, play, um..." Fu Yue thought.
Zhou Qianyu chuckled, "Isn't this just about eating, drinking and having fun?"
Fu Yue was quite embarrassed to be reminded like this and raised a smile, "Actually, I have a wide range of interests and I like many things."
"Do you like classical music?" Zhou Qianyu's mother asked softly.
"Ah?" Fu Yue thought for a moment, "I quite like ancient styles. When I go to KTV, I often watch them on demand."
"Huh?" Zhou Qianyu's mother was stunned.
Zhou Qianyu pursed his lips and raised them upward, as if he was suppressing a smile.
Fu Yue saw Zhou Qianyu laughing at her and realized that what Zhou Qianyu's mother was talking about might be a symphony or something.
She was embarrassed and hit Zhou Qianyu next to her.
Zhou Qianyu held her hand, his eyes were a little more doting, and he squeezed her hand in his palm...