Han Yu

Chapter 68 Eating

Ask Qiao Yu to say that his life these days is like a dream.

Han Fang finally stopped beating him up at the slightest disagreement.

He pursed his lower lip and looked at the person sitting in front of him, his brows and eyes softened unconsciously.

That's not a small improvement.

The latter filled the spoonful of soup without raising his eyes, "You are staring at me, believe it or not, I smeared the soup on your face."

Qiao Yu subtly remembered the porridge on her face last time, coughed and lowered her head, but she still glanced at Han Fang from time to time.

Before the latter could figure out what angle to use to put the soup on his face, the phone on the table vibrated, and both of them were slightly taken aback. Beethoven's sadness was still going on, and Qiao Yu With sharp eyes and quick hands, he brought it to his eyes.

It was Qiao Shang calling.

Qiao Yu frowned slightly in doubt, what was he calling for?He signaled to Han Fang that he should answer the phone first, and the latter raised his chin to let him roll quickly, but he was still absent-mindedly thinking about it, but he didn't expect Qiao Yu to be quite artistic.

Their ringtones overlapped strangely.

"Why haven't you been home these days?"

...You don't care about this.

Although he was thinking about the same thing in his heart, on the surface Qiao Yu cherished words like gold to his father, "There is something to do."

The other side was too lazy to expose him, and said directly: "You come over for lunch at noon tomorrow."

"Is something wrong?"

Qiao Yu was puzzled. Normally, he and his father would not see each other a few times a day. The so-called idiom Qiao Yu felt that it was tailor-made for the two of them. He suddenly called to recruit him. After returning home, Qiao Yu had a weird feeling that a weasel came to visit her for New Year's greetings.

"I want to watch you eat, I have an appetite." Qiao Shang lied on the other end and didn't write a draft.

"..."

You said that you hate meeting each other, what good appetite can you have after meeting.

Qiao Yu was ready to refuse when he opened his mouth. The most important reason was that he was still thinking about what to cook for Han Fang. Han Fang was weak, and he racked his brains and tried every means to make up for him.

Leng Buding suddenly said: "By the way, bring the one from the Han family to eat together."

At that moment, Qiao Yu's cold sweat broke out unconsciously, and her tone became much colder, "What do you mean?"

The strong sense of crisis made Qiao Yu tense up unconsciously. Not to mention that he is not a good person, his father is not a good person. Who knows what he is thinking about calling Han Fang over. Shang tossing out what good or bad...

Qiao Shao said that he would rather tear down his house than make Qiao Shang unhappy.

Qiao Shang still pretended to be false and said: "You can't leave the guests aside when you go home for dinner, how rude it is."

Qiao Yu listened to Qiao Shang speak slowly, but there was a lot of meaning in it, as if she was silently insinuating with him.

It's not that Qiao Shang didn't know his every move, but he just turned a blind eye and didn't intend to pay attention to it.

Qiao Yu's expression was gloomy, as if he had been poked into a sore foot, or a weakness, a wordless irritability grew in his heart, and even the depths of his eyes slowly penetrated into the dark.

He said slowly, "Father, I'm not going back."

Another meaning of that metaphor is that he is not going to bring Han Fang over there.

I didn't expect it to be so tight.

Qiao Shang frowned slightly.

Suddenly another voice came in from the other end, and said casually, "...Why don't you plan to go back."

The two of them were startled in their hearts at the same time, and were disturbed by that sudden disturbance.

Qiao Yu turned around stiffly.

Han Fang was wearing a white shirt, which made his carelessly frowning and proud eyebrows unconsciously soften a lot. At this moment, he slightly squinted his eyes and raised his chin. His appearance today is clean and refreshing, with the slight hook at the end of his eyes. , gratuitously charming.

Seeing Qiao Yu just looking at him without answering, Han Fang unconsciously raised his final voice, "Huh?"

Qiao Yu's heart fluttered when he heard it, just like the ripples on the surface of the lake. For a while, his voice lost the indifference in front of his father, but subconsciously softened and coaxed: "It's not that you always don't like these things. Well."

Generally speaking, they don't even bother to pretend to deal with it, and they are perfunctory.

"Is that for me?"

Of course Qiao Yu said yes.

Qiao Shang didn't say a word, and silently squeezed the phone tightly.

At this point in time, do you regard your father as dead?

"Oh." Han Fang said blankly, "I'll go."

Qiao Yu & Qiao Shang:? ? ?

The unanimous response of both father and son was unbelievable.

This is probably a rare time for them to be in sync.

Qiao Yu asked, "Why?"

"I don't like the panties you bought me."

"...???"

Han Kuang said slowly: "Maybe the underwear over there might be more pleasing to the eye, just so we can go shopping after eating."

"..."

Goldfinger: [Host, you are talking nonsense in a serious manner. 】

Han Fang blocked back impatiently, "You have nothing to mess with, get out."

Although Han Fang and Han Fang could spend a good time picking underwear together, Qiao Yu still thought about it: "Actually, I think it's the same on both sides."

Han Fang sneered: "Why are underwear so rare, and they are still hidden and tucked away?"

Why did this topic get more and more outrageous, but Qiao Shang found that his son was still burning with arrogance just now, and his attitude suddenly changed in front of Han Fang as if he had encountered a fire extinguisher.

Qiao Shang let out a breath and was a little tired. He heard the decision on the other end, okay, go as you say.

Qiao Yusi emphasized that whoever dared to bully Han Fang under his nose, he would tear that person up when he turned around.

If it was his father...

Qiao Yu was seriously thinking about what his father's sore feet were.

If he dared to poke his painful foot, he would have to be stepped back.

Qiao Yu suddenly thought of a question, "Why do you want to come to me?"

As for where Qiao Yu usually goes, Han Fang would ignore him at all, unless...

Han Fang clicked his tongue, "I want to eat grapes."

The implication is obvious inside and outside the words.

Well, it was his fault.

Qiao Yu hung up the phone and went to buy grapes for Han Fang.

If it's going to Qiao's house for dinner, Han Fang's first reaction must be to go with whomever he loves. He has never liked to deal with those occasions, especially those with no good intentions.

But he suddenly remembered another question. Qiao Yu's father and his father were enemies for life. Although he usually didn't care much about it, according to the housekeeper, when the other party came to make trouble, they never got the upper hand every time they argued.

The housekeeper also specially praised: "If you want to say shameless, the master is better."

Although Han Fang felt that this sounded like a boast.

Tsk, Han Fang really wants to see a loser who has never won a fight with his father for half his life.

When I go home, in order to talk about those false intentions, of course I have to buy some things to put on a show. Usually Qiao Yu does this job, but Han Fang might as well suddenly ask for a piece of it.

So the two went to the supermarket together.

Although Qiao Yu didn't intend to come to this place, seeing Han Fang's expression of nothing wrong, he also gave himself an excuse to feel at ease. The high-end goods he bought for his father can only be displayed to see the ashes. Buy something unpretentious and enjoy the two-person time alone with Han Fang.

Unexpectedly, Han Fang was very quick to make a move.

"What do you think of this coconut?"

Qiao Yu saw Han Fang's expression of admiration and favor, so he ignored its too simple appearance and said along with the other party's thoughts, "Very good, the coconut juice inside is very sweet, you have a good eye."

Han Fang tapped it, and was very satisfied with its thickness and sound, but the three holes that were convenient for poking a hole to drink coconut juice were not very pleasing, so Han Fang filtered it out without taking a second look. Qiao Yu, on the other hand, took a few glances and thought of a triangle.

"That's it."

"..."

Qiao Yu looked down at the coconut, and suddenly wondered if he should ask someone to give him a hard hat now, because he always felt that there was a little danger.

Han Fang glanced over and swished coldly.

Qiao Yu picked up the coconut and went to weigh it.

After shopping around the supermarket, he only took one coconut with him. While queuing up to pay, Qiao Yu accidentally left it on the shelf...

He suddenly thought of Han Fang.

It's a pity that the latter didn't have that thought at all.

Qiao Yu could only sigh to suppress the eager thoughts.

After paying the money, he left the supermarket with only a coconut in his arms. Qiao Yu drove straight to his house, and occasionally missed Han Fang for a while. Yu said, "Qiao Yu."

Qiao Yu paused while pinching the steering wheel, "What's wrong?"

"Did you feed the tortoise at home?"

Qiao Yu said uncertainly, "Probably... let it go."

"……kindness?"

"I'll make a call later and ask the housekeeper to come over and take a look, and clean the house by the way."

"kindness."

Then went to catch up on sleep.

When they arrived at the place, Qiao Yu reluctantly woke up Han Fang. The latter rubbed his eyes and looked at the main house, then turned to stare at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu saw that the latter had something to complain about.

Han Slowly said: "You said your house is so tall, why are you worried about the elevator?"

Qiao Yu was still not sure: "Because life... lies in exercise."

Han Fang glanced at Qiao Yu, "You'd better go eat the radish."

"..."

Although the house is built a bit high, the dining is still on the first floor.

Qiao Shang sat inside and waited for them.

As soon as Han Fang entered the door, his eyes first rolled around the dining table. Very well, none of them are what he likes to eat, and he perfectly avoids what he can eat.

As soon as Qiao Yu entered the door, his eyes first rolled around the dining table. It's good, it's not what his family A Fang likes to eat, so he has to go outside to make up for the meal later.

Seeing that Qiao Shang was alone, Qiao Yu wondered where his previous lover had gone, and then heard Qiao Shang leisurely say, "I'm tired of looking at the previous one, so I changed it."

old fox.

You can see what he's thinking at a glance.

Difficult to deal with.

On the surface, Qiao Shang seemed to be calm and relaxed, with an amiable smile on his face, but his eyes were actually looking at Han Fang sharply and calmly. Most people would feel uncomfortable under his eyes. However, when it was Han Fang's turn, he didn't even say hello and ignored it.

Just kidding, Han Fang never knew how to look at people.

Qiao Yu turned away with a warning glance, and Qiao Shang completely ignored it.

As if he had looked at him enough, Qiao Shang ignored his own son and opened his mouth to Han Fang in a friendly manner. "Dad, I brought you something."

"..." Qiao Shang's eyes paused on the coconut for a second or two, and then moved away in disgust, "It's almost time to eat, why do you bring such an ugly one here? It's disgusting."

No, it's to scare you.

Qiao Yu raised her brows, put the coconut aside in a good manner, and turned to Han Fang with a smile on her face, "A Fang, sit here."

Qiao Shang's gaze was fixed on Qiao Yu.

As for defending against him like a wolf...

Then he saw Qiao Yu take out a bouquet of flowers from nowhere, put them in a bottle and put them on the dining table.

Qiao Yu added: "Otherwise, Ah Fang is not used to eating."

Qiao Shang: "..."

good very good.

He's mad at him! ! !

In fact, A Fang might not be able to use chopsticks for such a dish.

Qiao Yu silently added another sentence in her heart.

At this time, a phone call came in suddenly, Qiao Yu saw that Qiao Shang answered it within a few minutes, then hung up and turned to him, "You go to the company."

Qiao Yu frowned slightly.

"I left a document there, you can pick it up for me."

"..."

Can this lie be a little technical.

It's not obvious that it's rushing...

Han Fang turned to look at him, "Hurry up."

Qiao Yu: "..."

He won't go, if he goes, what if Han Fang...

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Han Fang said with a blank face.

Qiao Shang just watched his son being coaxed out of the door by such a sugar-coated cannonball in such a pain. Before leaving, he still struggled a little bit worried, but he still didn't struggle through Han Fang.

As long as this person said a word, Qiao Yu would willingly obey everything.

So it was just the two of them left.

Qiao Shang showed a smile of unknown meaning, and before he could speak of hypocrisy, he heard Han Fang snort coldly, "Old fox."

"..." His smile just froze on his face.

This speech is exactly the same mean as his father.

Qiao Shang took his time and said: "If you help me send my son away together, you won't be afraid that I will be uneasy and kind to you."

Han Fang's eyes turned cold: "Let's see who gets killed first."

Seeing his appearance, Qiao Shang suddenly smiled, lowered his eyes and said, "Young student, how about I discuss something with you."

It's not that big of a deal to say it's a file.

Qiao Yu was a little annoyed that she was confused, so she coaxed Han Fang out of the house. She wished she could go home quickly to see how the situation was going, but when she got home, she saw an unforgettable scene.

Qiao Shang gritted his teeth to Han Fang with his face covered in coconut milk: "Okay, very good, you can."

Qiao Yu: "..."

What is this direction.

After his son was smeared, Lao Tzu followed suit.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater [-]]

Qiao Yu was ready to refuse when he opened his mouth. The most important reason was that he was still thinking about what to cook for Han Fang at night. Han Fang was weak, and he racked his brains and tried every means to make up for him.

Qiao Yu: It's all for sex♂good

【Small Theater [-]】

He said slowly, "Father, I'm not going back."

Another meaning of that metaphor is that he is not going to bring Han Fang over there.

Qiao Yu: _(:з」∠) Whoever dares to touch my lifeblood, I will cut off the lifeblood of them.

【Thank you little angel channel~】

[The author has something to say]

First of all, let me show you how cute I am at the beginning, and then express to my tired babies, let me mark it.

I haven't forgotten Gong's family, the foreshadowing is in the back, but the writing will be scumbag, here is a warning not to like Zhou Fu too much

And I Gong is now starting to follow the daily play, just watch it, acting skills, don’t pay too much attention, honestly, it’s all fake, I wrote it to promote interaction and sell cute

Well, I feel that some places are unreasonable, I can only say sorry here, my preparations are not in place, some details are a little nonsense, please forgive me, next time I will talk better in advance

I always feel that the writing is getting more and more wrong, and I will try my best to correct it.

Above, now below.

Good night from now on, Memeza.