575. Chapter 573 Of course I won't do women's things
"I'm talking about Lieutenant Chu, why are you so clumsy? You can't even kill a fish." Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but said. The look of pride in his eyes was very obvious.
Chu Feige snorted and said, "Of course I won't do this kind of womanly thing."
"How can you do it if you don't know how to cook? To capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach!" Su Zhiyu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help fanning the flames.
"Really...really?" Chu Feige raised his eyes and looked at Su Zhiyu. There seemed to be a trace of fire jumping for joy in his eyes, which was so bright that it was difficult to nurse him.
"That's right. Although Rong Yin appears to be the number one scholar in the world, he can be greedy in private. If you cook well, you will easily capture his heart." Su Zhiyu pretended to say this casually.
Chu Feige blushed, "You... what are you talking about... who... who cooked for him!"
**** Chu Feige has become the joy of life for this group of people. Ling Zhenfei is also trying to strike while the iron is hot, "Don't be shy. Brother Rong is straight on the surface, but it is easy to bend. This requires you to work hard."
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"What's straight and curved?" Chu Feige was puzzled. Ling Zhenfei didn't know if he had been with Su Zhiyu for a long time, so his speech became weird. In fact, Ling Zhenfei had been with Su Zhiyu for a long time, and he could blurt out what he knew about attack and reception.
Sometimes when walking on the street, the two of them can discuss the issue of attack or reception against a pair of good brothers walking opposite.
After the meal was ready, the three of them returned to the house carrying bowls and chopsticks to prepare for the meal.
But as soon as he entered the door, he saw such a terrifying scene - the noble prince of Daye was lying on the ground at the moment, with wood scattered on the ground beside him. On the other side lay a one-year-old child. The two of them were locked in death.
Staring at a rickety wooden shelf, one person pulled at the small wooden strip in the middle.
The dish in Chu Feige's hand almost fell out of his hand and his eyes dropped. Ling Zhenfei took a breath of cold air and felt a sense of crisis. Only Su Zhiyu was intoxicated when he saw this scene of a loving father and a filial son.
"Donglang... Wang... Wangye, it's time to eat."
When Pei Donglang heard her call, his hand trembled, he pulled out the wooden bars, and the wooden frame collapsed. Pei Donglang subconsciously stretched out his hand to block Lele's head. Those wooden bars were actually soft wood bars, and they would not hurt anyone if they were smashed down.
Ling Zhenfei walked over and picked up Lele, "Come on, Lele, let's have dinner with daddy." Pei Donglang stood up and walked to the table. He was going to sit next to Su Zhiyu. But Ling Zhenfei had quick eyes and quick hands and stepped over to squeeze in between the two of them.
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Pei Donglang narrowed his eyes slightly and resisted the urge to crush the boy. Lele sat in Ling Zhenfei's arms and struggled restlessly. His fleshy little hands pulled Pei Donglang's sleeves, "Lele,
hug……"
Ling Zhenfei burst into tears immediately. This pick-pocketing brat actually fell in love with an outsider after they had just been together for a while. Su Zhiyu was about to bring Lele over, but Pei Donglang had already reached out and hugged him. Lele happily rubbed in his arms.
Come on.
Chu Feige couldn't help but said, "Lele and Wang Ye are as if they were carved from the same mold."
Pei Donglang smiled imperceptibly. Su Zhiyu took a peek and saw that they were indeed alike. Their facial features were exactly the same. Ling Zhenfei was digging at the rice sourly, deliberately putting vegetables into Su Zhiyu's bowl, "Yu'er, this is your favorite