Comprehensive Martial Arts: My Understanding Is Incredible, I Created The Dragon Magic Skill

745 Complex Color

Zhao Lirong's cheeks turned seductively pink as Yang Xu poked the weak part in her heart.

"I...I...I'm so hungry."

Zhao Lirong lowered her head and did not dare to look directly at Yang Xu. She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and cried bitterly in Yang Xu's arms.

Yang Xu didn't think much about it. After all, he hadn't been home for two years and had no impression of his family at all.

Holding bowls and chopsticks, he sat "San San" at the dining table and wolfed down the rice.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Zhao Lirong quickly handed Yang Xu a glass of water.

"You eat too." Yang Xu pushed the plate full of dishes to Zhao Lirong.

Zhao Lirong opened her teeth lightly, took a mouthful of fish and put it into Yang Xu's bowl, and whispered softly: "You eat yours, I'm not hungry."

"oh."

Yang Xu nodded, bought and continued eating.

He is really hungry now. He didn't sleep all night last night, and he got up too early in the morning and didn't eat breakfast at all. This makes him very hungry.

Looking at Yang Xu who was immersed in chewing, Zhao Lirong's eyes flashed with a complex look, and she couldn't help but ask: "Yang Xu, where is your family?"

"My parents are dead."

"Well…"

Zhao Lirong looked at Yang Xu blankly. She suddenly felt guilty that such an outstanding boy could be lonely.

She was a little reluctant and distressed, but she had already promised Zhao Liang.

"I'm sorry, Yang Xu."

Yang Xu stopped eating and looked up at Zhao Lirong, smiling calmly: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Looking at Yang Xu's indifferent expression, Zhao Lirong felt a little distressed. She felt that Yang Xu's heart must be very fragile, otherwise he would not look so indifferent.

"Yang Xu, how about we two make do with each other."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I mean you marry me."

Zhao Lirong's pretty face turned red. She didn't know where the courage came from just now to actually say these words. She felt like her whole body was burning.

Yang Xu stared at Zhao Lirong in a daze, with many pictures flashing through his mind.

"I...I'm joking." Zhao Lirong stuck out her tongue playfully and said in a panic: "I'm going to take a shower first, you wait for me."

Looking at Zhao Lirong rushing into the bathroom in a panic, Yang Xu showed a smile of relief...

After a while, Zhao Lirong changed into a loose short-sleeved T-shirt and walked out, with a happy smile on her face, "Yang Xu, try my cooking."

"It smells so good. It seems like your cooking skills are pretty good." Yang Xu picked up a piece of spareribs and stuffed it into his mouth. The aroma hit his nostrils.

Yang Xu couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Well, great."

"Really? That's great!"

Seeing Yang Xu praising her cooking skills, Zhao Lirong's face burst into a bright and charming smile, "Since you like to eat, I will cook it for you every day."

"Wouldn't this trouble you?"

"What's the trouble?" Zhao Lirong shook her head, "I'm happy to be able to cook for you, but it's too late. 3.2.

After saying this, Zhao Lirong seemed to have thought of something. She bit her red lips and hesitated for a moment, then asked softly: "Yang Xu, do you still remember the old lady you met at the school gate?"

"How could I forget? I was in the hospital rescuing my seriously ill grandma at that time." Yang Xu's eyes turned red when he mentioned Zhao Caixia.

"She...what's wrong with her?" Zhao Lirong asked worriedly.

"My grandma died of illness.".