The Innocent Young Master Lu

"Aren't you afraid that I'll beat you up again?"

Lu Dingning, who was grabbed by the hand, turned his head and glanced at Zong Jize.

But the latter still held on tightly to her hand.

A pair of falcons also stared at her closely.

In the end, Lu Dingning's scalp was numb from being stared at, and he had to ask again: "Do you want to go up and change?"

After Zong Jize took the antipyretic tablets, he was sweating all the time.

During this period, Lu Dingning kept wiping the sweat off his forehead, as for his clothes, they should not be much dry.

Obviously, the topic of Lu Dingning was transferred very successfully.

No, the guy who had been holding Lu Dingning's hand tightly just now with his eyes burning, let go of his hand smoothly and looked away: "Well, I really need a change."

He has a serious cleanliness obsession, but he should have changed his clothes as soon as he got home.

If he hadn't felt a little uncomfortable at that time, he would have changed his clothes a long time ago. Not to mention, I'm still sweating now.

"Then why don't you go upstairs quickly?" Lu Dingning urged him while standing up from the sofa.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, more than three hours had passed since the normal meal time, and she was already hungry.

Right now, she wants to go to Uncle Bin to see if there is anything to eat, so that she can fill her stomach first.

But before Lu Dingning could move his long legs towards the kitchen, Zong Jize grabbed his hand again.

This time, Lu Dingning didn't make a sound, but just glanced back at Zong Jize.

The latter asked Lu Dingning the moment his eyes met, "Where are the flowers?"

"Flowers?" Actually, Lu Dingning thought that Zong Jize wanted to settle the incident that she hit him with a bouquet just now.

"I don't know where I put it." Lu Dingning turned her phoenix eyes and muttered.

She wouldn't be so stupid to provide tools for those who want to beat her up.

"I've put away your flowers for you, and they're here!" Just when Lu Dingning thought that he had successfully fooled himself, Uncle Bin who came not far away said.

Moreover, Uncle Bin, who was walking towards the two of them, was holding a large bouquet of roses.

Judging from the number of flowers, it should be the one she gave Zong Jize before.

But the problem is, if Zong Jize really hit her with so many flowers, even if he doesn't faint like him, it will still hurt a lot.

Thinking of this, Lu Dingning pursed his lips, and secretly hated Uncle Bin who gave Zong Jize the bouquet. How can you be ashamed to participate in the slapstick of these young people when you are quite old?

Seeing that Uncle Bin handed the bouquet to Zong Jize and then turned back to the kitchen to continue preparing food for them, Lu Dingning glanced at Zong Jize who was holding the flowers and said, "Hey, I'll just hit you once, is it necessary to be so stingy and hit you back?"

Perhaps because he felt that he was about to be beaten, Lu Dingning's tone was not that good.

After Zong Jize heard her words, he just looked up at her.

Afterwards, Zong Jize lowered his head and continued to look at the red rose in his arms, his sharp eagle eyes dimmed again, and did not respond to Lu Dingning.

At this moment, Lu Dingning really doesn't understand what is so good about the rose in his arms. Furthermore, she really didn't understand what Zong Jize was thinking.

In the end, Lu Dingning was really helpless, so he said this: "Okay, if you want to hit you, you can hit him, but you are not allowed to hit your face."

Instead of continuing to stay like this, it is better to be beaten directly, at least not to stay so frightened. Probably, this should also be regarded as one of her problems with being a boy for a long time.

But after Lu Dingning was ready to be beaten, she waited for a long time before Zong Jize did anything to her. In the end, at least she was dragged by Zong Jize to stay in front of him.

"Who said I'm going to hit you?" When Zong Jize said this, Lu Dingning even wondered if he used such a move to confuse her and make her relax her vigilance, and then give her a hand when she let go of her guard. She hit hard.

It wasn't until Zong Jize raised his hand to rub the top of her hair, and her thin lips curled up gracefully, that she was convinced that Zong Jize really had no intention of revenge on her.

"Thank you for the flowers." After rubbing Lu Dingning's hair, Zong Jize said again.

After saying this, Zong Jize went upstairs holding his bouquet.

It wasn't until Zong Jize's figure disappeared downstairs that Lu Dingning seemed to have recovered from Zong Jize's smile just now, and muttered softly: "Really stop fighting?"

Because Zong Jize was still running a fever, Uncle Bin prepared relatively bland food for them.

However, Lu Dingning could still eat the eggplant stew that Zong Jize specially ordered Uncle Bin to prepare.

The eggplant stew tastes good, which whetted Lu Dingning's appetite.

After a while, Lu Dingning finished two big bowls of rice.

If she hadn't considered that it was almost bedtime, she might have another bowl.

But on Zong Jize's side, he didn't know whether the dishes today were too bland and didn't suit his appetite, or because he was unwell, he always put down the bowl and chopsticks after a few mouthfuls of rice porridge.

After that, he kept staring at Lu Dingning who was sitting opposite him.

Perhaps it was due to being raised as a boy. When eating, Lu Dingning would not dislike and restrain food like those skinny girls nowadays.

However, she is still very elegant when she eats. Even though he still doesn't know how to use chopsticks very much, Lu Dingning, who eats all the food on the table with a spoon, still has an aura of nobility that others can't imitate.

Really, Lu Dingning wasn't all that charming while eating, but Zong Jize couldn't figure out why he was able to stare at that scene for half an hour.

It wasn't until Lu Dingning was full that he put the spoon aside and looked up, that his gaze was caught.

"You don't eat, what do you watch me do? Can you still manage to be full by watching me?"

Since he was full, Lu Dingning's expression was much more lazy than before.

At this moment, the phoenix eyes of her squinting at Zong Jize also became provocative because of this laziness.

Zong Jize, who was being scrutinized, only snorted after hearing her words: "Well, I can control my fullness."

When staring at her, all the miscellaneous things in his mind will disappear.

Really, Lu Dingning is like a charming movie to Zong Jize, he can't get enough of movies.

If he could stare at her like this anytime and anywhere, Zong Jize felt that he could bear not eating for a few days.

Lu Dingning just wanted to make fun of Zong Jize.

But she never thought that Zong Jize would answer like that.

Moreover, Zong Jize, who responded to her, was staring at her with focused and anxious eyes.

The scorching eyes seemed to imply that the word "fullness" in Lu Dingning's mouth was not just referring to the simple hunger in his stomach.

It was precisely because of the evil meaning that Zong Jize's words might imply, Lu Dingning turned his face to the other side awkwardly: "Eat something more. Otherwise, you will be hungry at night, so don't expect me to find something to eat for you."