Luo Zhixing thought a lot, but rarely happened in the real situation.

After all, Luo Zhixing couldn't stand it before he waited for the older school flowers to be coquettish.

According to the original plan, he should open the lid outside the laboratory and seduce the people inside with fragrance. Then, looking at Su Qingyuan, who was pale, with expectant and shy eyes, he hooked up the flowers again and asked him to call "brother". Luo Zhixing even thought of Su Qingyuan's tiny movements, such as scratching the corners of his clothes, fluffing his hair, and so on. Luo Zhixing smirked, but the chicken soup was almost cold, and the people in it were unmoved.

He was awakened by a scoop of cold water, thinking that Su Qingyuan was working on a certain project many years ago, and he almost starved to death in the laboratory.

"Look at my memory!" Luo Zhixing hurried to the laboratory and forcibly carried the person out.

Su Qingyuan, who was studying attentively, was suddenly carried by Luo Zhixing, and the whole person hadn't reacted yet. A pair of strong hands tightened his waist, and the palms became hot, dispelling the cold stiffness from the body.

Luo Zhixing was afraid that he knocked his head against the door, protecting it with the back of his hand. When the two people were so close, the faint scent of Su Qingyuan's shampoo reached Luo Zhixing's ears, which produced an effect no less than "grabbing at the corner of the clothes" and "little hair". He was upset, but he was at home. The touch of his fingers was soft and delicate, and his tight waist seemed to be broken when he snapped. Luo Zhixing swallowed his saliva and said he was thin again.

From the experiment, Luo Zhixing put him on a stool, arranged the chicken soup and rice in order, turned around and took him a cup of warm water, and handed it to him.

"After a busy day, it's time to drink some water and eat a meal."

Su Qingyuan was holding warm water in both hands, her eyes drooping, and her pale rose-colored lips were blowing slightly hot warm water. There were crystal clear drops of water on his lips, which seemed full and moist. He exhaled a little tiredly, and his reaction was slower than usual. Luo Zhixing sat opposite him, and every time Su Qingyuan breathed, his Adam's apple moved.

Finally, Luo Zhixing couldn't stand it anymore, and grabbed the hot water: "You eat first, and I will blow it for you."

"Oh." Su Qingyuan picked up the bowl, chopsticks sandwiched rice grains, eating in small bites, slowly but with a touch of elegance.

Luo Zhixing didn't think he was too slow, but watching him eat such a small bite, Luo Zhixing always felt itchy in his throat. He split into two halves rationally. On the one hand, he berated himself, "Is it interesting to watch a man eat?", and on the other, he found something interesting, "He looks like he eats..." Luo Zhixing shook his head, returned to his hand, and absently gave him two breaths.

The temperature from the water cup in his hand made Luo Zhixing feel cold, but Su Qingyuan still felt hot. Luo Zhixing murmured, "Squeamish."

But when his hand accidentally touched the back of Su Qingyuan's hand, he paused.

Why is it so ice?

I don’t know that the nerve is not right. Luo Zhixing suddenly got a little angry. He put his palm on the back of Su Qingyuan’s hand, and his tone was a bit heavy: "The hand is so cold, don’t you know how to cover it? Take it, and I’ll give it to you. Warm."

"...But I'm eating." Su Qingyuan was puzzled. Luo Zhixing suddenly became a little bit fierce, which made him a little dazed for a while. He didn't quite understand that good people changed when they changed. Besides, his cold hands and feet are not a day or two, he has long been used to it.

Su Qingyuan's words also made Luo Zhixing calm down. He turned the water cup awkwardly: "You eat first, you eat first. Eat more, look at this silky chicken, it's light and shiny, it tastes especially delicious at first sight. You If you don’t like to eat that chicken leg, just let me eat it. You always like the wings, hurry up and eat it."

Luo Zhixing picked up another pair of chopsticks and clamped the wings to Su Qingyuan. Su Qingyuan didn't bother to refuse, and moved the chicken wings to the side, silently grilling rice.

"Hey...your brother was so thoughtful and prepared, and he also prepared a pair of chopsticks and a bowl..." Luo Zhixing's voice was suddenly stuck here: "Two pairs? Two pairs...Hahaha."

"Hehe, Assistant Luo, if I didn't guess wrong, it should be for me."

A cold voice rang behind him, Luo Zhixing turned his head stiffly, and saw Su Ziyi stretched and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It's over, it must have offended Su Ziyi.

Luo Zhixing raised a warning sign in his heart, he looked at Su Qingyuan, who disliked his wings, and shook his head. Now he estimates that he will offend several other members of the Su family completely. If the school girl loves him so much is exposed, wouldn't the weak school girl have to face the torture of the three brothers alone? How can that work!

Luo Zhixing quickly gave way: "Of course it is for Su University scholars. Come and leave you a big drumstick."

Su Ziyi's complexion improved a little now. He glanced at the dark soup in the heat preservation pot, and his complexion changed again: "Did brother do it?"

"It seems that your Aunt Liu did it. Your eldest brother may be responsible for demolishing a home." Luo Zhixing thought about the chicken feathers and a mess he had seen, and finally guessed the cause and effect.

I heard that it wasn't made by the elder brother, so Su Ziyi came alive.

As soon as the two university scholars got together, they started the research and discussion. Luo Zhixing looked around, and finally stared at Su Qingyuan slowly drinking soup.

Su Ziyi: "There are media on the Internet saying that Xueji Wuhen and Bai Xue Wuhen are similar. What is certain now is that Bai Xue Wuhen did exactly what my father left behind. Then we have to sue Mingxin Group in turn. Plagiarism?"

"There is no evidence at home, and it is temporarily impossible to prove Bai Xue Wuhen's plagiarism. It is better to let it go. Sooner or later I will let Bai Yunshu pay the price." Although he said harsh words, the expression on his face was faint.

Luo Zhixing: "It's a pity that your father's prescription was copied in this way."

Su Qingyuan and Su Ziyi laughed. Su Qingyuan picked up the warm water that was blown cold by Luo Zhixing, took a sip, and looked slyly: "If there is such a good prescription, why don't my dad and my brother enter skin care products directly? Where is the world?"

Luo Zhixing's eyes lit up.

"Perhaps in ancient times, this prescription is still useful, but the times are progressing, and people who don't know how to bring forth new ideas will always be eliminated by the times."

Su Qingyuan points to the end.

Su Ziyi smiled and said, "Hey, TV is not superficial. The hidden things are not necessarily good things. There are hundreds of treasure boxes and hidden compartments in the house. All hidden inside are the black history that my dad made on a whim. He is a bit sick. He always feels that it is boring to appreciate achievements and to appreciate failure. He said, if it is really a treasure, it would have been put in the Swiss bank a long time ago. Who would be so stupid to put it at home?"

Bai Yunshu from the distant Ruan family suddenly sneezed. He carefully held the copy of the ancient book for fear of falling. The first prescription of the ancient book is whitening prescription, and in the future, there will be hair growth, blood circulation and dampness removal, etc., he thinks, as long as he depends on this book, he can make Mingxin Group shine and even go abroad and out of the world! He will never go back to live that humble life!

But Bai Yunshu was not too satisfied to let Mingxin Group shine. He now has a new goal. He wants to make Su Qingyuan, who is above it, fall from above and fall into the mud! Therefore, when Su Qingyuan also used the recipes in the book to make products, Bai Yunshu felt that he was nothing more than that, and that he was just relying on his father. However, Bai Yunshu didn't know why Bai Xue Wuhen had a problem. He re-compared the raw materials against the data and found that there was no problem with the dosage.

He Yi has also been very busy recently because of the problem of Bai Xue Wuhen. Sometimes he doesn't even return home and lives directly in the company. Bai Yunshu wanted to help him very much, but he was really not smart and knew nothing about research or management. So Bai Yunshu could only go home and carefully compare the prescriptions.

A few days ago, He Yi went home and lost his temper. The discussion on the Internet about who had copied Bai Xue and Xueji became more and more in-depth. Because Su Qingyuan has created a good image to the outside world, the reviews of Bai Yunshu and Mingxin Group are not very good. When He Yi was caught in the middle, he was scolded even harder.

He Yi was distressed: "Shu Shu, why are Su Qingyuan's products just like yours?"

Bai Yunshu bit his lower lip and cried out: "I used to live in Ruan's house. Next to the room is Brother Qingyuan's room. I don't know why he secretly looked at my prescription, but my mother left it to me! It wasn't that he read my prescription, how could he know the specific ingredients of Bai Xue Wuhen?"

He Yi lamented: "He must have loved me miserably, and wants to declare war on us in this way!"

Bai Yunshu: "Hey..."

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

One day, Bai Yunshu cleaned the book pavilion and found a hidden grid on a certain bookshelf.

[Bai Yunshu]: Wow, am I going to embark on the road of Long Aotian from now on?

When I opened it, it was a few letters.

[Bai Yunshu]: This must be the legendary mysterious prescription!

In response, Su Lanzhou almost jumped from the grave: What a shame! He actually stole my love letter to Wanwan! Fortunately, I left 999 other ones.

[Luo Zhixing split at that moment]

He looks like eating...

...Like a little vixen! !

[Su Ziyi at that moment]

Su Ziyi: Damn, he wants to seduce my brother! ! He still touched my brother's hand! ! Very good, did you hear me? ? !

【唠嗑】:

Kuoyi is looking forward to the random drop update in the evening quack.

Was I super thick and long yesterday? !

I ate the family version of hot pot yesterday. Red oil spicy garlic sauce, blanch a piece of yellow throat hair belly, as if it was warm throughout the fall.

In autumn, hot pot is recommended~ Brother Meng, get up! !

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