Chapter 63 Who said I don’t like you anymore?

“…”

Feng Shuo put the food on the table with a stern face and whispered, "Eat first. If I can't come back for something in the future, I'll tell you in advance."

The man frowned seriously and looked sincere.

Zhu Yunying suppressed a smile in her heart, but tried to appear understanding on the surface: "You are the leader of the group, so you will definitely have many emergencies to deal with. Don't worry about me after you leave this courtyard."

Feng Shuo's brows furrowed even tighter: "That's not how it's calculated."

"Then how do we calculate it? We don't even have a telephone line in our courtyard. Are you going to send someone back to tell us whether you're coming home for dinner or not? Once or twice is fine, but if it happens too often, people will accuse you, Captain Feng, of not distinguishing between public and private matters!"

"..." Feng Shuo also felt something was wrong after she reminded him.

His original intention was not to let her wait, so how did it end up with him failing to distinguish between public and private affairs?

"It's okay. I'm very happy that Brother Feng has this intention!" Zhu Yunying smiled and handed the chopsticks to Feng Shuo. "After all, I'm the only one who likes Brother Feng now. You don't like me yet! I can wait slowly."

"Who said I don't like you?"

Feng Shuo listened to the other words without making any comment, but this sentence was very irritating.

Without thinking, he blurted out the question, another rhetorical question.

But Zhu Yunying hated asking questions in return, so Feng Shuo wanted to take back what he said.

But the woman who had just been sitting next to him obediently stood up and rushed towards him.

Helplessly hugged him tightly.

It has a pleasant, fragrant smell.

Feng Shuo's breathing became a little rapid.

He heard Zhu Yunyao say happily: "So, are you starting to like me?"

Feng Shuo didn't want to lie. His thin Adam's apple rolled a few times and he said, "...probably not yet."

Zhu Yunwei's eyes instantly lost their luster, and the arm that was around Feng Shuo was withdrawn awkwardly, returning to its original position obediently.

He obediently picked up the bowl, picked up a small piece of tofu, and buried his head in eating.

Although the food was brought back from a state-owned restaurant, she was still busy making a fire and heating up the food.

There were traces of carbon ash from the stove fire on her fair cheeks, her hair was disheveled and messy, and there was a thin layer of shiny sweat on her forehead.

Feng Shuo felt that he had done something wrong again.

Why does he become tongue-tied when he's in front of this woman?

As the head of a group, he manages a team of thousands; as the boss of a special operations team, he faces extremely cunning enemies; as the eldest son and grandson of the Feng family, he has an even greater family responsibility...

But he never lost his composure in front of those people, and he was always able to plan and turn the tide.

It’s not that he never makes mistakes, but even if he makes mistakes, he can still control the overall situation, adjust quickly, and rarely find himself in a dilemma.

But, I met Zhu Yunwei...

His tongue seemed to be tied and his mouth locked. He didn't know what to say and always said the wrong thing.

Trying to explain turned out to be quibbling.

It's torture.

"You've only been with the army for a few days..." Feng Shuo tried hard to organize his words, trying to explain that it wasn't that he disliked her, but the time was too short for him to say whether he liked her or not.

Zhu Yunyao was eating in silence when she interrupted him in a muffled voice, "Feng Shuo, I understand what you mean. It's okay. I'll wait patiently until you like me. There's still a long way to go."

After saying that, she continued eating.

Feng Shuo felt extremely aggrieved.

How could it not matter!

She called herself Feng Shuo again.

When he is happy, he calls me brother, and when he is unhappy, he calls me by my full name.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed his displeasure, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the fish meat for the person, and removed the bones.

"Eat more if you like."

Zhu Yunying nodded, picked up her chopsticks, picked out the tender meat from the fish head, and gave it to him.

"My mother said this piece of meat is the most delicious. It should be saved for someone who loves it."

"..." Feng Shuo looked at the fish on the glutinous white rice, his heartstrings moved, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Eat it yourself too."

"I'm full. Take your time."

After Zhu Yunying picked up some fish for Feng Shuo, she pushed the chair away and left.

Feng Shuo's eyes were fixed on her back until she disappeared.

…

When Xiao Zhang pushed the big bathtub on the cart back to the yard, he clearly felt the low pressure.

Just as he was crossing the threshold, he shouted, "Hey hey!"

A bright voice.

When I looked up, I saw the cold face of Captain Feng.

Probably just finished dinner.

Captain Feng was cleaning up the dishes. He was wearing a floral apron around his waist and had a stern, expressionless face.

The regiment commander seldom ate at home and always came back after eating in the army canteen, so there were not many things prepared in the kitchen.

It was only after my sister-in-law came that things gradually became lively.

As far as I can remember, the captain and his sister-in-law didn’t eat together very often.

Privately, Xiao Zhang asked the orderlies at other leaders' homes. They learned that if the leader and his wife couldn't eat together and their tastes were too different, their lives would be in chaos.

If they can eat together and meet someone who likes to cook, the orderly soldiers will also have a treat!

At present, Xiao Zhang only benefits from one thing, that is, his sister-in-law loves to cook, and she will give him a share of the food.

But whether the team leader and his sister-in-law can eat together remains to be verified.

Xiao Zhang was easily distracted while thinking. His eyes were fixed on the leftovers on the table, his neck stretched and his feet raised on tiptoe.

I want to see what dishes everyone has. If everyone has finished eating, can we eat together?

"What are you looking at?" Feng Shuo turned his head and glanced at him. "What's the point of looking so closely? Is your mouth just for decoration? You just look and don't say anything. What ideas are you harboring in your mind?"

For so many days, Xiao Zhang mentioned to Zhu Yunying every time that she had prepared dinner and was waiting for him to come home.

"Ah? Captain... I'm not holding anything back!"

Xiao Zhang was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank, and he didn't know how he got into trouble again.

At this time, Lu Chen was passing by on his way home. Seeing such a big bathtub, he was curious and stuck his head in.

"Wow! Such a big tub! Brother Shuo wants to take a bath with his sister-in-law!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhang didn't even have time to cover Staff Officer Lu's mouth.

I just felt cold sweat on my back and goose bumps all over my body.

"Why, you want to add a bathtub to the outpost too? Chief of Staff Lu is really a refined person!"

"No, what did I say..."

Lu Chen pointed at himself, his eyes wide as copper bells, a look of confusion on his face.

Xiao Zhang was also puzzled and muttered, "Looks like we can't eat together."

It’s over!

He will have to live a chaotic life from now on.

Just when Xiao Zhang was giving up on himself, Zhu Yunying's surprised voice came from the room: "Xiao Zhang, has the bathtub been moved back? That's great, thanks to you! Can you help move it to the bedroom? Sister-in-law will make you braised pork tomorrow!"

“…”

Feng Shuo watched as a blue figure nimbly ran into the yard, surrounded the little orderly, smiled and praised him, and spoke in a tone as cold as ice:

"Can you just walk into the bedroom? Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"