Du Feng raised an eyebrow, "Why didn't you put any on my plate?"
Fan Zhao's gaze also focused on Qiao Zhen.
"Because he's good-looking." Qiao Zhen answered honestly. Fan Zhao's god-like looks were a level above Du Feng's. Besides, Du Feng had appeared in front of Qiao Zhen so many times that Qiao Zhen had become immune to him.
She looked at Du Feng with a grin, "If you were that handsome, I'd give you some too."
Du Feng looked up and his eyes met Fan Zhao's. Qiao Zhen seemed to see four big words: "Full of bromance!"
She propped her head up with one hand, looked at Fan Zhao, then at Du Feng, and said, "Tsk, I feel like I could eat three large servings of bacon today. Just looking at someone handsome makes me want to eat more."
Du Feng looked at Qiao Zhen with a half-smile, "Are you flirting with me and Fan Zhao?"
Qiao Zhen immediately sat up straight and shook her head, "I was just giving a straightforward compliment."
Fan Zhao still looked serious, but his ears were slightly red. He discreetly picked up a piece of pork tenderloin from the plate that was no longer steaming and stuffed it into his mouth.
His expression momentarily became complicated, but he quickly composed himself, his gaze fixed intently on the pork tenderloin. The tenderloin Qiao Zhen had just given him had flavor. He then picked up some enoki mushrooms from the plate and put them in his mouth, only to be disappointed; the enoki mushrooms were tasteless and cold.
Just as the three of them were enjoying their meal, Zhuo Lun and Zhuo Qing parted on bad terms. Zhuo Lun then stood next to Qiao Zhen and asked, "Do you mind if there's one more person?"
Du Feng and Fan Zhao both turned their gazes to Qiao Zhen, and Zhuo Lun also looked at her. She patted her chest in feigned surprise, "Oh my, why are you all looking at me? I'm truly flattered."
Qiao Zhen gestured towards the seat next to Fan Zhao with her lip, "Ask Fan, my idol."
Fan Zhao frowned slightly. "It doesn't matter."
Zhuo Lun then sat down next to Fan Zhao without any hesitation, thus forming this arrangement: Zhuo Lun and Fan Zhao were side by side, Qiao Zhen and Du Feng were side by side, Qiao Zhen and Fan Zhao were facing each other, and Zhuo Lun and Du Feng were facing each other.
Du Feng teased, "Qiao Zhenzhen, you might be stuffed today?"
Qiao Zhen picked up the coconut milk and took a sip. She said, her words slightly slurred, "Things will turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme."
The implication was that she had lost her appetite.
After all, with the original owner's looks as a reference, Zhuo Lun's appearance wouldn't be bad either; above Du Feng and below Fan Zhao, he'd be quite pleasing to the eye. However, Qiao Zhen still felt somewhat uncomfortable with Zhuo Lun. Her impression of him was that of a man who spoiled his sister to the point of having no bottom line and no moral compass. This impression was too deep, and it was unlikely to change for some time.
Du Feng and Fan Zhao both understood the implication of Qiao Zhen's words, but Zhuo Lun did not. However, he did not care about the meaning behind Qiao Zhen's words and just kept staring at Qiao Zhen.
Qiao Zhen finally couldn't stand the burning gaze anymore. She raised her hands in surrender. "Okay, I admit it. I was just trying to watch the fun and got caught red-handed. But you don't have to keep staring at me like that. I'm a little scared."
Du Feng looked at Qiao Zhen with ill intent, clearly wanting to see her make a fool of herself.
Zhuo Lun composed himself a bit, "I just felt that Miss Qiao looked familiar, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances."
Qiao Zhen pointed to her face in disbelief, "How could someone as good-looking as me have a face like someone else?"
Du Feng said meaningfully, "How could it not be? You and Madam Zhuo look very alike when you were young, especially after you remove your makeup. You don't know, Qiao Zhenzhen's makeup and makeup removal are like plastic surgery."
Amazing teammate!
His last sentence was superfluous.
Fan Zhao frowned slightly, and his voice became a little stern, "Du Feng!"
Du Feng pursed his lips, poured a plate of raw pork tenderloin into the pot, and buried himself in eating.
Qiao Zhen looked at Zhuo Lun, then Fan Zhao, then Du Feng as if she were a complete idiot. "I think there's something I don't know?"
Du Feng shook his head, blinked, and looked at Qiao Zhen with the same sincere look in his eyes as Qiao Zhen had looked at Fan Zhao before. "No."
Something must have happened!
Qiao Zhen looked at Fan Zhao, weighing the chances of getting the answer from him, and thought it was almost zero. So she eagerly picked up some shrimp balls and placed them on Du Feng's plate, "Du Fengfeng~ Good Fengfeng~ Daddy Du~ We're like family, aren't we? You used to say I was your smart, cute, witty, kind, and gentle sister."
Du Feng rubbed his forehead and squeezed his eyes shut. "I can't bear to look, it's an eyesore."
Qiao Zhen gave a coquettish "humph," and then pinched Du Feng's arm hard again, still not satisfied.
But she wasn't giving up, so she looked at Zhuo Lun with a flirtatious expression and asked, "Mr. Zhuo, would you mind giving me a spoiler?"
Zhuolun couldn't help but chuckle, "I mind."
Qiao Zhen immediately put on a cold face and said, "Oh." She looked at Fan Zhao expectantly, but after only three seconds, she acted as if nothing had happened and continued eating and drinking as usual.
Fan Zhao, who was prepared to be questioned by Qiao Zhen and determined to tell her everything if she asked, said, "..." He felt a little bitter, but he had to hold it in.
Unable to hold it in any longer, Fan Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen with a mournful expression, as if she were a heartless woman who had dumped her lover.
Qiao Zhen ate her fill until her belly was round and full, and then she let out a satisfied burp.
Du Feng looked at her with a disdainful expression, then familiarly took out some digestive tablets from Qiao Zhen's bag and stuffed them into her hand, "Sit down for a while, take some digestive tablets before you leave."
Fan Zhao took out a White Rabbit milk candy from his pocket and handed it to Qiao Zhen. Then he started peeling the candy wrapper and eating the glutinous rice paper wrapped with white sugar, while glancing at Qiao Zhen from time to time.
After eating and drinking her fill, Qiao Zhen, as usual, spaced out.
Du Feng found it strange, "Why are you eating glutinous rice paper? It has no taste."
Fan Zhao asked hesitantly, "Isn't it...slightly sweet?" He then looked at Qiao Zhen.
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