Chapter 4

Gu Mingyu reluctantly stood up and followed, and asked Fan Meixi, "What are you shouting?" But his eyes never left the phone.

This is indeed a problem.

Although same-sex marriage has long been seen as a no-brainer, the title is indeed a bit embarrassing. In the end is it called sister-in-law, or brother-in-law? It doesn't seem right.

"Are you stupid? Of course it's called brother. Now that Mr. He and Fan Xing are married, we are a family. Fan Xing is your brother, and Mr. He is naturally your brother." Fan Meixi smiled and taught him, but Squeeze his arm hard where no one can see it.

Gu Mingyu was pinched and hurt. After muttering something in a low voice, he put away his phone and opened his mouth to call someone.

He Qingmo happened to pull out a plate from the refrigerator and put it on the dining table. He turned around to get his chopsticks, and replied casually, "Just call your name, or not."

In other words, my brother is free.

Gu Mingyu's face turned green when the words were blocked, and he stared at He Qingmo's back fiercely.

On the other hand, Fan Meixi responded quickly and changed the topic with a busy smile, "Have you not eaten Mr. He's lunch yet? I think the noodles have been left for a long time, and the taste is not good. It just so happens that we haven't eaten it yet, why don't we go out to eat together? ."

Fan Xing, who was still sitting on the sofa, heard the word "noodles", and finally got up and followed him. He saw that the noodles that He Qingmo ignored last night were served on the table again, and He Qingmo also seriously mixed them.

Is he going to eat it?

Fan Xing hurriedly bypassed Fan Meixi and they came to the table and served noodles, "Don't eat it."

He Qingmo looked up at him, "Isn't it for me?"

"It used to be, but now it doesn't taste good after a long time. I'll make it again, very soon." He threw the noodles into the trash can.

There was nothing to eat, so He Qingmo had to drop his chopsticks, leaned on the chair casually, looked at the noodles that had been thrown into the trash can, the corners of his mouth curved, and his voice revealed a faint smile, "I know it won't taste good if left for a long time. , why keep it?"

I keep it for myself, okay? Fan Xing silently took a sentence in his heart, directly ignoring the man's question and going to the kitchen.

He himself has never asked for what to eat, as long as the food is not broken or spoiled, it will be fine. But not so casually with others. Besides, He Qingmo was so precious, it would be bad if something went wrong.

However, he only remembered when he entered the kitchen that the last food in the family had already been cooked by him last night.

He patted his forehead helplessly, turned around and looked at He Qingmo with apologetic eyes: "Brother, I'm sorry, there's no food at home, I'll go out to buy it, and I'll be back soon."

He still couldn't call him "husband", so he called him brother by himself, afraid that He Qingmo would embarrass him again, so he lowered his head and ran out.

When passing by the man, he was grabbed by the wrist. He was stunned for a moment, it's over, shouldn't this person care about him at such a time? There are others!

He looked back at the man subconsciously, and there was an unconscious plea in his fluttering eyes, more like a little white rabbit begging for mercy.

Who knew that He Qingmo lost a sentence, "I'll starve to death when you buy it back." Then he picked up the phone and dialed the assistant's number, while asking Fan Xing, "What do you need?"

Fan Xing was stunned, and hurriedly said: "What do you want to eat, brother? If you want to eat cold noodles, you only need noodles and a little vegetable. It's better to buy noodles with alkaline water, and the taste will be better. Hmm... If you can, buy something else. There is nothing at home."

He Qingmo's phone pressed the speakerphone, and the other party could hear Fan Xing's words.

So when he finished speaking, He Qingmo only answered, "Did you hear it? Buy it accordingly."

He Qingmo hung up the phone after explaining, but he didn't let go of his hand holding Fan Xing's wrist. The boy's soft and delicate skin felt very good, his thumb rubbed lightly, and looked up at Fan Xing: "You Are you good at cooking?"

Fan Xing shook his head and did not speak, when Fan Meixi, who had been left to the side for a long time, interjected with a smile, "That's right, our family, Fan Xing, has liked it since he was a child, and is also good at cooking. He does a good job. It's not me who is a mother. We boast that our Fan Xing’s cooking is comparable to that of a Michelin chef. In the future, Mr. He will only work with peace of mind, and Fan Xing will definitely help you take care of things at home. This child…”

Fan Xing laughed a little embarrassedly, and interrupted her softly, "Mom and Mingyu didn't eat, right? Stay and eat together?"

Fan Meixi was slightly stunned, then shook his head, "No need, no need, you can eat, mother is here to bring you something. Your child didn't even bring a few clothes when you came back, and mother specially bought it for you and sent it to you. If you need anything later, just tell your mother. Mom is gone, take care of yourself and Mr. He." After that, he pulled Gu Mingyu, who was always playing with his mobile phone, to go out.

Fan Xing gently broke free from the man's hand and sent them out.

Fan Meixi said not to send it or not, but when she got to the door, she pulled it out and confirmed that He Qingmo was not following, she immediately showed her excitement that could not be concealed, and asked Fan Xing in a low voice, "How is it? Mr. He is good to you, right? I think he was reluctant to let go of your hand just now. Last night you..."

"Mom." Fan Xing interrupted her quickly.

Fan Meixi also realized that she was a little rude, and took Fan Xing's hand to restore the usual gentleness and softness: "Fan Xing, my mother is also happy to see that Mr. He is kind to you. How can a mother not want her own children? It's been a good time, right?"

Fan Xing nodded lightly, "Well, I know."

Fan Meixi tidied his hair lovingly and praised: "Our family Fan Xing is really good, with good looks, good personality, and he is so obedient and considerate, if your brother can compare to you a little bit, I would wake up laughing in my dreams. "

Speaking of which, Fan Meixi turned her head and glared at Gu Mingyu who was impatient, "You, why don't you come over to say hello to your brother?"

Gu Mingyu rolled his eyes to the sky, his voice almost coming from his nose, "I don't have such a shameless brother." He turned around and left.

Fan Meixi's face sank, "Stop! Apologize to brother!"

Then Gu Mingyu was obviously not afraid of Fan Meixi, he didn't respond at all, and went straight out of the garden.

"Look at you, you're really not sensible at all! Fan Xing, don't be angry, my mother will teach him a lesson when he goes back. In fact, he has a weird temper. Why don't he really like you? Today, he still insists on following me. Yes, it is said that my elder brother is married. How could he, a younger brother, come to see my elder brother's new home to recognize him. I am embarrassed to say these words when I see you. He is still young, so don't take it to heart. ." Fan Meixi explained.

"It's okay." Fan Xing smiled and didn't care.

Originally, there was nothing to worry about. Although he and Gu Mingyu are related by blood, they have no brotherly affection. Does Gu Mingyu like him or not, what does it matter?

What he was even more puzzled about was Fan Meixi's attitude.

From childhood to adulthood, Fan Meixi never took the initiative to let the two of their brothers come into contact with them, but now they are actually matching them.

Hmm...weird!