When lips and teeth were about to collide and get entangled, Xiang Huan let go of him instantly.
"Don't forget, we can't do this again." Xiang Huan sullenly pushed Cheng Ye away and walked towards the door.
Chengye didn't come up to bother her. He leaned against the wash basin and said softly to her: "You will go out to eat dumplings later. Be careful."
These words made Xiang Huan stop and turned to look at Cheng Ye, not understanding what he meant by these words.
Narino shrugged, turned around and washed his hands, not intending to explain further.
Xiang Huan stood at the door and waited for him to wash his hands, then watched him dry them slowly, and finally looked in the mirror for a long time before finally turning around.
Seeing that Xiang Huan was still there, he deliberately widened his eyes exaggeratedly and asked, "You haven't gone out yet."
Xiang Huan looked calm and asked him why he said that just now.
"You have read more than me, so you must know what the Hongmen Banquet means, right? Let's eat dumplings together later, it will be the Hongmen Banquet." After explaining, Chengye walked to Xiang Huan's side in two steps.
He opened the door and walked out first.
Over in the kitchen, the sound of Pan Ning shouting about eating dumplings could also be heard. Xiang Huan took a deep breath, put on his mask again and walked out.
The dumplings are delicious.
But because Xiang Huan was thinking about the "Hongmen Banquet" that Chengye said, he really felt a little bit overwhelmed by the food.
Chengye ate very happily, finishing almost thirty dumplings by himself. Chenghong was so frightened that Chenghong snatched his chopsticks and refused to let him eat anymore, fearing that he would burst.
"It's okay. I've been in there all these years, but for some reason I really want to eat dumplings. I always eat them when I get out." Narino said this in a relaxed tone.
He was fine, and everyone who listened was stunned.
Naturally, Pan Ning and Xiang Huan would not answer the conversation casually, they were all waiting to hear it.
What would Cheng Hong say?
Cheng Hong returned the chopsticks to Cheng Ye and picked him a dumpling.
Then he asked, "You are in there, can you eat the dumplings?"
Narino picked up the dumplings and said, "Yes, but only twice a year, New Year and Mid-Autumn Festival. The same filling remains unchanged for ten years, celery and pork."
Xiang Huan raised his eyes to look at him. The dumplings he had just swallowed had a bitter taste in his mouth.
After hearing this, Cheng Hong put down her chopsticks and stared at the air in front of her with an unsightly expression, saying nothing.
The Hongmen Banquet has not yet started on the dinner table, but the atmosphere has begun to become more subtle.
Chengye finished one dumpling and went to pick it up again. As if he just realized something was wrong with his aunt, he walked over and asked Chenghong why he didn't eat, but he didn't eat a few.
Pan Ning had been observing the words until now and finally spoke.
She said to Narino, "What you just said made your aunt uncomfortable."
Cheng Hong glanced at Pan Ning, and her eye circles turned red.
Xiang Huan also put down his chopsticks and looked back and forth on the faces of the aunt and nephew opposite.
She felt that Cheng Ye had just deliberately mentioned his affairs inside, and it was for Cheng Hong.
Cheng Ye hugged Cheng Hong's shoulders, "You blame me, blame me, why are you mentioning that? I just ate so deliciously, don't feel bad, I'm not feeling well now."
After saying that, he took out a tissue and covered Cheng's red eyes.
Chenghong immediately smiled after being coaxed by him. She pulled the tissue from her eyes and pretended to be angry and told Chengye that she was not allowed to mention being in there again.
She didn't like to hear it, and it made her feel uncomfortable.
"Okay, as ordered." Narino agreed with a smile.
The atmosphere at the dinner table relaxed and several people continued to eat. Cheng Hong looked at Xiang Huan for a while and then changed the topic.
On to her.
She asked Xiang Huan when [Fu Huan] was going to open.
After Xiang Huan answered, he glanced at Chengye and felt that the "Hongmen Banquet" he mentioned was probably about to begin.
Cheng Hong ate his food and asked again: "Are we recruiting new people? I heard that you brought back a very good person from Dawan and will train you in the club."
"Yes, we have found a few newcomers. The one from Dawan is Teacher Lin." Xiang Huan answered truthfully.
Penning
He kept silent and continued eating beside him, as if it had nothing to do with her.
Cheng Hong snorted coldly.
Xiang Huan's back immediately tensed up, not knowing what he was about to face.
"The second son of the Xu family also went to the club?" Cheng Hong mentioned Xu Jiandong.
Chengye listened, raised his eyes and stared at Xiang Huan, slightly tugging at the corner of his mouth, not sure whether he was smiling or something else.
Xiang Huan avoided his gaze, looked at Cheng Hong, and gritted his teeth and replied that this was the case.
Cheng Hong coughed, turned his eyes towards Pan Ning, and asked Pan Ning if he knew about this.
"I just knew it. I didn't expect Xiang Huan to do such a thing." Pan Ning replied in a weak tone.
"Ling the wolf into the house." Cheng Hong defined Xiang Huan's behavior.
Narino listened, with a smile on his face, but he didn't say anything.
Xiang Huan kept smiling and looked at Cheng Hong, feeling very uneasy.
Pan Ning sighed, looked at her daughter, and said to Cheng Hong, "The word you used is so accurate! She just lured the wolf into the house. I really..."
As he spoke, he sighed heavily again.
Xiang Huan was very cooperative and lowered his head.
I heard Pan Ning continue to say, I thought I would divorce the second young master of the Xu family so happily, and then go back to the bridge.
It's gone, who would have thought that there would be such a thing.
"Do you believe he would do that? I don't believe it anyway." After Pan Ning finished speaking, he asked Chenghong.
Xiang Huan lowered his head and didn't hear Cheng Hong's response. He probably just acted to show his attitude. He probably shook his head and didn't believe it.
"What about you? You don't believe it either?" Pan Ning asked again.
Xiang Huan still didn't see it, but he could tell that this person should be Cheng Ye who asked.
She was curious about Narino's reaction, so she subconsciously raised her head slightly, and she could see Narino's side from the corner of her eye.
Cheng Ye waited for a moment before speaking, "I do believe that Xu Jiandong is a master who can do such a thing... I believe it."
Cheng Hong turned to look at her nephew with a complicated look in her eyes, not sure what she was thinking.
"Xiang Huan," Chengye suddenly called Xiang Huan.
Xiang Huan raised his head and looked at him.
Cheng Ye also looked back and said, "Xiang Huan, if I were you, I wouldn't make such a decision."
Xiang Huan swallowed his throat, smiled slightly and did not answer.
Chengye didn't follow up to ask what was going on. Seeing Xiang Huan's reaction, he said that he was full and asked Chenghong if the fruit was ready after dinner.
"Yes, but I didn't ask aunt to make the fruit plate. Xiang Huan, go and make it." Cheng Hong assigned Xiang Huan a new task.
When Xiang Huan stood up, he added that Cheng Ye would take her there. Cheng Ye knew where everything was.
Xiang Huan followed Chengye into the kitchen and watched him take out several fruits from the refrigerator and use kitchen utensils to process the fruits.
"You go out and sit down. I'll do it myself. It'll be done soon." Xiang Huan started to do it.
Narino didn’t leave.
Xiang Huan ignored him and continued to handle the fruits, and soon half of them were placed on the plate.
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Xiang Huan. "Naruye called her in a very low voice.
Xiang Huan also hummed in a low voice and did not look at Chengye.
A piece of dragon fruit was not cut into pieces by Xiang Huan, and the red juice was all over her fingers.
Xiang Huan wanted to use a tissue to wipe it, but as soon as he raised his finger, Narino grabbed it.
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