Chapter 781

"How does it taste?" Ming Yu's eyes were nervous.

Jiang Fuyue nodded and told the truth, "it's delicious."

Then he took another one.

"The same as before."

Ming Yu smiled: "just like it."

"Don't just look at me, you eat too."

"Yes."

After they finished eating, Jiang Fuyue cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and was ready to take them to the kitchen for washing.

The result was stopped by Ming Yu——

"Sit down and I'll come."

Before Ming Yu moved in, Xiao Shan specially asked the designer to make changes to facilitate his daily life.

For example, the stove sinks 20 cm, and the handrail is embedded in the wall.

In this house, Ming Yu can complete her normal life in a wheelchair.

Of course, it also includes washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen.

And it's not slow.

Soon the kitchen was clean and tidy.

Jiang Fuyue wanted to help, but she was rushed to the living room.

"I said don't move. I'm enough. Go sit and watch TV."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and said, "when did you work so quickly?"

"When I was in the northwest, I often did it. Practice makes perfect."

"You live alone over there?"

"Yes."

So when I first moved here, I got used to it for a while.

"These years..." Jiang Fuyue paused. "Are you all alone?"

Mingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, suddenly raised her eyes and pulled the corners of her mouth: "No. I've always been with my motherland."

Jiang Fuyue was dumb.

"... you haven't thought about getting married all these years?"

Ming Yu: "my lover is the motherland. I can't get a certificate. I can only stay alone all the time."

Jiang Fuyue felt angry and funny: "are you singing too many red songs?"

"Maybe?"

Then he laughed himself.

"Well, you go to the living room first and don't interfere with my business."

Jiang Fuyue shrugged and could only leave the kitchen.

……

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ming Yu washed it and came out with a fruit tray.

Just cut.

Jiang Fuyue took it and put it on the tea table: "are you still used to living here?"

She just turned around and looked everywhere except the bedroom.

Not bad.

Sure enough, Mingyu nodded: "President Xiao has a heart."

"Can you go out?" Jiang Fuyue suddenly asked.

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

Ming Yu looked out of the window at the hazy sky. "OK," he smiled, picked up a toothpick, forked an apple and handed it to her, "where are we going?"

"A bar, not far, drive for 20 minutes."

"OK, just..." Ming Yu touched her nose. "I'm not very good at drinking. I haven't made any progress in the past 20 years. My drinking capacity is still as bad as before."

Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "not to drink."

Ming Yu was surprised: "why don't you go to a bar without drinking? Listen to music? If you dance, I may not be able..."

Jiang Fuyue suddenly squatted down and held his hand on his leg.

Mingyu was stunned and said, "Yueyue, you..."

"I heard what you and Mingzheng said in the private room of the canteen yesterday."

The man is silent and drops his eyes.

"You fell out with the Ming family, so you went to the Northwest Research Institute and stayed for 20 years, right?"

"..." he didn't speak.

Jiang Fuyue: "is it because of me?"

"No!" he suddenly raised his eyes. "This is my own choice. It has nothing to do with anyone!"

"Why do you choose to come back now?"

Ming Yu: "

Jiang Fuyue smiled bitterly: "sure enough... In fact, you really don't have to mind the Ming family's repentance."