As a result, Fu Da Shao has never tasted delicious food in his life, even more addictive than the exquisite cuisine made by Michelin restaurant chefs.
What mutton rolls, fish balls, prawns, hairy tripe, all of which are cooked in the same pot can make him taste new.
He likes this kind of life.
There is only one left when the shrimp is strung on the bamboo stick. Wen Chi looks at it eagerly. Wen Qiao and Wen Chi reach out to the bamboo stick at the same time. Wenqiao glances at him: "Nanli likes to eat."
I don't know if chubba's boyfriend is his brother-in-law.
Fu Nanli only felt that Wenqiao was so childish that he would snatch a bite from a 16-year-old boy?
Well, he did.
Wenjo peeled the shrimp and put it in his bowl. He did not refuse. In front of his brother-in-law's eager eyes, he held the shrimp tail and passed it in the rich dipping material for a while, and then put it into his mouth.
Delicious food jumps on the tip of his tongue, and Fu Shao's taste buds are greatly satisfied.
The picky Fu Da ate a hot pot full of smoke and fire.
Wenqiao was a little surprised. He used to go to Xiaotangshan to have dinner with him. It was said that all the food Xiaotangshan cooked for Fu Nanli was Michelin chef. He always left his knife and fork after two bites. Unexpectedly, he would like these grounded delicacies.
The happiest thing about Ji Mingyuan is that his cooking skills have been recognized by Fu Dashao, which shows that he is really good at cooking. He said happily: "I'll make a barbecue at home in two days, and Mr. Fu can come and eat it."
Fu Nanli wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel. Wenqiao handed him a cup of coke. After taking a sip, the dinner tonight was sublimated. It turned out that the hot pot with coke was so delicious.
"Well, I'll come. You're a good cook."
Fu Dashao seal recognition, Ji Mingyuan mouth has been rising, did not stop.
At the end of dinner, Wenqiao sent Fu Nanli to the car. When he came back, his uncle Su CE called him to his room.
The books on the desk are open. They are clean and clean, and there is no trace of taking notes at all. Because Su CE never forgets anything, just look at it once.
"Ajo, do you tell your boyfriend everything?"
Wenqiao was a little uneasy: "did I say something wrong? Can't you let it out, uncle? "
She only told Fu Nanli, but not other people. Is it not possible?
Su Celian said in a hurry: "no, it can't be disclosed. It's just that the relationship between you and Fu Nanli has been close to the point of saying nothing, isn't it?"
Wenqiao was a little confused, and her brother-in-law talked about her feelings, as if to make her a little uncomfortable: "he and I, feelings are very deep."
Su CE said, "is it the feeling you want to get married?"
Wenjo laughed and touched his neck. "I'm going to marry him after graduation."
Su CE's blue veins on his forehead protruded slightly: "is that right?"
Wenjo: Well, what's the matter? Uncle, you don't like him
Su CE reluctantly smile: "how can, we ah Qiao people, uncle how can not like."
"He is very kind to me and I like him very much."
Su CE held the edge of his desk and tightened his hand slightly. He said in a deep voice, "well, I can see that. Well, in the future, you should tell him as little as possible about my affairs. Your little uncle, I am a person who pays more attention to privacy."
Wenqiao some guilt: "sorry uncle, not in the future."
Su CE rubbed her head: "it's OK. Go back to your own room."