"Well, boss..."

Xia Ling opens her mouth to explain her relationship with Fu Yunting, but Fu Yunting interrupts her.

"Boss, you go and be busy."

"OK, take your time." The boss stepped down.

Xia Ling hurriedly said, "old..."

"Old what? Don't you mean you're hungry? Don't you eat quickly?"

Fu Yunting glanced at her and gracefully stirred the hot and sour powder in front of her.

"But..."

"But what?"

Fu Yunting didn't give Xia Ling a chance to talk. He picked up a string of New Year cakes in front of her. "Is this thing delicious?"

"It's delicious. This baked rice cake is delicious. I have to order it every time I come here."

Xia Ling's thoughts were immediately attracted by Fu Yunting's words. He quickly picked up another string and bit, "well, the taste is still as delicious as ever."

Looking at Xia Ling's puffing cheeks and eating like a little squirrel, Fu Yunting bent his lips and smiled in his eyes.

Just want to get rid of yourself?

Don't worry, I won't get rid of it in my life.

"Fu Ershao, although this hot and sour powder is called hot and sour powder, it's not hot. You have to add some seasoning to taste it."

Xia Ling put down the New Year cake in her hand and added a spoonful of spicy food to her bowl and Fu Yunting's bowl.

She eats spicy food, so every time she orders hot and sour powder, she always adds double chili.

And the man opposite

Xia Ling smiled like a little fox. She took a bite of hot and sour powder and a bite of New Year cake. She looked satisfied.

"Fu Er Shao, have a taste. Is it delicious?"

Eat, eat.

He will never eat spicy food.

Because every time I eat with him, the dishes on the table are very light and not heavy on taste.

Watching Xia Ling eat with relish, Fu Yunting was aroused a little appetite.

He took a bite of hot and sour powder after imitating her appearance

Gudu!

Fu Yunting frowned, barely swallowed the food in his mouth, and couldn't wait to pick up the water and pour it down.

One word, spicy!

Is this woman intentional?

"Fu Ershao, what's the matter with you? So you don't eat spicy? But this hot and sour powder doesn't taste good unless it's spicy."

Xia Ling chuckled in her heart and watched Fu Yunting's red lips, barely holding back her smile.

Who made him laugh at himself at the playground?

Now, it's your turn to make fun of him!

Fu Yunting poured down a large glass of water. Looking at Xia Ling's smile, he immediately shot several cold arrows.

Laugh!

Smile!

Fu Yunting hooked his lips and slender fingers, took the chili bowl and dug a tablespoon of chili sauce for Xia Ling.

"Since you like it, eat more. Is that enough? If not, another spoonful?"

"That's enough, Fu Ershao. Don't dig any more."

Xia Ling hurriedly stopped and stared at Fu Yunting with a sad face.

No matter how hot she eats, she's not really hot.

Someone is so careful that he can't stand teasing.

Xia Ling bit a large piece of rice cake and drank the hot and sour powder. The tip of his nose was hot with fine sweat.

It's really spicy!

Fu Yunting on the opposite side hooked his lips, looked at the hot and sour powder in front of his eyes, and slowly took a bite.

With psychological preparation, it seems that the taste is not as spicy as expected.

Well, it tastes good.

"Eh, you..."

Xia Ling blinked and looked at Fu Yunting eating one mouthful at a time, looking surprised.

Don't you like it?

Why did you eat it all of a sudden?

"What are you? This rice cake looks good. I'll try it."

"Hey, Fu Ershao, that's what I've eaten."

"It doesn't matter. I don't dislike it."

"But..."

Why does a man always like to eat what she has eaten?

Does he know what indirect kissing is!