Chapter 192

"Have a taste?" Fu Jinhan handed her a pair of chopsticks and carefully poured soy sauce and mustard for her.

"Good." Jiang mianmianmian looks at the small plate with exquisite patterns in front of him. He rubs his hands, takes the chopsticks and puts them on a piece of sushi filled with caviar.

As soon as the smooth sushi enters, Jiang mianmianmian immediately closes her eyes.

Crystal clear rice and clear caviar mixed together, with a unique delicious smooth, big caviar seems to burst from the teeth, every bite is very chewy.

"Eat well." Jiang mianmianmian raised his head in surprise and sighed to Fu Jinhan.

"Just like it." Fu Jinhan looks at a grain of rice left on Jiang mianmianmian's lips and raises his hand to wipe it off for her.

"Thank you. By the way, Fu Jinhan, you didn't have breakfast, did you? Here, try one. " Jiang mianmianmian picked up sushi and took the initiative to send it to Fu Jin Han.

Fu Jinhan looked at the smiling face in front of him. His eyes were surging. He opened his mouth obediently and let Jiang mianmianmian send sushi into his mouth.

In the closed car, Jiang mianmianmian and Fu Jinhan eat sushi together, and feed each other a piece of sushi from time to time.

Qin Cang in the front row couldn't bear to cover his eyes, feeling that he was about to be fed by the love of the third master and Jiang mianxiu.

"Assistant Qin, would you like to try one?"

Jiang mianmianmian raised his eyes and saw Qin Cang's painful expression in the rearview mirror. He stopped his chopsticks and asked kindly.

Before Qin Cang answered, he felt a chill coming out behind him. From his back to the back of his head, he shivered deeply.

"No, thank you, Miss Jiang. I've already had dinner." Qin Cang coughed a few times, quickly shook his head and refused.

As his voice fell, it was obvious that the chill behind him disappeared quickly. Qin Cang breathed out a breath and was glad that he had escaped.

Wuwuwu, the low spirit of the third master is too terrible.

"Why, isn't it?" Jiang mianmianmian blinked in wonder, then turned to look at Fu Jinhan.

Fu Jinhan picked up a sushi and handed it to Jiang mianmianmian: "don't worry about him. He ate it with the housekeeper this morning."

"I see." Jiang mianmianmian nodded.

When he heard that even Fu Jin Han said so, he happily took back his chopsticks, lowered his head, picked up a meat floss rice ball and fed it to his mouth.

After breakfast, Jiang mianmianmian leaned back in his chair with a satisfied face, and could not help sighing after the delicious taste.

"Fu Jinhan, mother Zhang's craftsmanship is really wonderful. If she can eat it every day, she will be very happy."

"If you like, let mother Zhang make breakfast for you every day, and I'll tell Qin Cang to send it." Fu Jin Han replied lightly.

"Don't be so troublesome. In fact, the food in the canteen tastes good. The breakfast in Fu's house is good as long as you can have it once in a while." Jiang mianmianmian quickly waved his hand and refused.

She took out her cell phone and took a look at the time and said, "it's late. I have classes in the morning. If I don't go back, I'll be late."

"Go ahead."

Fu Jin Han said, reluctantly looked away, readjusted his sitting posture, and sat upright on the seat.

"Honey, don't be angry. We'll see each other again soon." Jiang mianmianmian looks at Fu Jin Han, who has recovered his silence, and immediately opens his mouth to coax him.

Although Fu Jin Han didn't show it, she was still keen to feel a gloomy and unpleasant atmosphere from Fu Jin Han.