"Well?"

Jiang mianmianmian hears that Fu Jinhan's laughter is not right. He blinks his eyes and raises his head. He finds that Fu Jinhan is just looking at her, with a deep smile in his eyes.

Jiang mianmianmian is full of doubts and subconsciously glances at the cake. Then his face suddenly becomes stiff.

She remembered later that just now in the cake shop, she specially asked the clerk to take a pink love sign and put it on the cake.

Now, as soon as he opened it, the pink love just appeared in front of Fu Jinhan, and the store assistant's position was very conspicuous, and he couldn't ignore it.

"Well, I saw this brand in the store just now, and I think it's very good-looking, so I put it casually. Ha ha, there's no other meaning."

Jiang mianmianmian quickly waved his hand and explained that he almost bit his tongue in a panic.

Have the courage to send, have not the courage to admit, river Mianmian Mian feels that he counsels to death.

She adjusted her heart rate, took a deep breath, looked up at Fu Jinhan and said, "well, actually, I chose this brand specially."

"Last time you made sushi for me, and put out a lovely pink love. I've been thinking about how to thank you. Today, I saw this pink brand of love in the cake shop, and I suddenly wanted to give it to you. "

"Fu Jinhan, I don't know if you like it or not?"

Jiang mianmianmian summoned up the courage to say this. After that, he looked forward to Fu Jin Han.

"I like it." Fu Jin Han spoke.

"Really?" Jiang mianmianmian hears the speech, and looks at Fu Jinhan with bright eyes, with a surprise expression on his face.

"Well."

Fu chin Han nodded, took the brand up, wiped the cream carefully with a paper towel, and held it tightly in his hand.

"Well."

Jiang mianmianmian looks at Fu Jinhan's reaction and blinks unexpectedly. Fu Jinhan is not going to keep this plastic card as a souvenir, is he?

"Fu Jinhan, how about the taste of cake? I remember you like the taste of Matcha best. Try whether you like it or not." Jiang Mianmian Chao Fu Jin Han urged.

"Good." Fu chin Han nodded, picked up the plastic knife and fork on one side, and cut it toward the top of the cake.

Because knives and forks are disposable, they are much smaller than normal ones.

Jiang mianmianmian looks at the powerful and overbearing boss, holding a reduced version of the plastic knife and fork, carefully cutting the cake. I don't know why he suddenly feels like laughing.

"It's OK. I just smile casually. You can eat quickly. Don't worry about me."

Jiang mianmianmian saw Fu Jin Han look at her, quickly waved his hand and said, trying to smile and turn his head.

The next second, a big hand suddenly appeared in front of her. Fu Jin Han cut a small piece of cake and sent it to her.

Jiang mianmianmian stares at the cake in front of him, with a dazed look for a second.

The fork is black, a very common plastic fork, which is held by Fu Jin Han's slender big hand with a small piece of neatly cut Matcha cake on it.

At a glance, the most common plastic fork seems to become noble.

"Try it." Fu Jin Han opened his eyes deeply.

"Oh." Jiang mianmianmian nodded, quickly moved his eyes away from his big hand, and bit at the Matcha cake.

"Delicious." Jiang mianmianmian's eyes lit up as he ate the Matcha cake.

"Fu Jinhan, it's really delicious. Try it quickly."

"Well." Fu Jin Han answered with a joyful voice, but he didn't want a second piece of cake. He looked at the residual Matcha cream on the fork and put it in his mouth.