"Zheng Yan is not superficial. She is actually a very interesting girl, just because of her family She's very concerned that people are prejudiced against her because of her appearance. "
Fanyu stared at ink eternal, word by word.
It seems that Mo Yongheng would like to apologize to Zheng Yan.
At least, take back what he said and accuse Zheng Yan of being superficial.
"Are you defending her?" Ink forever inserted in the pocket of the palm, a little tight, the face is still.
Just look at Fanyu's eyes, a little more.
It seems that he wants to understand what he thinks about Zheng Yan.
"I just think that a girl is willing to apologize to others for her misunderstanding. As a man, it's not a great thing to admit that she's blind."
Fanyu stops at the door of the box, his head tilts in the direction of the box.
Signal that they should go in.
It's not gentlemanly to keep a lady waiting.
When they walked into the box, Nian Xiaomu and Zheng Yan had already taken the menu and ordered it almost.
Seeing them come in, Nian Xiaomu takes the lead in raising his head.
"We've already ordered. Do you have anything else to eat?"
Young Mu said, putting the menu in front of them.
Fanyu doesn't care about opening his lips. "I can do it all. I'm not picky about food."
"And a fruit pie." Ink forever suddenly opens.
Hearing this, several people in the private room were stunned and looked at him unexpectedly.
Mo Yongheng doesn't look like a dessert lover at all.
He ordered a fruit pie without even looking at the menu
Don't say Zheng Yan, young Mu has been back to his senses.
When she responds, she quickly adds another fruit pie and gives the menu to the waiter.
Four people are sitting at a table, which is very spacious.
But Zheng Yan has always been close to Nian Xiaomu, the corner of his eyes, constantly glancing at the eternal direction of ink, ready to speak and stop.
The awkward appearance, not only young Mu and Fanyu can see it, but also ink eternity can feel it.
He reached for the cup, took a sip, and glanced over Zheng Yan's direction.
When Zheng Yanli was named by the teacher in class, she raised her head and straightened her chest. She sat in a proper manner.
Just looking for an opportunity to apologize to him, he opened his mouth and didn't have the courage to say it. The waiter had already started serving.
No food, no sleep.
Even if someone talks at the dinner table, it's just a small chat. The atmosphere is very harmonious.
It would be strange if she suddenly apologized to Mo Yongheng.
Zheng Yan can only hold it first.
When we finish eating and start dessert, the earliest fruit pie of ink eternal is the first one.
It's said that when we eat dessert, we are in the best mood.
Zheng Yan saw the waiter put the fruit pie in front of Mo Yongheng, and she had already begun to brew emotions. She wanted to apologize to him.
Next second, he saw Mo Yongheng reach for the dish of fruit pie and put it in front of her.
She stiffened suddenly and looked up at him in amazement.
On his dark pupil, there is no emotion in it, even the voice is also straightforward.
"I'm sorry, but I take back what I said about your superficiality."
“……”
Zheng Yan is stupid.
A second ago, she was still worried. Mo Yongheng looked totally inhuman. Later, she apologized. What if he didn't appreciate him and let her down?
In the blink of an eye, he apologized to her first.
Zheng Yan lowered her head, raised her head again, and with half a sound, choked out a sentence.
"How do you know I like fruit pie?"