Huo Yan leans to the sofa not far away, and they sit down on the sofa, "eat with me."

Shuxin blinks, a little surprised. She thinks that Huoyan is asking Xiao Ruize about her, but she doesn't think it's for her to eat together. At this time, Shuxin finds that the tea table is full of lunch boxes.

"Hungry? I wanted to eat in the restaurant downstairs with you. I always thought it was spacious. " Huo Yan let go of her comfortable hands and bent slightly to open the lunch box.

"I'll do it," he said

Huo Yan leaned back and gently shook his comfortable, soft hand. Wen smiled and said, "OK."

Shuxin opened all the boxes and found that most of them were her favorite dishes. She preferred sweet food and spicy food, but Wushu liked light food, but he prepared so many dishes for her. Only a few dishes were light.

At the same time, when does Wushu know her food hobby?

After finishing the dishes for Huo Yan, Shu Xin handed him the lunch box and chopsticks together.

Huo Yan tilts to take over, the slender legs slightly separate, the hand propped up on the knee, ate slowly.

Comfortable with the lunch box, didn't eat, the line of sight falls on Huo Yan's leg that leans to come over suddenly.

Wushu is wearing navy trousers, which are fine and thin.

She's wearing black wide leg hot pants.

Their legs are separated by a layer of trousers.

Comfortable to feel the body temperature of Uncle Wu, as if the skin he pasted together was having a kind of current reaction, and his heart was throbbing wildly.

Comfortable secretly glanced at Huo Yan. His movements were more casual than usual. His eating style was elegant and eye-catching.

Why is this man so attractive to eat?

"Why not? Is the dish not to your taste? "

Huo Yan suddenly looks at Shuxin. Shuxin blushes instantly and quickly takes back her sight. "No, I love it. I like it very much."

Then I added a sentence in my heart: it's just that you are more beautiful than these dishes on the table.

The atmosphere is quiet and warm.

Huo Yan tilts his head slightly and asks Shu Xin, "is there braised pork ribs?"

"Well." Shuxin is eating a piece of delicious food. "It's very delicious. It's sour and sweet. The meat is tender and sticky. Would you like to taste it?"

"Good."

Shuxin also casually said that she remembered that Huoyan didn't eat too sweet, and couldn't help but add another sentence, "it's sweet, does Wushu really want it?"

Huo Yan tilts his mouth to open a smile slowly, "yes."

How do you feel comfortable that there is something wrong with this question and answer.

Shuxin takes a sweet and sour spareribs and prepares to put them into Huoyan's lunch box. Suddenly, he says, "you feed me."

Half of the chopsticks stretched comfortably froze and paused for a few seconds. The chopsticks turned around and reached Huoyan's mouth.

Huo Yan opened his mouth and ate it. He also put the comfortable chopsticks into his mouth. The sweet and sour sauce on the chopsticks was also eaten by him.

Her face turned red for a moment, and she always felt that Huoyan had eaten her saliva.

"Well, it's really sweet." Huo Yan's face turned positive after eating.

And then every three to five Huo feast let Shuxin feed him food, and eat all the dishes that Shuxin likes to eat, but the spicy ones didn't touch at all, it seems that they really can't eat spicy.

A meal, Huo Yan eat with relish, comfortable eat red face.

After cleaning up the coffee table, go to the window and open the window for ventilation.

Huo Yan leaned up and took a document from his desk and sat down on the sofa. He said to Shu Xin, "mind, come here."

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