put wildness in his heart

Chapter 87 Want to be my dad?

After ordering black-haired fluttering snow and crouching snow, Wen Miao gave the tablet to the waiter. After 5 minutes of work, the bottom ingredients had already boiled, the pot was bubbling, and the heat was rising all around.

The bowl of ice cream in Wen Miao's hand had almost melted, so she didn't eat any more. While listening to the chat between He Yin and Shen Jiayu, she took a photo and sent it to Wen Yan: [Brother, look at the Big Mac I just bought Strawberry ice cream is three circles bigger than my hand. 】

Wen Yan: [You have meat growing on your hands, do you still eat? 】

Wen Miao: [? 】

Wen Miao: 【Is that the point? 】

Wen Miao: [What I showed you was ice cream. Sure enough, a bowl of ice cream at 188 is delicious. 】

Wen Yan: [It looks pretty good, which one is it?I want to eat, too. 】

Wen Miao: [Brother, don't eat it, it's too expensive. 】

Wen Yan: [? 】

Wen Miao: [Your little internship salary is not enough for daily meals, why do you still eat ice cream?You still watch me eat. 】

Wen Yan: […]

After the identification, there is no doubt that she is her own sister.

He Yin is a chatty chatterbox who can't stop talking, and from the moment he sat down, he dumped everything about his family and Shen Jiayu: "The few of us——Master Mao, me, Master Er, and Xiao Zai and Qin Puppy, we are all young, we have known each other since we were not in kindergarten, so it can be said that we grew up together. My dad and their dads are best friends, especially close friends."

Shen Jiayu listened nonchalantly.

After He Yin finished his family background, he inquired about Shen Jiayu's family background again: "I heard from Master Mao, you are also from Jiangzhou?"

"Probably." Shen Jiayu gave a vague answer.

He Yin: "Is it?"

Shen Jiayu said "Yes", and said in a calm tone, "I haven't stayed here for a few years, I went to Lecheng in elementary school, and I will come back once in a while."

Those rumors about the Shen family are not a secret. All the upper class in Jiangzhou City who are in the business and political circles have heard a little bit, and He Yin is no exception. I don’t know if Shen Jiayu would mind these rumors. He Yin is very conscious Did not get to the bottom of it.

When Wen Miao put down the phone, He Yin had already finished the process of "mutual complaints", and was pouring mutton rolls, two servings of clear soup, and two servings of spicy pot into the hot pot, and he just picked up the fifth plate in his hand.

"Still pouring it?" Wen Miao glanced into the pot and said, "Put this in later, I feel that if you pour it in again, the soup will overflow after it boils."

"Okay, I see." He Yin was a little blinded by the steam from the bottom of the pot, put down the plate in his hand, moved to the outside of the sofa, and complained a little depressed, "Why is this air conditioner Blowing right at me? The heat is blowing all over my face."

"It's okay to blow your face, I think your clothes are going to suffer." Wen Miao glanced at his fluffy white coat, "I know you still wear this kind of fluffy clothes when you come to eat hot pot, and you will go out later." The smell of hot pot is all over my body, and when the wind blows, the fragrance will be wafted for ten miles, and I can be the spokesperson of this hot pot."

He Yin became even more depressed when he heard that.

After Wen Miao finished talking about his clothes, she glanced around the table, saw the cans of Coke that He Yin had just brought over, and was about to drink a can of iced one, but Shen Jiayu noticed her movements , put his hand on the coke can step by step, and looked up at her: "Is it cold?"

Wen Miao's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air: "Ah?"

Before she figured out the meaning of Shen Jiayu's question, she saw that Shen Jiayu had already taken a can of coke at room temperature, unhooked the tab with her fingertips, and casually placed it in front of her: "Drink this, it's at room temperature."

"..."

Wen Miao thought, how long have you known each other, and you want to be my dad?
Do boys have this kind of surging paternal love that has nowhere to rest?Wen Yan also always likes to control him like this, but it is Lin Yi'an who is the real father who likes to take the children like them to eat, drink and have fun everywhere without restraint.

Wen Miao originally wanted to say something, but seeing that the tab on the can of Coke that Shen Jiayu handed over had been unhooked, she swallowed the words that came to her tongue again, and picked it up with great dignity. Coke took a sip.

Forget it, for Shen Jiayu's sake of being gentle this time, she'd better let it go.

Wen Miao ordered a set meal for four people, and ordered two more. The shelf beside the table was not enough to hold so many plates. The waiter pulled two more from nowhere, and hurriedly put them on the top Foodstuffs piled up.

Wen Miao supported her head with one hand, while looking at the small bubbles rising in the pot, while shaking the coke can in her hand, she casually brought up a topic: "My eyelids seem to be jumping, is there something big going to happen? ?”

Shen Jiayu didn't look at her, and was pouring water with the teapot in his right hand, but he replied to her: "The left eye is lucky, the right eye is bad, you might be getting rich, right?"

Wen Miao was even more flustered by his comfort. She put down the coke can, reached out and rubbed her eyelids with her fingertips: "But it's my right eye that jumped."

"..."

(End of this chapter)