Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He often did this, and suddenly thought of Fang Jiayin when looking at Wen Xuxu.

Obviously two people with opposite personalities, he always inadvertently saw the shadow of good news on her.

Obviously this was an illusion, but he didn't know why there was such an illusion.

"You always order."

After sitting down, Wen Xuxu handed the menu to lifelike words, and the two sat face to face.

Yan Rusheng looked down at the menu, he looked very carefully, and his thick eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes motionlessly.

Xuxu looked at him, a little confused.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that this is the first time that they have eaten outside alone.

When I was in City B, if I met on Saturday and Sunday, there would always be Fang Jiayin, or someone else, when we ate together.

This opportunity is even more absent in Kyoto City. Except for entertainment, they will not appear on the outside dining table together.

"Call the waiter to order." Yan Rusheng suddenly raised his head.

"Oh, okay." Xu Xu quickly returned to his thoughts, and waved in the direction of the cashier. "The waiter ordered."

The waiter came and Yan Rusheng ordered all the dishes he had just liked.

He has a very good memory, and only took a careful look at it, and he was able to close the menu and report the name of the seven dishes to the waiter in one breath.

They are two people, seven dishes, it is too extravagant and wasteful!

Xu Xu secretly said in her heart, but this time the young master turned out to be kind and didn't order dishes with curry, and a few dishes she liked very much.

The waiter tore off the menu slip and put it at the corner of the table, then left.

Wen Xuxu started soup with tableware and cups.

Every time she did these things very seriously, always scrubbing over and over again, at least three times.

Yan Rusheng held her chin in her hands and looked at her, her sweaty beads on her forehead, which should have been hot for a long time.

He couldn't help but reached for the tissue box and pulled out two tissues.

"Mr. Yan, would you like some tea?" Xu Xu suddenly raised his head and asked him softly.

Just as when she looked at him just now, he suddenly looked up, Yan Rusheng was a little guilty, and wiped his two foreheads with the two tissues he had just drawn.

"casual."

Wen Xuxu returned with the usual attitude, and then he stared angrily at Yuxu's forehead with annoyance.

day! He just wanted to wipe the sweat of this stupid woman, so he wanted to chop his hands!

Wen Xuxu poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yan Rusheng, "a little hot, be careful."

She whispered softly, leaving her thin, white hand off the glass.

"Wen Xuxu!" Yan looked fiercely at Wen Xuxu's face, and his voice was incredibly surprised.

Xu Xu's hand trembled before she retracted it. She raised his eyelids and looked at him doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

What did she startle and startle her?

"Nothing." Yan Rusheng shook his head.

The friendship reminded him that his voice was a bit lower than usual, and he felt flattered, and almost reached out to grab her little hand.

Asked if she and Jiang Zhuoheng would help him with soup and chopsticks in the same way, would she remind him so gently?

It's like words, it seems that you are really sick.

...

There are dishes that she likes, and they are very delicious. A bowl of rice quickly succumbed, and she ate vegetables with an empty bowl.

Yan Rusheng saw that she had no food in the bowl, and frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"