Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 190 137: Who gave you the confidence

Chapter 190 137: Who gave you the confidence

Mu Jinyue looked at Fu Yan quietly, waiting for his answer.

He opened his mouth, and just about to speak, the waiter came over with a plate, with a professional smile on his face: "Hello, the dishes ordered by you two have been served, please take your time."

Fu Yan swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and thanked him in a low voice.

The waiter left, and the atmosphere became quiet again. Mu Jinyue curled up her fingers and gently wiped the fine sweat from her hands. Because of nervousness, her cherry pink lips were white and slightly pursed.

It was rare for her to look like this.

Mu Jinyue has always been indifferent, as if she doesn't care about anything, with a pair of sparkling and beautiful peach eyes, always with a three-point indifference to the world, as if no one can leave traces in her heart.

But now, there was anxiety lingering between her brows, and the ups and downs in her clear eyes were full of hesitation, reflecting his shadow in her eyes.

At this moment, all she thinks about and sees in her eyes is only him.

Fu Yan curled his lips slightly, then quickly pressed down again, picked up the lamb ribs that the waiter had just brought up with tweezers, and put them on the baking tray.

The grill pan was already hot, and the fresh meat was put on it with oil, making a sizzling sound.

Mu Jinyue felt that what Fu Yan roasted was not lamb ribs, but her little heart!

Tossed and turned, tormented.

Mu Jinyue held back, but still couldn't hold back: "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Hmm." Fu Yan responded in a low voice, without raising his eyes, his gaze was always on the barbecue, he pinched the tweezers, and turned it over slowly.

Mu Jinyue gritted her teeth, and wanted to grab the tweezers in his hand directly.

However, the etiquette she had learned since she was a child did not allow her to do such a disrespectful thing.

Mu Jinyue simply picked up the other tweezers and baked with him.

After they finished roasting the meat and had nothing to do, Fu Yan would always answer her questions, right?

Mu Jinyue thought so.

Neither of them spoke, they concentrated on grilling the meat, and soon, the lamb rib that Fu Yan was holding was cooked.

He picked it up with chopsticks and put it directly on Mu Jinyue's plate.

Mu Jinyue was stunned for a moment, and when she let go, the tweezers fell directly on the table, making a soft noise. At the same time, she raised her eyes, her expression blank and ignorant, revealing a sense of stupidity that was a little out of character.

Fu Yan rubbed his fingers lightly, resisting the urge to pinch her face, and said lightly, "Hey me."

Mu Jinyue: "...what?"

Did she hear it wrong?

Fu Yan repeated it patiently and well, it was still two simple and concise words.

"feed me."

Mu Jinyue was confused by him.

I haven't seen you for a year, how come Fu Yan doesn't play cards according to common sense?

And what is his request?feed him?

Mu Jinyue felt that the temperature on her face was almost as hot as a baking tray!

She didn't move for a long time, Fu Yan waited for a while, and suddenly spoke in a low and hoarse voice: "Hey, okay?"

He deliberately softened his tone, and the ending seemed to have a small hook. Mu Jinyue lost his mind slightly, as if he had been bewitched. When he realized it, the chopsticks were already close to Fu Yan's mouth.

She was startled, and just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Fu Yan was already holding her wrist, tilted her head, and bit down on the meat.

Mu Jinyue blushed, her wrist was held by him, unable to pull it back, she said a little angrily, "Let go."

Fu Yan slowly swallowed what was in his mouth, and then said, "I accept your apology."

Mu Jinyue was startled, and even forgot that someone was holding her wrist: "What?"

"To put it simply, I forgive you for leaving without saying goodbye." After Fu Yan finished speaking, he picked up the meat that Mu Jinyue had just roasted with his own chopsticks, put it on her chopsticks, and then fed it into his mouth , Swallowing it down, and then said: "If you accidentally hurt me in the future, I will forgive you in advance."

Mu Jinyue stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react.

Fu Yan raised his eyes, his eyes were gentle: "Besides, you can't even take your hands back now, who gave you the confidence to hurt me when you were sick?"

What he said sounded like sarcasm, but his tone was gentle, with a touch of pampering. Rather than ridicule, it might be better to say... coaxing her.

(End of this chapter)