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

Chapter 118 064: Not Comparable

Chapter 118 064: Not Comparable

The waiter carried the white fungus soup and walked to private room 403. The door was open, and the private room was in a mess. The young man's voice was full of vigor, and he wanted to lift the ceiling.

"Fuck! Put down that hairy belly!"

"Fart! You're going to eat a fucking plate!"

"Nonsense! Miss Mu was here just now, and I kept restraining myself. I was afraid of scaring people, so I was only half full. If I don't eat anything, my stomach will growl!"

"Three full? Are those two plates of meat fed to pigs?"

"Damn it! Where's the plate of meat that was put here just now? Which kid is so quick!"

"..."

The waiter stood at the door with one leg raised, his expression blank for several seconds, not knowing whether to enter or not.

He looked down at the tremella soup in his hand, and felt like he was going to throw a lamb into the wolves.

Li Tianhao had just grabbed the last piece of meat, dipped it in the seasoning happily, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the waiter at the door. He stuffed the meat into his mouth, swallowed it twice, and asked loudly, "Is there any food yet?"

The private room became quiet all of a sudden, several pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, glowing with faint green light, the hair on the waiter's back trembled, fearing that they would pounce on him in the next second, he quickly raised the bowl, and shouted: "A customer asked me to give it to Lu Zicang's customer."

Lu Zicang, who was sitting inside with his legs crossed, raised his eyebrows inexplicably, "For me?"

Tin foil burnt with envy on his face: "Could it be some little girl, right? You have dedicated yourself to the hot pot restaurant?"

Lu Zicang squinted at him, and scolded him with a smile: "You are full of little girls, can you save some waste?" The waiter had already walked over, and he took the bowl. When he looked at it, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he was about to ask who gave it to him. Yes, when the words came to my lips, I suddenly thought of something, and said with a strange expression: "What do you think the guest looks like? He can't be a boy with peach blossom eyes?"

"Yes." At that glimpse, the waiter felt that he could remember it for several days. Although he was a straight and straight man of steel, he still couldn't help feeling: "He is a very handsome boy."

Lu Zicang knew it in his heart, he gave a "tsk" and thanked the waiter.

The waiter waved his hand and said yes, then turned and left.

As soon as the person left, the people next to him surrounded him.

"Brother Cang, this is what Brother Fu gave you?" The person who spoke looked at Lu Zicang, then silently glanced at the white fungus soup, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Two big men, what kind of love dessert are they playing, and Miss Mu is there too.

In a blink of an eye, his mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered the rumors about the two campus bosses.

According to a person familiar with the matter, someone saw Brother Fu and Brother Cang kissing in the elevator...

He shuddered, and his eyes became more and more strange, even a little tangled and frightened.

Lu Zicang didn't look at him, let out a lazy "ah", took a mouthful from the spoon, and just brought it to his mouth, he paused and put it back again.

"Li Tianhao," he tilted his head, looked at Fu Yan's cell phone thrown on the table, his cynical expression faded a little, his eyes were deep, "You take two people to see if Fu Yan is still in the store."

Li Tianhao was still robbing them for meat, when he heard Lu Zicang calling his name instead of his nickname, he was taken aback for a moment, put down his chopsticks immediately, nodded solemnly without asking anything, and dragged the tin foil to iron it. Guo Zhentao went out.

"Brother Fu is gone?" Someone next to him asked suspiciously. : "It shouldn't be, the phone is still here, and Ms. Mu's bag hasn't been taken away either."

Lu Zicang looked at the backs of Guo Zhentao and the three of them, squinted his eyes, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he was silent for two seconds, and suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "Who knows," he picked up the chopsticks and pulled the corners of his mouth evilly: "Hurry up!" Yes, eat while they are away!"

"..."

After being dazed for two seconds, the rest of the people immediately came to their senses, yelling, and started a new round of fighting for food.

*

There were so many people in the hot pot restaurant, Mu Jinyue managed to squeeze out, looked left and right, and fixed her eyes on the two figures.

A man and a woman, the woman has soft long hair, wearing a white dress with light blue patterns embroidered on the hem, walking like stepping on the waves, gentle and elegant.She held the man next to her arm in an affectionate gesture, tilted her head slightly, as if she was saying something to him, with a smile on her lips, making her whole person softer.

Standing behind them, Mu Jinyue couldn't see the man's face, but she could feel the aura of a successful man exuding from the man's steady demeanor in the suit and leather shoes.

It's just - not Mu Yingping.

Her eyes fell on Wang Jieling's ears, which were far away, and she couldn't see clearly. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and could see something flickering in the sunlight.

Most likely, it was the expensive diamond earrings I saw that day.

Mu Jinyue sneered, took out her phone, and took a photo of the two of them from behind.

The two stopped in front of a shop and said something, then walked in, Mu Jinyue hesitated for two seconds, followed, and stood in an inconspicuous corner of the door.

She held her breath and concentrated, and vaguely heard the conversation between the two, intermittent and not very clear.

"I want that...that bag...like..."

"Last year gave you... almost..."

"This is more than that..."

"..."

The woman's voice was soft and soft, completely different from the gentle and gentle tone in her memory. Mu Jinyue listened to it with interest for a while, then picked up the bag in front of her, and looked at the price.

Four zeros.

She snorted, put it down, and then heard a steady and mature male voice.

"Okay, buy it."

Then there was the sound of high heels hitting the floor, guessing that the two of them were going to pay the bill, Mu Jinyue was still debating whether to continue following, when someone behind her patted her on the shoulder.

Mu Jinyue was startled, her pupils shrank suddenly, she turned her head, and a monstrous and handsome face was reflected in her eyes.

Wei Wei's raised peach eyes looked at her without blinking, Fu Yan withdrew his hand and hugged his arms.

Mu Jinyue glanced inside, but she could no longer see Wang Jieling and the man. She guessed that the two of them should have paid the bill and left through another door.

She collected her thoughts, raised her hand, and pinned a strand of hair from her sideburns behind her ear, smiling a little stiffly: "You have been following me?"

Fu Yan leaned lazily against the wall next to her, and looked at her with drooping eyelids. Mu Jinyue looked at her unnaturally. She pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth tightened into a straight line, and her eyes were slightly cool.

Then he said slowly: "There are many people in the hot pot restaurant. After I came out, I searched for you for a long time before I saw you entered this restaurant." His eyes fell on the bag that Mu Jinyue had just put down, and he said casually: "Dinner Eat half and run away, just to see this?"

"...You should take it as it is." Mu Jinyue breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't see her stalking and secretly taking pictures, he could do whatever he wanted.

She wasn't ready to let Fu Yan know about those messy things.

"Like this?" He picked up the bag, looked around in his hand, and said disgustedly: "What kind of aesthetics are you doing? Experience the middle-aged life in 20 years in advance?" He put the bag away after speaking. Going back, I don't want to take an extra second.

middle aged……

The corners of Mu Jinyue's mouth twitched. Although the style of this bag is relatively mature, it's not so middle-aged, right?

"I just looked at it casually," Mu Jinyue tried to restore her image: "It's not that I like this, it's just that it's the closest to me."

"Really?" Fu Yan's tone was lazy, and he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Mu Jinyue didn't bother to explain to him, so she dragged him out.

Fu Yan was pulled out by her, and when he reached the door, he turned his head and took a look inside.

The store is very large, there are about seven or eight customers besides the shopping guide.

Fu Yan withdrew his gaze, looked at the back of Mu Jinyue's head, his eyes sank.

He did get separated from Mu Jinyue, but he didn't find her at the door of this shop, but on the way.At that time, she just put away her mobile phone, trotted for two steps, then stopped at the door of this store, hesitated for a moment before going in.

There were too many people, he didn't know who Mu Jinyue was looking for, but it was not difficult to see who she followed...

Fu Yan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, feeling that this girl had too many little secrets.

Most importantly, none of them were going to tell him.

After walking two steps, Mu Jinyue realized that she was still holding Fu Yan's wrist, she was startled, and let go.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yan stretched out his hand in front of her, and smiled with the corner of his mouth: "Why don't you hold me?"

"That's not pulling." Mu Jinyue's ears felt hot, and she corrected him seriously, "It's pulling."

"Okay." Fu Yan was as good as he was, anyway, in his heart, there was no difference between holding hands and holding hands: "Why don't you hold hands?"

Mu Jinyue: "..."

She rolled her eyes angrily, turned around and walked forward, taking big and fast steps.

Fu Yan has long legs, so he catches up in two steps, and then asks: "How about holding it with the other hand?"

"No!" Mu Jinyue spoke uprightly: "The influence is not good!"

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan licked his molars and smiled: "There are many people holding hands on the street."

Mu Jinyue glanced to the side, and there happened to be a couple passing by. The two of them were holding hands, the distance between them was infinitely close to zero, and they wished they could stick together as conjoined twins.

See no evil, Mu Jinyue immediately turned her head and looked to the other side.

Then, she saw an acquaintance.

Three people came out from the entrance of the tea restaurant, two women and one man. The man standing in the middle was not tall, with a small piece of baldness in the middle of his hair. His neck also fell down, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of nouveau riche.

On the contrary, the women on the left and right of him, one is mature and charming, the other is delicate and enchanting, all of them are beautiful.

People passing by saw this scene and shook their heads silently, feeling that the world is getting worse!

Naturally, Meng An also saw Mu Jinyue and Fu Yan standing beside her. She was taken aback, and the scene of the final exam day appeared in her mind. She bit her lip, feeling embarrassment and humiliation in her heart.

She subconsciously loosened her hold on the man's hand.

"An'an?" The man noticed the abnormality, glanced at her, and then looked up to the other side.

Looking at it like this, the eyes are straightened, full of surprise and covetousness.

"This is a fucking goblin..." He murmured, his salivation speeding up.

Fu Yanyuan didn't pay attention to the person opposite him, but when he saw Mu Jinyue's eyes fixed, he turned his head and saw the dirty eyes of the man.

His expression suddenly turned cold, but those eyes seemed to have ignited two clusters of flames, and the hostility seemed to materialize, his eyes were burning, sharp and sharp.

The man sensed the dangerous aura, and hurriedly recovered from the beauty. His back was cold, and he lowered his head, not daring to look again.

It's like being stared at by a wild beast, as if it will be torn to pieces in the next second.

"Let's go," Mu Jinyue pulled Fu Yan's wrist, "Your friends are still waiting at the hot pot restaurant."

"Let them wait." Fu Yan held back his anger, his tone was very aggressive, he didn't move, trying to break free, but it was rare for Mu Jinyue to take the initiative to get close to him, and he was a little reluctant.

Mu Jinyue grabbed his hand slightly, shook it slightly, and said softly, "But I want to go back. After walking for so long, I'm tired and hot."

Fu Yan pursed his lips and looked at her for two seconds. Mu Jinyue blinked innocently, looking cute and soft.

He immediately had no choice but to compromise, "Got it." His tone was helpless, mixed with a bit of doting, just now he was suffocated, but because of her two words and a blink of an eye, it all disappeared. "You're here to beat me."

Mu Jinyue didn't bother with him, fearing that he would really clash with people on the street, so she just dragged them back.

Fu Yan's anger subsided, but he still wanted to beat up the man who stared at Mu Jinyue with lewd eyes just now. He finally glanced at the man with a strong warning in his eyes.

Seeing the person walk away, the man straightened his back and yelled with disdain on his face: "The children nowadays are really interesting, thinking that they can walk sideways by staring and looking arrogant? Haha." He snorted coldly He let out a cry, then his expression changed, he looked down at Meng An, his eyes flickered with evil light, "An An, do you know that woman just now?"

Meng Ansong let go of the lip she had been biting. There was a light white tooth mark on the cherry-colored lower lip. Taking advantage of the fair skin and moist lip color, the combination of charm and purity suddenly made the man's eyes more cloudy and deep. .

But she got used to it, hesitated for a moment before saying: "Yes, Dad, they go to the same school as me."

"From Chaoling?" The man was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little clearer, he flashed an obvious sense of loss and unwillingness, and then asked with a glimmer of hope: "I remember that your school has some special admissions?"

Meng An lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, covering up the sneer and sneer, but his tone remained flat, "No, they are all transfer students."

Those who can be transferred to Chaoling are not from ordinary incompetent families.

Only then did the man say "hmm", obviously giving up, but his tone can be described as quite unwilling.

Such beauties can only be seen but not touched, which is really a torment.

The woman next to her who had been silent all this time opened her mouth. Her soft and charming voice was filled with dissatisfaction. The moment she opened her mouth, she made half of her body go numb: "Brother Wei, why do you care so much about that young girl?" She straightened her upper body forward. , the choppy waves directly stuck to the man's arm, and even rubbed against him: "Can she have me?" The woman stretched out her hand again, her fingertips were pale and slender, and pointed at Meng An, "If you want me to say, she can't even compare to An An .”

The man was suddenly distracted, put his arms around her waist, and coaxed with a smile: "Of course, An An was born to you, who can compare?"

(End of this chapter)