She shook her head, "No, I don't want to eat there today." Shall we go for morning tea?"

"Morning tea?" Fu Zhanhan's first reaction was to look at his watch, "Little sister, it's almost 12 o'clock now." ”

This is another point that Haicheng people Fu Zhanhan does not understand, that is, the tea culture of the people of Qingcheng -- people here can drink morning tea for a day! Starting from 6 o'clock in the morning, there are old men and old ladies who come back from morning exercise to support the morning tea market; at 9 o'clock in the morning and 10 o'clock in the morning, when the business is discussed, a pot of tea and a few dim sum are eaten slowly and chatted slowly; at 12 o'clock in the afternoon, there will be office workers who take a lunch break to go to the tea house to change their tastes; in the afternoon, take a break, and in the evening, the night tea begins again......

Day by day, over and over again, a unique and warm tea culture is formed.

Pei Feiyan ignored Mr. Fu's questioning, laughed like a little fox and dragged him to the famous time-honored Lianxiang Building in the city.

"Lianxianglou's dim sum has regressed in recent years, but the porridge has maintained a high standard for decades. She told Fu Zhanhan softly.

Fu Xian was a little happy about his illness, so sick, he actually saw a surprisingly different side of the female man.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself, her character is simply a female man on the outside, and a little Lori on the inside.

The corners of the man's lips gradually rose with a playful smile, and he sat down cooperatively, waiting for Pei Feiyan to take care of a series of services such as pouring tea and pouring water and ordering food.

"Uncle, please drink tea. ”

A cup of tea, served by both hands, the little fingers holding the tea are pointed, and the palms and backs of the hands are slightly fleshy, as if the baby fat has not subsided, which is more appetizing than the white and fat barbecued pork buns on the table.

The man took the tea and took a sip elegantly: "You probably don't know that people with stomach pain are not suitable for drinking green tea?"

Pei Feiyan was embarrassed: "......"

Don't worry about the details......

She hurriedly held the barbecued pork bun, but the bun was still hot, and hurriedly blew: "That...... Eat steamed buns!"

His ink eyes were crooked, staring at her for a moment, and his smile was even stronger: "But I want to eat you more." ”

Pei Feiyan was embarrassed again: "......"

What should I do, why is Fu Zhanhan so different today......? She blushed!

After teasing her enough, Fu Zhanhan took the bun in a good mood and took a small bite. People with just a good stomach pain are not suitable for overeating, Pei Feiyan only allowed him to eat a bun, a small piece of pork ribs, and a bowl of soft and mellow-mouthed preserved egg and lean porridge that is said to be very stomach-nourishing, so he put it away and did not allow Fu Zhanhan to eat it.

"I didn't have enough ......"

Mr. Fu, who is high up, showed his aggrieved little eyes for the first time in his life.

"I still want to eat that. ”

Eyes on the tender and crispy Portuguese tart.

Pei Feiyan's heart flickered, and he almost relented and agreed to Fu Zhanhan's request. finally hardened his heart, picked up the Portuguese tart and stuffed it into his mouth: "No, this one is on fire, you can only watch me eat it." ”

In order to break his thoughts, she ate very quickly, swallowing two bites of three mouthfuls and almost choking herself.

Of course, there must be serious consequences for doing so. When he got into the car, Mr. Fu, who held a grudge, moved her to his lap, and began to gnaw at her delicate neck and cheese-like soft heart with full revenge.

"Hmm...... Aren't you sick?" the girl became the prey of the man, and several times the resistance was ineffective, but she exhausted her energy, and he could only sit on him with her legs apart and unable to move.

Fu Zhanhan said lightly: "I'm cured, my appetite is very good now." ”

He kissed the girl's lips wantonly, exploring the sweet pink lips that she had only visited alone, and the hunger caused by not having enough food was only now satisfied.

However, it is not enough......

The girl's eyes were watery, and there was only a little left of her sense: "It's still in the car, can you go back and come back?"

She was almost pleading......

Originally, Fu Zhanhan was going to go to the company in the afternoon, but now, of course...... Changed your mind......

……

The car turned a corner and rushed into the underground garage of the garden like a cannonball.

"President, there is an important meeting ...... in the afternoon"

Fu Zhanhan waved his hand indifferently: "I have more important matters to discuss with my wife." Inform Zou Tezhu that the meeting will be rescheduled. ”

Xiao Chen's driver agreed.

Glancing suspiciously at the back seat, the wife was sitting next to the president, very close to each other, her face and eyes were red. Knowing that something big had happened in his wife's house today, Xiao Chen suddenly turned his head with a weak heart. The president spoiled his wife as if he was holding it in the palm of his hand, and now his wife is crying, and he doesn't know how to appease him next.

He quickly got out of the car and left.

Fu Zhanhan took Pei Feiyan's hand and said, "Get out of the car." ”

The girl moved out of the car very slowly, and her feet were unnaturally flipped out. It almost takes a man to support his weight to get off the station. The man's eyes were bent into crescents, and he looked pleasant: "Haven't started yet......"

Pei Feiyan lowered his head, and his face became more and more red.

Fu Zhanhan leisurely put his hand in his trouser pocket, and he made such a casual movement that looked terrible.

The girl, who was less than a foot behind him, suddenly snorted and bent down. The man turned around and looked at her: "You have to walk back to have it." ”

"Hmm......" Pei Feiyan's brows were about to wring out water, holding on to the car door, looking painful.

The soft sound of the waves, accompanied by a small stream of water arrows, a small oval object that slid out of her skirt -

She blushed even more with shame, and lowered her head in embarrassment, if there was a crack in the ground she would surely get into.

"Who allowed you to squeeze it out?" Fu Zhanhan's face was not good-looking, "After eating my food, no one dares to be so bold." ”

Hmph, isn't it for his good that she eats the Portuguese tart? Why does he stuff this kind of thing in to punish himself? Pei Feiyan was full of unconvinced, but she was powerless to refuse, and the guilt and pleasure alternately occupied her heart, becoming a doll at the mercy of Fu Zhanhan.

Fu Zhanhan bent down to pick up the small toy that was still in the highest gear, the slippery and greasy feel wet the man's slender fingers, he disliked: "If it's dirty, you can't put it back." ”

"Please, don't put it in again!"

In the car just now, that thing kept shaking and was about to drive her crazy!

She didn't know when Fu Zhanhan carried this kind of thing with her, a little egg, and became the devil who tortured her-

The girl stared at the man like a rabbit with red eyes, and her pitiful little expression did not arouse much sympathy in him.

Men who can't eat enough are very angry.

Strange to say, he has little appetite due to years of stomach problems, but since he met her, he has become more and more comfortable day by day, and his appetite has improved. Of course, the "appetite" in that regard is also getting bigger and bigger than eating......

Maybe this girl really has a different taste.

She trembled, and the hope in the man's heart was aroused. He confined her to the car door with one hand, and his handsome face was full of strange smiles, which were bloodthirsty and crazy, which she provoked—