Asked by Zhan Xingchuan, his breath suddenly stagnated, and Diao Ranran realized that the man next to him seemed to doubt himself.

It's no wonder that she has been away from Zhonghai for five years and has only been back for two months. Although this is my hometown, Zhonghai is changing with each passing day, not to mention five years, even five months will make people suddenly sigh.

As he spoke, the two of them were already seated.

Diao Ranran pretended not to hear the suspicion hidden in Zhan Xingchuan Fangcai's question, and just sat quietly in the theater-style booth box, looking down at the transparent goblet in his hand.

"What's to eat? Or are you women always on a weight loss diet, and a plate of salad is enough?"

Zhan Xingchuan took the menu handed over by the waiter and asked with a smile.

She raised her face, smiled and raised her eyebrows, and without even looking at the recipe, she ordered familiarly: "I want a grilled silver cod, and Italian black jade sauce risotto, and dessert is Sydney lemon ice." The rest is up to the gentleman to decide. ”

Zhan Xingchuan was silent, and on the menu in his hand, as soon as he opened it, it was the signature dish of the store, which was impressively printed with "Grilled silver cod with vodka tomato sauce", but the woman opposite did not see it.

He lowered his head and laughed secretly, sure enough, he was too impatient, and he shouldn't have rashly tested her just now.

Diao Ranran looked at Zhan Xingchuan with his cheeks raised, and secretly said in his heart that it was a coincidence.

At the dinner table last night, Bai Novi inadvertently mentioned this lounge, saying that the cod here tastes very good, and the cuttlefish juice is fresh and refreshing, and shouts that Diao Chengxi must bring Diao Ranran to taste it when he has time.

She knew that Bai Nuowei was showing off to herself, and she was also hinting to herself, indicating that the relationship between her and Diao Chengxi had reached the point where there was nothing to talk about and nowhere to go.

Diao Ranran is now learning and selling, so she simply put her words to use.

Soon, Zhan Xingchuan also ordered his own portion, he seemed to have a good appetite, and ordered four or five dishes in one go, and the two of them must not be able to finish it.

"My mother told me not to be too stingy when asking girls for dinner. ”

He squeezed his eyes at Diao Ranran on the other side and laughed first.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, though she didn't think it was funny. However, that night, did I really agree to him in a daze, and in the face of his sudden marriage proposal, I planned to "consider it"?!

What to think about, her marriage with Qiao Sijie is almost a fact recognized by the two families, and now this Zhan Xingchuan has suddenly appeared, once it is known by the Qiao family, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

Diao Ranran frowned and thought deeply, but he didn't want to, his smile fell into Zhan Xingchuan's eyes.

What was she thinking? He was curious.

Unexpectedly, Diao Ranran took a deep breath and simply confessed: "Can you make me trust you?"

She looked him straight in the eye and asked softly. And he didn't have time to retract his searching gaze, and for a while, the four eyes were facing each other, and Zhan Xingchuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"It's a funny question, it's your choice to trust or not, but you actually asked me if I can or can. ”

In order to hide his embarrassment, he took a sip of lemonade, and when he put down the glass again, his face had returned to normal.

Diao Ranran has never felt that she will be so nervous, and it is funny to say, when it comes to dealing with the bohemian Qiao Yanne, she is at ease, even Qiao Yanne's brother Qiao Sijie, who is afraid of death, she has never felt how difficult the other party is, and even dares to twist the tiger's whiskers a little and tease it. This Zhan Xingchuan alone, from the first time they met, he was firmly controlled by him, and it was difficult to turn over.

"My words may sound a little fanciful, but believe me that every word I say is true. Zhan Xingchuan, I, lost, memory!"

Her hands clutched the burgundy tablecloth spread out on the table, and her eyes fell on the hundred flowers behind Zhan Xingchuan, not daring to look at him at all.