"Mingyue, come and try it, this steak is the most famous. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Pan Jicheng smiled and put a piece of tender beef into his mouth with a fork, chewing energetically.

Huang Mingyue didn't have much appetite at all, but she could only pick up a knife and fork.

This is a very famous western restaurant, decorated in a very atmospheric atmosphere, playing piano music that is not available if there is no piano. The men and women who dined around were all well-dressed, and even when they talked, they were soft-spoken.

Pan Jicheng put down the knife and fork, picked up the glass next to him, took a sip of water, and then looked at Huang Mingyue opposite with a smile.

Huang Mingyue felt an invisible oppression, she didn't dare to raise her eyes, for fear of meeting Pan Jicheng's affectionate eyes - she was not afraid that she would fall into Pan Jicheng's gentle trap again, but she was not in the mood to play this game of love with him at all.

Although Huang Mingyue was depressed, she could only concentrate on dealing with the piece of beef in front of her. Pan Jicheng is not like Liu Bo'an who has nothing to desire, he can be regarded as an expert in eating, drinking and having fun. Even in their previous life, after getting engaged to Huang Mingyue, the two flew to Japan for a spin in order to eat an authentic meal of Kobe beef.

Huang Mingyue didn't dare to make the knife and fork too easy, she deliberately clumsily forked the fork on the tender beef, the knife slid back and forth jerkyly, occasionally touching the white disk, making an unpleasant sharp friction sound.

Pan Jicheng admired Huang Mingyue's clumsiness, and saw that the roots of her back ears were slightly red because of embarrassment, which was a very novel feeling, and he forgot for a moment that he had approached Huang Mingyue for some purpose.

Pan Jicheng put down the glass, leaned over, and moved the plate in front of Huang Mingyue: "I'll help you." ”

Huang Mingyue was stunned for a moment, and before she came back to her senses, the knives and forks in her hands fell into Pan Jicheng's hands.

The ambiguous lights of the western restaurant fell obliquely, shining right on Pan Jicheng's side face. He is a young and handsome man who knows how to live and have fun. At this point, he tilted his head in a dashing manner, and neatly used his knife and fork to follow the direction of the beef texture and cut this fine steak into small pieces suitable for the mouth.

"Alright." Pan Jicheng very gentlemanly put the knife and fork back on both sides of the plate and pushed it in front of Huang Mingyue.

If it were another woman, she would have been moved by his thoughtfulness and affection, but unfortunately he was facing Huang Mingyue. Huang Mingyue looked at Pan Jicheng, who was greasy all over, and said "thank you" in confusion, and then lowered her head and started eating.

The beef is really good, both chewy and juicy. Huang Mingyue's tongue, which had been nourished by food in her previous life, quickly adapted to the taste of a high-end restaurant, and the suppressed resentment that began when she went out was alleviated by food.

"It's a shame." Pan Jicheng smiled, "The steak here is not always available, so I still went through the back door of the executive chef to order these four servings." Aunt and Anna were so out of luck. ”

Huang Mingyue picked up a piece of beef and just nodded.

Fools know that Pan Jicheng is a drunkard, and he doesn't mean to drink. He came to the Huang family's mansion near dusk and invited the family to dinner, but unfortunately Huang Yiqing was not interested in Western food, so he left Huang Mingchuan at home to chat with him while eating.

Huang Mingyue had to pretend to be ignorant and followed Pan Lizhen and Huang Anna out the door. Unexpectedly, stepping into this Western restaurant, as soon as the waiter delivered the menu, Pan Lizhen answered the phone and pulled Huang Anna out in a hurry.

No matter how dull Huang Mingyue is, she won't be dull to this extent.

This is obviously a bureau that Pan Jicheng asked Pan Lizhen to do, and it is too ugly to invite her alone, it is much better to have Pan Lizhen's mother and daughter to accompany her, and it is not a coincidence that she just needs to come to the bottom of the kettle to draw salary.

"Mingyue?" I don't know since when Pan Jicheng automatically reduced Mingyue's cousin to Mingyue.

Huang Mingyue didn't continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb, put down the knife and fork, and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Cousin." She felt disgusted by this title, but since she had a request from Pan Jicheng, she couldn't make enemies with him.

"Is the stuff here still to your taste?"

"It's delicious." That's true.

Pan Jicheng nodded with satisfaction and waved at the waiter. The well-trained waiter quickly cleaned the table and served dessert.

"Mingyue, try the cake here, it's also very authentic." Pan Jicheng was the first to pick up the silver spoon.

Huang Mingyue looked at the soufflé in front of her, she really couldn't raise any interest, she had always lacked interest in sweets.

Pan Jicheng will be wrong: "Mingyue, don't you also learn from Anna to lose weight and not eat sweets?" ”

Huang Mingyue had to take a shallow bite, and as soon as the soufflé came out of the oven, she had to eat it hot, otherwise the protein layer underneath would be dented.

Pan Jicheng's gaze was like a soft ruler gently gliding over Huang Mingyue's upper body, very satisfied with what he saw. Huang Mingyue's small black dress skirt outlines her graceful figure well.

Huang Mingyue felt sick in her heart, although she had been engaged to Pan Jicheng in her previous life and had a skin-to-skin relationship, but at this time, there was still a layer of goosebumps as far as his eyes could see.

"I'm done." Huang Mingyue decided to make a quick decision, and if she continued to rub against Pan Jicheng, she was afraid that she would show her stuff - because her dislike for a person from the bottom of her bones could not be concealed.

Pan Jicheng regarded this as the embarrassment of Huang Mingyue being alone with him, and couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

"It's still early."

"Let's go, I'm tired." Huang Mingyue hated Pan Jicheng's ruffian eyes, she must have been blind in her previous life.

"What are you afraid of, I won't eat you." Pan Jicheng leaned his head over and whispered ambiguously, his breath rushing to Huang Mingyue's face.

If Huang Mingyue hadn't begged him, the glass of lemonade in his hand would have been splashed on Pan Jicheng's face. Huang Mingyue could only imagine Pan Jicheng's hair dripping down to relieve her hatred.

He's so hungry. Thirsty? Or does it seem so easy to get started yourself?

Although she was spurned to death in her heart, Huang Mingyue didn't know how to react further. Pan Jicheng was throwing stones to ask for directions, she was afraid that her reaction would not be fierce enough and that her reaction would be too intense.

Pan Jicheng leaned back in his chair comfortably, admiring the expression on Huang Mingyue's face. Angry? Angry? Shy? Stealing? The expressions he had received from other women's faces were not even seen on Huang Mingyue's faces.

Huang Mingyue seemed to be in a blank period of expression.

Pan Jicheng's heart moved, and he said, "Do you know how charming you are now?" ”

Is it tolerable or unbearable, and if she listens to it again, Huang Mingyue is afraid that the steak in her stomach will rush out of her throat. She quietly tugged at the white tablecloth.

It's a mess.

Huang Mingyue was very satisfied to see a glass of lemonade rushing towards Pan Jicheng's crotch impartially, and she was a little regretful that it was not hot water.

The skirt of her little black dress skirt was pasted with soufflé egg whites, exuding a slimy sweet fragrance.