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Finally finished the lengthy recording work, and Nan Shu breathed a long sigh of relief. Yu Ming brought a cup of flower tea and handed it to her, "Beauty, do you have time to have a meal with your master at night?" ”

Nan Shu took his flower tea and squinted at him: "Who did you learn this dead look from?" ”

Yu Ming's eyebrows fluttered with excitement: "How is it?" Is there any suave spirit of a merry boy? ”

Nan Shu packed up her things and smiled, "I'll give you a word!" ”

Yu Ming leaned on the table and looked up at her: "What are you talking about?" ”

Nan Shu packed things and looked into his eyes word by word: "Pig's nose is inserted into green onions." ”

"Pig's nose with onions?" Yu Ming was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

Nan Shu smiled lightly and said nothing, but Yu Ming understood, and suddenly realized: "You and I pretend to be elephants, Nanshu, Nanshu, you are so ruthless......"

Nan Shu took two more sips of water before saying, "Do you have a date today?" ”

"You're dating me?" Yu Ming asked with a hippie smile.

Nan Shu smiled and said, "Yes, but you are so busy with the eldest prince, I'm afraid it will delay you......"

"No, no, no!" Yu Ming hurriedly waved his hand and snatched the bag from Nanshu's hand, "For you, I have time." ”

"And what about your followers?" Nanshu asked.

Yu Ming snorted: "To hell with them!" ”

Nan Shu smiled and walked outside, Yu Ming hurriedly followed Nan Shu while taking his coat, Nan Shu turned his head to look at him: "I'm sorry to take your hitchhike home every day, I'll invite you to dinner today, right?" ”

"Okay!" Yu Ming immediately smiled, "It's just the two of us, I don't want to eat with that classmate Fang in your family, the light bulb is too bright......

"Who's the light bulb?" Nanshu got on the elevator and asked.

"Fang Minhao," Yu Ming took it for granted, "If he hadn't been there, Nanshu, you would have been my girlfriend a long time ago......"

Nan Shu couldn't help but want to laugh, "Fang Minhao is my boyfriend, don't let you do this." ”

Yu Ming pouted: "I don't believe it, anyway, I won't die if I don't see you two getting married!" ”

Nan Shu shook her head helplessly, but Misu stopped her when the two passed through the hall, "Nan Shu! ”

"Haven't you gotten off work yet?" Nanshu looked at the time, "It's already here." ”

Misu took out a bouquet of pink roses from below and handed it to Nanshu, "Your fan sent it, it's still a handsome guy, I originally wanted to send it to you upstairs, but I didn't go up after thinking that you should finish recording." ”

Yu Ming tilted his head and looked at the large bouquet of roses, and was a little puzzled: "I usually send roses, but it's really rare to see roses." ”

Rose is her favorite flower, as the anchor of Yinyue Channel, she usually has a lot of fans, and often receives gifts and flowers, but this is the first time she has received a rose, the person who sent the flowers is obviously very clear about her preferences, Nan Shu took the bouquet and saw that the card above said "Precious you" and her heart suddenly jumped, is it him?

"Nanshu, I'll go first! Bye! Misu waved her hand, picked up her backpack and left.

Yu Ming waved goodbye to her, and when he turned around, he saw that Nan Shu was still distracted, so he touched her arm, "What's wrong?" ”

Nanshu shook her head, "Roses are my favorite flowers. ”

"Huh?" Yu Ming was surprised, "So it's still sent by an acquaintance?" Strange fans don't know what flowers you like? You haven't been on any shows, it can't be sent by your family Fang Minhao, right? ”

It won't be Fang Minhao, although Fang Minhao often sends roses to her, but every time she hands them over to her, she doesn't write these inexplicable words, this person who sent flowers is someone she knows, but who is this person? Nanshu couldn't guess.

"It turns out that Nanshu likes roses, Christmas is coming, I'll give you roses too, right?" Yu Ming was full of interest.

Nanshu took a deep breath, "Let's go, please eat." ”

Yu Ming saw her thoughtfully holding Rose and walking out of the hall, so he hurriedly chased after her.

The winter night came very early, Fang Minhao followed Park Seungjun to choose a restaurant and sat down, watched Park Seungjun finish the meal, and the waiter left, then put his eyes on the glass window.

Park Seung-joon chose a Western-style restaurant called "onthemoon", the owner is a local Australian, the decoration of the store is also very emotional, elegant and romantic classical music flows slowly, the candlelight on the table with the warm lamp on the head gives people a very warm atmosphere, they chose the position by the window, Park Seung-joon originally planned to eat on the terrace, but he couldn't stand the strong opposition of Fang Minhao and had to change to indoor dining.

Originally, it is more romantic to eat on the terrace, the evening breeze is blowing, the lights are blurry and neon, overlooking the sparkling Huangpu River in front of you and the traffic on Zhongshan Road on the Bund at your feet, you can also see the lanterns of the Oriental Pearl not far away, as well as the charming night view of Shanghai, but now it is winter after all, and eating in the cold wind in the winter is not to freeze into the rhythm of a dog?

Park Seung-joon's slow voice came from his ears: "There are a few signature dishes in this restaurant that taste good, you can try them later." ”

Fang Minhao snorted contemptuously: "The signature dish is known to the whole Shanghai, do you think our magazine will be saved by using this as a theme?" ”

Park Seungjun shook his head and took off his coat, chuckling: "Today, their boss will cook it himself, and there will be new dishes for us to eat." ”

Although he was extremely reluctant to eat with Park Seung-joon, Fang Minhao had to admit that this restaurant was really well chosen, the decoration was literary and romantic, comfortable and resourceful, the lighting was just right soft, and even the music flowing in the air had a bit of romantic and elegant atmosphere. I thought that I could bring Nanshu to try it another day, and she would definitely like the atmosphere.

"Minhao, you don't seem to want to eat with me." Park Seung-joon said suddenly.

His sentence is a declarative sentence, but people can't hear any emotion, Fang Minhao retracted his eyes and looked around at Park Chengjun, he took off his coat and only wore a khaki turtleneck, his ten fingers crossed on his chin, his usual Yan Sù stereotyped face also had a little soft light because of the warm lamp on his head, he didn't wear glasses, so he looked at Fang Minhao quietly with brown eyes, Fang Minhao originally wanted to laugh and gag, But for some reason, his body stiffened uncontrollably as he watched him look at him, and he couldn't laugh at all.

The waiter began to come over and politely serve the food in English, Park Seungjun spread his hands and motioned for them to spread the dishes, and Fang Minhao's nervous heart slowly fell.

"This salmon dish tastes good, you can taste it." Park Seung-joon.

The waiter served the food, reported the name of the dish in English and Chinese, and then lit up the red wine for them, and then politely bowed and left.

Fang Minhao looked at him suspiciously: "How did you know about this place?" ”

"I used to go to university in Shanghai, and when I was in college, I had a lot of free time, and I liked to wander around the streets, so I would look up some guides on the Internet, and I also saw this place on the Internet, and I came to it a few times." Park Seung-joon raised his red wine glass as he said this.

Fang Minhao hooked his lips and smiled disdainfully, "This is also within the scope of work?" ”

"Of course, food has to be paired with good wine to taste." Park Seung-joon lightly.

Fang Minhao raised his eyebrows, picked up his wine glass and touched him, and then took two sips, Park Seungjun observed his reaction, "How is it?" ”

"It tastes good, it's a good wine." Fang Minhao smacked his tongue.

"It's an Australian wine, the name and the year include all the dishes tonight, I'll make them a list, now all you have to do is taste the delicious flavors on your tongue." Park Seung-joon.

"Black mushroom foie gras, crispy turbot filet with salmon caviar, cheese baked pasta......" Park Seungjun suddenly paused and looked up at Fang Minhao, "Are you listening?" ”

Fang Minhao didn't answer him, his eyes stared straight to the left front, where there were two men, one tall and straight, the other handsome, both wearing Givenchy black coats, one tall and one short, walking towards them.

Park Seungjun followed Fang Minhao's gaze, only to see two strange figures walking over, obviously they were both men, but for some reason they felt that they were a good match, and then looked at Fang Minhao's eyes and instantly understood.

Lei Rang and Zhuang Shaojun walked past Fang Minhao and Park Chengjun's positions one after another, Park Chengjun noticed that Fang Minhao hung his head, as if he didn't care about poking the salmon on the plate with a fork, but his eyelids kept hanging so that people couldn't guess his thoughts, Lei Rang naturally saw Fang Minhao, and also saw Fang Minhao's eyes drooping down quickly, his face was not shocked, but his heart was already flooded with turbulence, who was the man opposite him? Zhuang Shaojun didn't see Fang Minhao originally, but Lei Rang's reaction made him look at Fang Minhao twice, these two eyes made his heart completely cold, he just wanted to have a good meal with Lei Rang, why did he just run into him?

"The fish fillet is going to be smashed by you......" Park Seungjun said coldly.

Fang Minhao's hand holding the fork froze, and then shouted angrily: "If you want to take care of it, I like to eat broken food!" ”

Park Seung-joon shook his fork and looked at him for a long time: "Do you know them?" ”

"Who are you? I don't know what you're in? Fang Minhao coldly stuffed the slices of meat into his mouth.

Park Seung-joon smiled in a low voice: "Minhao, Minhao, it's really a headache for you to be like this......"

Fang Minhao stuffed a piece of salmon into his mouth, and raised his eyes to look at Park Seungjun, "Don't talk to me in this tone, you and I are just a working relationship, don't act like we know each other very well......"

"Aren't we acquainted?" Park Seung-joon asked him rhetorically.

Fang Minhao snorted, and ignored him while eating to himself.

"You have to remember that you're not eating, you're savoring the food, and if you're still not eating after you've eaten everything, then we'll continue to eat tomorrow." Park Seung-joon said calmly.

Fang Minhao's hand holding the fork froze in mid-air and slammed it on the table: "You are playing Lao Tzu, right?" ”

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