This is the first time Fu Qingyao has eaten with Song Yan, and before the dishes are completely up, she has already been shocked by her dirt buns.

But when two people eat, seven or eight dishes have already been served.

It's enough for their family to eat all day.

What vegetarian bird's nest, Buddha jumping over the wall, duck tofu soup, bamboo roll small steamed buns, Ruyi skewers, sheep black barbecued pork lamb tripe plate, etc., there are some small dishes that Fu Qingyao can't name, and there are four dishes of small snacks and four dishes of dried fruits.

No wonder you have to have such a long table, and if the table is too small, you can't fit so many dishes!

The two were far away from each other, and a soft-looking waiter stood aside, serving the two of them to eat.

Such a high-end enjoyment is the most high-end hotel private dish in the previous life, and it will not do so.

The first time she was served to eat, Fu Qingyao couldn't tell what it was like.

Looking at Song Yan's calm appearance on the other side, it seems that the same is true of Song Zhai.

Yes, I heard Song Jingtian say that the people who serve in their house have been passed down from generation to generation, and it is impossible for outsiders to enter the Song house.

The hereditary slavery system, although there is no such thing as a deed of sale, but such a system. It is not only the body that locks in, but also the soul.

I am still not used to eating by myself, and someone is watching from the sidelines, and the meal is tasteless, even if the dish is mixed with the queen mother's peach, it has no taste when eaten.

After the waiter cleaned up the meal and served the refreshments, Song Yan spoke: "It's almost the New Year, I will be very busy in a while, if there is anything, you can go directly to Ah San, and he will help you deal with it." ”

……

I don't know what Lu Dao said. Fu Qingyao remained silent.

"Returning to your hometown for the New Year?" According to the information, they have the custom of returning to their hometown to worship their ancestors in the New Year.

"Hmm."

"Forget it this time, don't appear on the screen again in the future. What does a girl do when she shows her head? Thinking that Fu Qingyao's beautiful side might be seen by all the men in the country, Song Yan's eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

Fu Qingyao only thought it was funny. Directly ignored his words, "Is there anything else, it's late, I'm going home." ”

Song Yan is still very satisfied with her habit of not liking to play around and loving to stay at home.

Got up and put on his coat, "I'll send you back." ”

"No, I'll drive out."

Song Yan didn't answer, just looked at her quietly. The handsome and unruly side face is a pair of eyes with a cold light, and the lines of the jaw are hard and distinct.

Indifference is moving.

For a moment, Fu Qingyao felt that the man in front of her was very cute.

Like the Scottish Shepherd, who has a fierce appearance but a very docile personality, there is a rush that makes people want to smooth their hair. Move.

Not wanting to argue over this trivial matter, Fu Qingyao nodded.

There was nothing to say all the way, the car stopped by the pool in the community, and Song Yan said: "The car has been put in the parking lot for you." ”

Knowing that he had this magical power, Fu Qingyao nodded, "Hmm." I'll go up first, be careful on your way. "I opened the car door, and I was about to get out of the car when I was caught by the wrist.

"You are not allowed to act in the future. Do you hear that? ”

Waving his hand, Fu Qingyao frowned, "This is my freedom." ”

"If you insist on making a show. Then there is no need for an agreement between us. ”

The play is just a thing where thousands of people ride and ten thousand people lie down.

Fu Qingyao narrowed her eyes. This is a threat to her.

The handsome face in front of him no longer has the feeling of being amazing at first sight. But there was a kind of excitement of meeting an opponent in chess.

Between men and women, either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind, and it is like dancing and fighting.

A rich and powerful man is really ...... Annoying!

Fu Qingyao shrugged, "If the Tang family is willing to accept my existence, I don't care." ”

Glancing at Song Yan's cold face, he leaned into his ear and sneered: "If the Song family is willing to be the most optimistic about Lu's grandson, there is such a drama lover as me." Song Yan, I compromised with you, but I didn't want to make a big deal about it, but I didn't want to mess up my future life for a person like you. If you want to destroy it, then I will destroy you and the Song family. ”

Song Yan turned his face sideways, "It's up to you." ”

His voice was very cold, his tone was very clear, and his eyes did not change in the slightest, just stating a fact: Fu Qingyao couldn't do it.

"I admit, maybe I can't, maybe you can cover up the sky in the country and block all the news. But don't forget, this world is not your Song family, do you think I only learned Chinese? ”

"You can try."

Fu Qingyao resumed her usual smile and left a kiss at the base of his ear, "Of course I can try." ”

In the face of the sudden attack, Song Yan's face remained unchanged, but his ears moved slightly.

Fu Qingyao observed the nuances, there are two differences in her heart, generally only when the mind is shaken greatly, the body will not be controlled by the central nervous system of the brain.

didn't have time to think about it, Fu Qingyao came to him, the distance between the two was only one centimeter, and his breath was slightly exhaled, like an orchid like mist, "Song Yan, we are equal, don't try to control me, and don't think that everything will be under your control." ”

"Even if you own the world, you will never be able to control people's hearts."

Fu Qingyao left, but Song Yan was like a stone lion, sitting in the car, not making a sound or moving.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand, touched the ear that had been kissed by Fu Qingyao, and turned his face out of the window.

"Drive."

When I got home, I received a call from Zhou Qizhi and made an appointment to meet tomorrow.

Throwing the phone on the sofa and falling on the bed, Fu Qingyao clutched her chest tightly.

It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable to see the feeling of not being able to eat delicious fresh meat.

Men and women in the entertainment industry are indeed taboo in this regard, as long as they look at the right eye, they can spend the night together.

But in the face of a superb high-quality man like Song Yan, who has been rare for hundreds of years, not only can he not start, but he also has to push out of the door, which is like digging out his heart and liver, which is really sad!

Every time we meet, it's a sweet torture.

But thinking of the consequences of being with Song Yan, Fu Qingyao's heart was ready to move. Immediately wilted.

If they are really together, she can only guard that side of the wall forever. Be a lover who can't see the light.

Song Yan is currently showing possessiveness towards her, although only a few points. But it's already amazing.

People like him, I haven't seen anything, how can I let go of what I have in hand.

Fu Qingyao would not be naïve enough to expect him to be bored with himself on the day, rather than this, it is better to refuse from the beginning.

Besides, she couldn't guarantee that she really wouldn't fall in love with a man like him.

After all, every pore of his exudes this natural attraction to her.

If she were a man, I am afraid that she would have already attacked such a woman who attracted her.

Push yourself and others. Such a man is better to stay away and be a friend.

I lay in bed for nearly an hour, and my heart was sassy. The movement slowed down slightly.

After taking a bath, I found that I was still very restless, so I made myself a cup of coffee, turned on the computer, and started to code words.

When you are thinking cranky, put your mood into your work. Love and work, there must always be a proud.

Therefore, on this day, the night owl children's shoes who were waiting in front of the computer for the update of "Zhen Huan" were pleasantly surprised. For a whole night, every two hours, Yao Da would update a chapter. Hang people's appetite and desire to see. No, I can't.

The actual situation is that the manuscript of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" has all been stored on the computer. Her manuscript in the deposit box was set to be updated every two hours, purely because she couldn't sleep with me. Nor can you sleep with the thought of sleeping.

Fu Qingyao felt that she was evil. Evil.

Now, she is desperately writing the last book in the "Condor Shooting" trilogy, "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", on the computer, and has already written the ending part.

So at one o'clock in the morning, Fu Qingyao typed the last word, saved the document, and then in Wei. Bo wrote: Long nights, no intention to sleep, found a good book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on the Chinese network, really good, recommended ~

So, those loyal fans of night owls and Qingyao went to read the article.

You have to know that this is Fu Qingyao. The first book recommended by Bo.

After advertising his trumpet, stretching his waist, and getting some supper, Fu Qingyao opened a new document and wrote "Dragon Babu".

She came softly alone, walked quietly, and did not take away a cloud, slightly. Bo underneath exploded.

"Yao Da recommended it, you must see it."

"What kind of book does Yao Da recommend?"

"It looks like martial arts."

"Martial arts, I like it."

"The top one, I found this book at the starting point a few days ago, it's really good, I finished reading it in two days, but it's not enjoyable, it's not enjoyable, it's a martial arts novel with a lot of positive energy. But I'm glad that I'm the same as Yaoda's favorite book, I really like it~"

"Hurry up and watch, go and see it immediately."

"This post will be popular, Liu Ming in the front row."

Turning the words in his mind into lead words on the computer, the results of one night were still amazing, looking at the neat and tidy documents, Fu Qingyao felt a sense of accomplishment.

Then, she received a call from Mo Keyan.

"You're not done with it, if you want to send it, send it all at once, let me watch it and sleep. Nima is one chapter at a time, updated every two hours, and the pit people. ”

"I can't sleep, why can you sleep so sweetly." Fu Qingyao was cheeky, "I just let you accompany me." ”

"You're shameless." Mo Keyan gritted her teeth, "Hurry up and finish it all at once, I'm going to sleep, I'm really sleepy." ”

Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock in the morning, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I only set it to four o'clock in the morning, and it was just the last chapter that was automatically updated, hehe." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

I washed my face briefly, fell asleep on the bed.

I had a good night's sleep and woke up at twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

The old couple of the Fu family went to the bookstore, Fu Xiong was about to take the final exam, and he was very busy during this time, and he didn't go home much on weekends. I left food in the kitchen, simply heated it in the microwave, and after eating, the whole person was still a little groggy.

Standing on the balcony and rubbing my temples, I felt better.

When I used to act, I didn't sleep all night and was very energetic, but now I can't stand it when I stay up all night, and my body is really more delicate than before.

After eating, I walked around the lake and took a nap, and then drove slowly to the agreed place. (To be continued......)