Anne said casually, Shen Che was her benefactor and her friend, and her answer was correct.

"Friends?" Mu Xingfeng frowned slightly.

Just as the waiter came up with wontons, Anne helped bring a bowl of wontons from the tray and put it in front of Mu Xingfeng, and then brought down her own bowl.

"Have you tried to eat wontons?" Anne shifted the subject, took the fried chili peppers from the table, scooped up a small spoonful, and put it into her wonton soup.

"Let me tell you, put chili peppers in the wontons, and then serve them with fried dough sticks, so that it tastes not only delicious, but also not too greasy, do you want to try it?"

"Do you like spicy food?" Mu Xingfeng looked at the wontons with a layer of chili peppers floating in front of Anne, his eyes flashed with inexplicable emotion, and asked.

"Well, I like it, especially when I'm in a bad mood, it's very enjoyable to eat spicy." Anne held up the chili pot, "Would you like to try it some?" ”

Mu Xingfeng's eyes were dark, and he finally nodded, "Let's have a spoonful." ”

He hadn't tasted chili peppers in a long time.

Anne put a small spoonful on him, "Is that okay?" Would you like to have some more? ”

"No need, that's fine, thank you."

It's been a long time since I've eaten with anyone else like this, and no one has taken care of his feelings like this, and this feeling is good for déjà vu.

A bowl of wontons, a hemp ball, I don't know if it's spicy or hot, Anne's little face is flushed, and fine sweat is oozing from the corners of her forehead.

After eating, he looked at the remaining fritter and Mu Xingfeng, who had already put down his chopsticks, "You don't eat it?" Both of these fritters are bought for you. ”

Her meal is not large, and a bowl of wontons is enough for her to eat.

"I've already eaten," Mu Xingfeng had always eaten quickly, and he had finished eating Anne when he had just eaten half a bowl of wontons.

He doesn't have high-intensity training now, and the amount of food he eats has decreased a lot.

"Oh, well, I thought you men ate a lot," Anne looked at the rest of the fritters and wrinkled her little face, "It's a shame to waste, I'll eat it." ”

In this way, Mu Xingfeng watched her eat a fritter again.

In the past, he never understood women's requirements for food, and his little daughter-in-law was a foodie, and every time she saw something she liked to eat, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, so that her little face was a little baby fat at that time.

Now An Ran at home has become picky about eating, and she doesn't even eat her favorite fritters before, refusing all high-oil, high-sugar, and high-calorie, saying that she wants to keep in shape.

It is understandable that women love beauty, but at this time, Mu Xingfeng saw that Anne had eaten enough and added another fritter, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you afraid of eating too much and gaining weight?" ”

Anne hadn't finished chewing on what was in her mouth, and her cheeks were bulging like a little squirrel.

Hearing Mu Xingfeng's words, he nodded, "I'm afraid, but I think it's very hard for the farmer uncle to grow food, and if we have the leftover, it will definitely be thrown away, which is more shameful than getting fat, so I can only sacrifice myself." ”

Seeing that she licked the corners of her lips unfinished speaking, Mu Xingfeng snorted coldly in his heart, it was strange to believe her.

After eating, Mu Xingfeng took out his wallet and was about to pay, but was pulled by the little woman behind him, "I said big president, you really didn't come out for breakfast?" ”

Mu Xingfeng raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"This kind of breakfast stall is all about paying first and then eating," Anne believed that this was the first time Mu Xingfeng had come out to eat breakfast on the side of the road.

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