After sitting down in the box, Song Nian was worried that he was not used to being here, so he asked over and over again.

"Mr. Fu, the environment here must not be compared with a big hotel. But the taste of its home is super delicious, and you will fall in love with it once you eat it. ”

"But if you don't feel comfortable, we can change places."

Originally, she invited him to dinner, so she didn't have to settle for her.

Seeing her happy appearance, the corners of Fu Xiao's mouth rose slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It's good, just eat here!" ”

As he spoke, he poured her a glass of lemonade.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Song Nian took a shallow sip of the cup, probably too sour, she couldn't help but shake her eyelashes, looking cute and delicate.

"I used to eat with my classmates a lot?" Fu Xiao saw that she didn't speak, so he tried to find a topic.

He wants to know all about her!

Song Nian shook his head, and his little face wrinkled instantly.

She propped her chin up, leaned in and said cautiously: "By the way, Mr. Fu, can you not let my father know about the hot pot when we come out to eat hot pot together?" ”

"Why?"

"I have a bad stomach, and my dad doesn't think the outside is very clean and won't let me eat it." Song Nian continued: "Mr. Fu, is it okay? ”

Fu Xiao narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed.

"Girl, why do I think you're using me as a shield?"

The little Jiujiu in his heart was suddenly exposed by Fu Xiao, Song Nian chuckled in his heart, and then laughed awkwardly: "Mr. Fu also said that he wanted to eat." ”

When the time came, Dad really wanted to blame, so she said that Mr. Fu wanted to eat.

Dad can't scold Mr. Fu, right?

"Well, I want to eat!"

Fu Xiao stared at Song Nian gently, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

Such a calm and warm relationship, but he couldn't ask for it in his previous life.

Don't say it's hot pot, let him eat knives without fear.

Song Nian ordered food and asked Fu Xiao's taste, and every detail was perfect.

She's really a very good, very good girl.

In his previous life, he was tortured by himself to look like that, and even committed suicide by cutting his wrists to escape from him.

Thinking of this, Fu Xiao only felt that his heart hurt terribly.

"Hum—"

He was in a melancholy when his phone rang suddenly.

Ah Jiu sent a text message: [Mr. Fu, you have bought the things you wanted, do you want to send them in now? ] 】

Fu Xiao: [Wait at the door!] 】

He put down his phone, and the boss just served the food.

Song Nian took the chopsticks and slowly threw them into the hot pot without success.

The smoke was thick, and the little girl was squeamish, and she was so smoked that she kept coughing.

Seeing this, Fu Xiao took the chopsticks in her hand and said in a low voice: "I'll come!" How can I let the little girl take care of me! ”

Song Nian's cheeks were slightly red, and he sat back obediently.

She felt that this Mr. Fu had no arrogance at all, was kind, caring, and approachable, not as unattainable as people said.

——

Obviously, she invited guests to dinner, but Fu Xiao didn't eat much, but she ate so happily.

After lunch, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Considering that Song Nian still had class at half past two, Fu Xiao convened the waiter to settle the bill.

"I'm coming!"

Song Nian immediately stood up, hurriedly took out his wallet from his schoolbag, took out the money and handed it to the waiter.

"Thank you!"

Fu Xiao didn't argue with her, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a meaningful smile.

"I'll treat you next time!"

Next time?

Song Nian was stunned for a moment, how could there be a next time?

After settling the account, Song Nian followed Fu Xiao and left the hot pot restaurant.

As soon as I walked a few steps, I saw a man not far away carrying a puppy that had always been very cute.

The breed is like Hiromi, snow-white, and a small lump is shrunk in a man's arms.