"Apologize!" Jiang Tian raised his willow eyebrows lightly, "I can't be gentle with people who play scheming with me!" ”

The feast was-for-tat, "If you want to be a mother to your child, you have to be honest with me!" ”

Even if it is the maid around him, he has to find out the details, not to mention that she is his son's mother.

Jiang Tian hooked his lips and tilted his head slightly to get closer to his eyes.

"So...... Is Mr. Sheng honest with me?! ”

Outside the door.

The butler walked over lightly, walked to the door of the study, and turned his face to see this scene.

A man and a woman are staring into each other's eyes across the table, face to face.

That gesture seems to be going to be kissed at any time.

The butler was stunned in embarrassment, and turned around to slip away.

Sensing his presence, Feast straightened up.

"Come in!"

Knowing that someone had come in, Jiang Tian also stood up straight and took an aggressive posture.

The housekeeper saw it in his eyes, and only regarded everything as if the two were embarrassed to be bumped into intimacy, and he was busy hanging his face.

"Young Master, Miss Jiang, please come to the terrace for dinner?!"

Just talking to Jiang Tian, the feast didn't pay too much attention to the housekeeper's thoughts.

Hearing the word terrace, the feast raises an eyebrow.

What the hell is this guy doing?!

Now that the matter has been clarified, Jiang Tian feels that it is necessary to have a good talk with the other party about his son.

Under the guidance of the butler to the terrace, the feast also stepped to follow, and he was also ready to make an appointment with her about his son.

See the grill and wine on the terrace, the tea wax swaying in the glass......

Only then did Feast realize that he had underestimated his men.

These fools always have the ability to make the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.

"Two, please use it slowly!"

The butler stepped aside, noticing the displeasure on the face of the feast, only to think that the other party disliked the dinner was too simple, and hung his face apologetically.

[Butler's voice: Young master, the time is too short and too hasty, we have really tried our best! 】

Not daring to look at the other party's eyes, the housekeeper quickly slipped away.

"Since Mr. Sheng wants me to be honest, then I'll be honest." Jiang Tian walked to the grill, sat down lazily on the chair, stretched out his fingers and flicked the ribbon on the table, "In the future, Mr. Sheng doesn't need to waste time and energy on me, I have no intention of falling in love, and I don't have the idea of compromising because of my son!" ”

Feast sat across from her, pinching the meat from the plate and placing it on the grill, in the same forceful mockery as she did.

"Then I'll be honest with Miss Jiang, I have no intention of marrying any woman, even if you are my son's own mother!"

"Good!" Jiang Tianwaner, "So I don't have to worry, you will find my son a stepmother who I hate!" ”

"That's right!" Feast shrugged his shoulders, "I don't have to worry either, you're going to find my son a stepdad who makes me sick!" ”

Taking the porcelain bottle containing rice wine on the table, he raised his hand to fill two cups, picked up one of them and stretched it out to her.

"A word?"

Jiang Tian raised his hand to hold the cup and touched him gently.

"It's a deal!"

The two of them brought the wine to their lips at the same time, drank it all, and did not forget to show the bottom of the glass to each other.

The meat was put on the grill at the feast, and Jiang Tian took the seasoning and sprinkled it evenly on the meat.

Seeing that the piece of meat in the middle of the shelf was already ripe, the two of them invariably reached over the chopsticks and sandwiched the end of the piece of meat.

Look at each other, no one has budged.

"I put the meat!"

"I put the seasoning!"

"I am the master!"

"I'm a woman!" Jiang Tian snatched the meat from under his chopsticks, and smiled as he held his booty, "Women don't like to be reasonable!" ”

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It's been a long time since I've canvassed, and to prove that I'm also a competent author, well...... Canvassing (crossed waist, shouting)