Subconsciously, Lin Nuan felt that Fu Huai'an was a very picky person, and where he could "deign" to him, at least the food should not be unpalatable.

However, when Fu Huaian parked the car in front of the top luxury apartment in Haicheng, Genting Apartment, Lin Nuan's hand holding the seat belt suddenly tightened, although he tried his best to stay calm, his eyes still looked like he was facing a great enemy.

The security guard at the door of Genting Apartment had already come over, opened the car door for Fu Huaian and Lin Nuan, and called respectfully: "Mr. Fu!" ”

"Didn't you mean, go to dinner?!" Lin Nuan's clear and clean eyes looked at Fu Huai'an.

"Yes, upstairs." Fu Huai'an unbuckled his seat belt, took the cigarette case and lighter, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Lin Nuan guessed what kind of private dish it was, and also got out of the car together.

Entering the richly decorated elevator, Lin Nuan did not see the elevator floor buttons, and after Fu Huaian entered his fingerprint, the elevator rose steadily.

In the closed elevator, the narrow space and the golden elevator wall reflecting the human figure make Lin warm like a drum, here...... Could it be Fu Huai'an's private apartment?!

In fact, Lin Nuan had this consciousness just now, but he subconsciously made excuses for coming in with Fu Huai'an.

Standing with Fu Huai'an like this, I always felt as if I had been brought into the pit by Fu Huai'an in hindsight.

Neither of them spoke, as if there was a faint embarrassment lingering.

Seeing Fu Huai'an's suit open and her hands in her pockets standing beside her, she finally asked, "Is there a particularly famous chef here?!" ”

Fu Huai'an's deep eyes looked at Lin Nuan, who was dressed beautifully in the elevator wall, and opened his mouth slowly: "It's not famous, there are very few people who have tasted his craftsmanship, and the things he makes can barely be eaten." ”

What kind of strange conclusion is this?!

"W-"

As soon as the elevator doors open, you will find the interior of the luxurious and spacious duplex apartment on the top floor.

Fu Huaian got out of the elevator first, changed the slippers at the entrance, and calmly took off his blazer while saying to Lin Nuan: "There are new slippers in the shoe cabinet." ”

This posture ......

"This can't be your place to live, is it?! You say chef...... Is it yourself?! ”

Fu Huai'an looked at Lin Nuan's clear eyes, the corners of his lips were hooked, and there was a vague smile between his eyebrows: "No one will disturb ...... here."

Fu Huai'an's words made Lin Nuan blush, and his heart became alert.

Thinking of being interrupted by Tang Zheng in Fu Huai'an's villa, Lin Nuan looked at Fu Huai'an in annoyance, and couldn't help but take a step back: "What do you mean by bringing me here?!" ”

"Didn't you say you didn't know what to eat?!" Fu Huaian took out a cigarette case and a lighter, bit a cigarette, threw the suit on the sofa, lit the cigarette, removed it from the corner of his lips, and put one hand in his pocket, "I'm not satisfied with cooking?!" ”

Seeing Lin Nuan standing in place with an embarrassed expression, he bit his cigarette, took off the needle on the cuff of his shirt, untied the steel watch bracelet, rested on the small corner table casually, rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

Probably thinking that Fu Huai'an would not care if he left himself here, Lin Nuan turned around and wanted to leave, but he looked at the elevator, there was no button to go downstairs, only a fingerprint recognition system.

Want to go...... Lin Nuan couldn't leave.

Fu Huai'an's calm and light appearance made Lin Nuan make a big fuss.

Hearing the sound of the refrigerator door closing from the kitchen, she bit her lip, took out her slippers from the shoe cabinet and changed them, and walked inside.