The breeze is intoxicating, and the interior is warmly colored by the soft light.

Fu Tingchuan said again: "Your hand is injured, let's go out to eat." ”

He smiled, but his tone was very tough: "You can't refuse." ”

Song Nana glanced back at the ingredients she had processed, and hesitated: "But I ...... it"

"No, yes." Fu Tingchuan stepped forward and put all these ingredients in the refrigerator, and the pitch-black pupils fell on Song Nana, "Let's go." ”

Song Nana pursed her lips a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but bend her eyes.

Her pupils are amber, round like cat pupils, and her yin is delicate and beautiful, but her personality is soft and fluffy, without the slightest aggression.

When you laugh, you will see two delicate tiger teeth, tender and weak.

Compared with Fu Tingchuan, it is like a little milk cat that has not been born for a long time.

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The car slowly stopped at a restaurant, and as soon as it stopped, someone came over to help Fu Tingchuan open the door.

Song Nanai unbuckled her seat belt, and saw Fu Tingchuan standing on her side, his hand on the top of the car door, still with a little anger between his eyebrows, but his face was much softer.

"Come down."

Song Nana nodded and smiled a little embarrassedly.

After getting out of the car, Fu Tingchuan stood beside Song Nanai, "You are just sick, you can order a few light medicinal foods later." ”

This restaurant was opened by a friend he knew, specializing in all kinds of medicinal foods, and the taste was not bad, and the lunch he ordered for Song Nanai at noon was also here.

However, the consumption here is sky-high.

The waiter took them to the box where Fu Tingchuan often went, and Song Nanai looked around with some curiosity, "It's so beautiful here." ”

"Like?"

Fu Tingchuan was looking down at the menu, and when he heard Song Nana's words, he smiled, "You can redecorate your room when you go back." ”

"No need." Song Nana hurriedly spoke, her face was a little red, and she quickly lowered her head and looked shy.

Fu Tingchuan smiled and didn't say anything more.

He handed the menu to the waiter, then poured Song Nana a glass of lemonade.

Song Nana took it and drank it in small sips with a teacup.

At this time, Fu Tingchuan's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, he looked down, and his face changed slightly.

The bottom of his eyes was instantly full of anger, and the smile overflowing from the corners of his lips was full of coldness.

"I'll go out and make a call," Fu Tingchuan said, "and you'll eat it first when the food comes up." ”

Song Nana nodded obediently.

But after Fu Tingchuan went out, the embarrassed smile on Song Nana's face instantly dissipated, she lowered her head and looked at the face reflected in the teacup, her cat-like round eyes glowed with cold light.

She reached for her phone, but came across a piece of paper that had been in her pocket for some time.

Song Nana's eyelashes fluttered, she looked at Chu Chi's signature on it, pulled the corners of her lips, and her expression looked even cooler.

You have to keep this signature.

Song Nana folded the note again and put it in her pocket, chuckling, Chu Chi is not a good thing.

Song Nana stretched out her hand and pinched her face, her appearance instantly became well-behaved again, and it didn't take long for the dishes to be served, Song Nana looked at the dishes in front of her, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

Fu Tingchuan hasn't come back yet.

Song Nana continued to look down at the lemonade in the teacup.

"Brother Fu."

At this time, a person pushed the door and walked in, with an undisguised smile on his face, but when he saw Song Nana sitting at the table, his footsteps suddenly stopped.