About an hour later, Zhang Jiaze closed the computer with a "snap" and said, "Let's go, let's eat!" ”

Only food and sex can not be disappointed. Since Zhang Jiaze and Song Yazhu have already lived up to the same, then the other thing will not live up to it again.

As soon as her husband said this, Song Yazhu also felt a little hungry, and began to respond to her husband's call to get up and tidy up her clothes and hairstyle.

Zhang Jiaze said to himself: "It's been almost a month, and I've never been to a restaurant to eat, so I'm going to have a big meal tonight!" ”

Twenty minutes later, the two walked side by side towards the hotel's western restaurant. In the Western restaurant, the two ordered classic dishes such as jazz steak, foie gras, roasted duck with oranges, caviar, etc., and specially asked for two glasses of French Bordeaux red wine, which can be described as extravagant. Zhang Jiaze also specially asked the waiter to light a red candle, which added a bit of romance.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Song Yazhu jokingly said: "Yo, it's so rich, won't you be able to afford it?" ”

Zhang Jiaze also knew that his wife was joking, and replied casually: "If you can't afford to pay the bill, you can only pay it back if you work here to make money." ”

As he spoke, the waiter brought the rest of the dishes as well.

While enjoying the food, the couple's previous stalemate was gradually eased, especially under the influence of red wine, and the interest of the two gradually returned to normal. Zhang Jiaze asked about his mother Huang Qiurong and daughter Zhang Yinuo, and Song Yazhu answered them one by one.

After drinking a glass of red wine, Zhang Jiaze felt that he was not satisfied, so he asked the waiter to add another glass.

After the second drink, the waiter asked the waiter to add another glass, until the whole bottle of red wine was gone.

A table of sumptuous Western food, coupled with a bottle of red wine, Zhang Jiaze's interest became high, and the unhappiness of the husband and wife before was swept away. Influenced by her husband, Song Yazhu's mood gradually rose.

More than an hour later, the two of them were full of wine and food, and when they paid the bill, Zhang Jiaze called the waiter, waved his pen, and signed his name on the receipt handed by the waiter, and the task of paying the bill was completed. Witnessing her husband's local tyrant behavior, Song Yazhu also got a little satisfaction in her heart. She said jokingly: "Yo, I didn't expect that screenwriter Zhang Da would really not have to pay for dinner now." ”

Zhang Jiaze grinned: "Of course. In two days, I will not have to pay for meals all over the country. ”

Song Yazhu also laughed: "Okay, then I'll follow you to eat all over China." ”

……

The two joked as they left the restaurant.

At the elevator entrance, Zhang Jiaze suddenly covered his stomach, his face was painful, and he said to his wife in embarrassment: "You...... You go up first...... I'm a little sick to my stomach...... I'll go downstairs and get some medicine......"

Song Yazhu took her husband's arm and said, "If you have an uncomfortable stomach, go back and rest first, and I'll buy you medicine." ”

Zhang Jiaze resolutely disagreed: "You can rest assured, it's not a big deal to buy some medicine, let me ...... Just do it...... I guess it is...... I ate too much at night and broke my stomach......"

Song Yazhu laughed out loud: "Can't you eat less?" ”

Zhang Jiaze said a little drunken and hazy: "I...... As soon as I see you...... Just eat and drink the sea......"

Song Yazhu said: "Hey, what kind of logic are you? Do you really want me to buy it? ”

"Ding Dong", the elevator door opened, Zhang Jiaze rushed into the elevator, turned back to his wife outside the elevator door and said: "You go back first, I'll be back in a while, ah, I'll be ...... in a while"