"What do you want to drink?"

Shang Heng reminded on the side: "If your wisdom teeth are inflamed, don't drink ice and coffee, it's best to drink water." ”

If you can't drink ice, then what fun is there in life.

Song Wanyue went to see Duan Baiting in pain.

The latter had already called the waitress and asked her to serve her a glass of warm water.

Duan Baiting turned a blind eye to her pitiful eyes: "You are cold, even if your wisdom teeth are not inflamed, you will drink less ice." ”

Shang Heng gloated on the side, learning her tone: "Taught a lesson?" ”

Song Wanyue held Duan Baiting's arm and rested her head on it: "We call it husband and wife love." ”

She deliberately coquettishly lied to him, "Isn't it, husband?" ”

Duan Baiting is not good at this kind of scene, but he still nodded in cooperation.

Although it looks perfunctory, it is the biggest concession for him.

Thinking about it, I also thought that she was sick and uncomfortable today, so I followed her as much as possible.

Shang Heng was still watching from the sidelines.

When has you seen Duan Baiting look like this, not to mention being obedient to another person, at least three out of ten requests can be satisfied.

It's already very rare.

I heard Xi Yang say that he got married and married a squeamish southern wife.

He looks like he talks and gestures.

The whole is a squeamish lady who grew up in a honey pot.

If you don't go along with her, you will lose your temper and make a little temperament.

Shang Heng felt tired just listening to it.

I am tired for Duan Baiting, and I am also tired for the southern lady.

A cold-blooded and impatient.

A pampered one who always needs to be coaxed by others.

But looking at this scene today, it is somewhat intriguing.

Xi Yang was late, and he was a little dusty.

Dressed casually, his hair was scratched back at random, a bit like a hairstyle on the back, but a little messy.

There is a kind of lazy casualness when it looks.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, his eyes first resting on Song Wanyue, and greeted her: "Lucky, good morning." ”

Song Wanyue responded to him with a smile: "Good morning, um......"

He greeted him by his first name, and she wanted to do the same thing, but she was stuck in the title.

Duan Baiting reminded on the side: "Yang." ”

Song Wanyue smiled and added: "Yang." ”

Shang Heng narrowed his eyes: "Lucky? I don't think this name is so familiar, like I've heard it somewhere. ”

Song Wanyue was excited: "It's so common, it's strange if you're not familiar with it." ”

It was very common, but he always felt like he had heard it somewhere.

I couldn't think of it for a while, so I didn't take it to heart.

After a few idle words with Xi Yang, he had just returned from Boston, and he came here as soon as the plane landed.

"It just so happens that Little Lucky is here today, will I call Xiao Wei out later? Be her companion. Shang Heng proposed.

Xi Yang smiled and nodded: "I'll call her when she wakes up, if I have time." ”

Song Wanyue caught the word "micro" and probably guessed that it was Yunwei.

She asked Duan Baiting, "Are we going back later?" ”

Served early, they are all authentic local dishes.

Stir-fried liver, tofu brain, burnt rings and bean juice.

Duan Baiting was afraid that she would not be used to eating it, so he specially ordered a pea yellow for her.

The inflammation of her wisdom teeth caused a dry throat, and she kept drinking water, and the glass quickly bottomed out.

Duan Baiting called the waiter and asked for a pot of warm water alone, and when she was almost finished, she personally refilled it.

Xi Yang had already passed that stage of being stunned, and he was already surprised.

It was Shang Heng who felt that after this morning, his understanding of Duan Baiting for many years had been refreshed.

How could this man be so patient?

This person is so considerate at times?

In his dealings with others, Duan Baiting's interests always outweigh his personal feelings.

Vanity Fair has been in the middle, and the leaves do not stick to the body.

It's not that he's so clean, but in his eyes, feelings are the most useless thing.

It can be as it is today.

Song Wanyue pointed to the sugar pancake on the table next to her: "I want to eat that." ”

He reminded in a low voice: "Be careful not to eat." ”

"It's okay, I'll eat less." She grabbed his sleeve and shook it gently, whispering, "If you can't eat it, you'll have nightmares at night." ”

Who has nightmares about not being able to eat something.

Obviously deceiving words.

Duan Baiting still ordered one for her.

got what she wanted, she hugged him and said, "It's better for you~"

The voice is dominant, coupled with the habit of speaking since childhood, the end of the conversation will always be slightly raised.

As soon as she is coquettish, not to mention that Duan Baiting can't resist, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu has to make her a sugar pancake with his own hands.

Shang Heng took a sip of coffee, unbuttoned the front of his coat with one hand, and leaned against the back of the chair.

I understand why Duan Baiting let go of his mouth to marry this arrogant eldest lady.

It's a little done, but it's really beautiful.

Because she is beautiful, her hypocrisy and pretentiousness have all become advantages.

When the pancake came up, she ate only half of it.

There is no resistance to sweetened foods, but they are also afraid to eat more.

She pinched her cheek, which was full of collagen, and she couldn't eat it anymore.

Although I didn't pursue skinny beauty, I couldn't be too fat.

There were so many dresses in the cloakroom that hadn't even been removed, and a few haute couture dresses that had been made for the New York flight a few months ago.

If the scale goes up, you'll have to fly all the way to change the size.

She pinched her face, looked annoyed, and pushed the remaining half of the sugar pancake in front of Duan Baiting: "Do you eat it?" ”

When he had a full view of what he had just done, Duan Baiting felt amused: "What? ”

She was sullen: "It seems that I have gained a little weight, and my waist is a little thicker." ”

Growing up in a foreign country, eating habits were affected. Duan Baiting's taste is light, and he is not used to eating heavy oil and spicy.

He moved the plate away: "Not fat." ”

Song Wanyue recognized that he was fooling herself with this: "How do you know that I am not fat?" ”

The breakfast at this table was obviously not to his liking, and after eating two mouthfuls of tofu brain, he put down the spoon.

He lowered his head, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and calmly asked her, "How do you say I know?" ”

Song Wanyue blinked.

immediately reacted, coughed lightly, lowered his head and ate the coke circle to hide his panic.

yes, how else could he know.

He slept with her in his arms every day.

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The two next to him were forced to eat a mouthful of dog food, and Xi Yang went out to answer the phone, which should have been called by Yunwei.

Shang Heng was left alone to face them.

He was thick-skinned enough not to be affected, but joked with Song Wanyue with a hippie smile: "I heard Xi Yang say that you are a native of Shanghai, what do you eat there for breakfast?" ”

Song Wanyue thought for a while: "Rice and soy milk." ”

"That's pretty much the same." He spoke in a Beijing accent, raised his chin slightly, and pointed to the bowl of bean juice in her hand, "This is almost the same as the soy milk in your hometown, you can taste it." ”

Duan Baiting's eyes became meaningful, and he glanced at Song Wanyue.

Seeing her look of interest, she tried to stop: "Don't drink it." ”

Song Wanyue looked serious: "Soybean beauty." ”

The smile in the corner of Shang Heng's eyes widened, and he looked at her with interest.

Song Wanyue picked up the bowl and took a small sip, but before she could swallow it, she frowned and spit it out.

She looked pained, felt like she had drunk rancid water by mistake, and retched a few times.

Duan Baiting wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Glancing at the stain on her collar: "Go to the bathroom and wipe it." ”