Li Jing and Zhuang Mingli looked for her from room to room, and finally in the last room, when Li Jing opened the door, she saw her next to her.
The tall and straight men were leaning against the woman they were looking for.
Li Jing was stunned for a moment and looked at them.
Zhuo Jian was also shocked, this...
"did you find it?"
Zhuang Mingli's voice.
"Ah, no, I sent her a WeChat message."
Li Jing looked at them and quickly closed the door when she lied.
"The lights are on in there."
Zhuang Mingli wanted to take a look inside curiously, but was pushed away by Li Jing.
"Zhuo Jian said that she was afraid of running into Fu Yanye, so she left first."
"Really? Let me see."
"Don't look at my phone unless you let me look at yours first."
"Where are you dreaming?"
In this way, Li Jing got through.
In the private room, the two people were looking at each other, each with their own thoughts, and they were particularly ambiguous.
Some small molecules seem to gather quietly, but when they are about to form a ball, they remain still.
"It seems there are still people who wish us well."
Fu Yanye said with a smile.
"can I go now?"
"Huh? But they are still there. If you go out now, they will see it. How about this, I call them and ask them to serve special dishes. After we taste them, they will probably leave, and we can leave again?"
"..."
"Sending the kids to sleepovers with you for the next week?"
"..."
"Two weeks?"
"Fu Yanye, are you using my child to trick me?"
"It's mine too."
The way Fu Yanye looked at her suddenly felt like he was going back and forth a thousand times.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a sigh of relief, and then nodded: "Deal."
Fu Yanye didn't know why, but he was suddenly so happy that he got carried away.
Zhuo Jian only felt that his vision was darkened again, and he subconsciously stepped back.
Fu Yanye was already in front of her, and his thin lips were about to kiss hers.
But at the last moment, her hands pressed against the wall and tightened around her, making him suddenly come back to his senses.
"You said it was just that once."
"Um."
He stopped, feeling like he was on a roller coaster.
"Can I go sit down?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
Fu Yanye is reluctant to separate from her. If he can't get her, why can't he feel her taste?
But he still stood still and extended his hand to let her go.
When Zhuo Jian came to the chair, he also pulled out the chair for her and helped her put it away when she sat down.
He called and ordered a meal, and half an hour later the two of them were quietly trying their new dishes.
The head chef even came to ask their opinions in person. Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian, and Zhuo Jian asked: "I think it's pretty good, what do you think, Mr. Fu?"
"It tastes far worse than Starlight."
Fu Yanye suddenly wiped his mouth and stood up, then walked to Zhuo Jian and stretched out his hand to her out of habit.
Zhuo Jian was still sitting there, but seeing someone there, she put her hand in his palm.
“Although it’s a new dish, I probably won’t order it again in the future.”
The moment Fu Yanye grabbed Zhuo Jian's hand, he suddenly became serious again, and after speaking, he pulled Zhuo Jian away.
Zhuo Jian walked to the door and suddenly pulled him, then turned back: "It's really a bit unsatisfactory."
The head chef's face turned dark, but he didn't dare to curse, so he could only smile and nod in response.
The two of them passed by the original private room. Li Jing and Zhuang Mingli had left long ago, but Su Bai and the others were standing at the door. Seeing Fu Yanye walking away without squinting, they joked: "Brother, go home."
Some people were watching the excitement and didn't mind it, shouting: "Brother Yanye, there are only two beauties here, why don't you want to play a little bit more?"