Zhuo Jian showed no trace and nodded in agreement.
Fu Yanye helped her pull out a chair on one side.
Zhuo Jian looked down and immediately said, "I only sit in the chair my husband pulls out."
Fu Yanye's gloomy black eyes finally couldn't help but lift up and look at her again.
At this time, the two people were getting closer, and he couldn't stop the turbulent waves in his heart.
Does she insist on one husband calling another man?
Of course she had to do that.
However, he still tried to endure it and said softly: "Okay, let your husband help you pull it."
Zhuo Jian turned to look at Sheng Xin.
Sheng Xin helped her pull out another chair.
After Zhuo Jian sat in, Sheng Xin sat down below her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him dissatisfied.
Sheng Xin smiled and said, "Stop making trouble and order food first."
The waiter was standing at the door and came in with the menu after hearing Sheng Xin order.
"I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. The chef at home doesn't cook it well."
Zhuo Jian didn't look at the menu at all. She put her hand around Sheng Xin's arm as if she was glued to him, and pressed her chin on his shoulder, reading the menu with him.
Seeing her cunning and willful look, Sheng Xin almost doubted whether the woman next to him was the calm and reserved Zhuo Jian he knew.
Fu Yanye turned around and looked at her when he heard the words "sweet and sour pork ribs".
She is the same as before, like a squeamish little wild cat.
But she only treats those closest to her with all her fangs and claws.
"How about a sweet and sour short ribs, a fresh fish soup, and beef brisket stewed with tomatoes?"
Sheng Xin asked her opinion while ordering.
"Uh-huh."
Zhuo Jian nodded, as if he was drooling.
Sheng Xin looked at her with such a doting look.
It was as if they had gone out to eat together countless times, and Sheng Xin knew her appetite well.
still......
Fu Yanye watched quietly and simply put the menu aside.
He wanted to see if she really had amnesia or was faking it.
Not long after, the staff brought the dishes to the table. Before she could get closer, she lightly tapped her feet with childish excitement, looking like she was about to drool: "Wow, my sweet and sour short ribs."
Fu Yanye looked at the sweet and sour short ribs and then looked at her.
The little princess looked so delicate and cute while holding back her drooling.
Zhuo Jian excitedly picked up the chopsticks to pick them up.
Sheng Xin first took chopsticks and a spoon and served her a piece.
Zhuo Jian immediately put down his chopsticks, grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and opened his mouth: "Ah."
Sheng Xin smiled and put the short rib directly into her mouth.
As Zhuo Jian ate, he immediately showed an expression of extreme happiness and satisfaction.
Although the small mouth is tightly closed, the look of chewing slowly and enjoying it is very vivid.
When did she start having so many expressions?
Fu Yanye looked at it, his eyebrows slightly twisted.
Is the girl enjoying the delicious food in front of him the one he knows?
He was also in a trance.
He never spoke again. For a long time, he only heard the voices of Sheng Xin talking to Zhuo Jian, especially Zhuo Jian.
"Wow, this is delicious too."
She gently covered her mouth and after swallowing the beef brisket, she had to recommend this dish to Sheng Xin.
Fu Yanye gradually discovered some clues.
For example, she always only looked at Sheng Xin, not him at all.
Sheng Xin also noticed it and looked at her.
Zhuo Jian picked up a piece of meat and took it with a spoon, then brought it to Sheng Xin's mouth and said, "Open your mouth."
Sheng Xin cooperated and opened his mouth to eat the piece, which was a bit sour.
Sheng Xin smiled awkwardly. Seeing that Fu Yanye's eyes were always on Zhuo Jian, he looked down at Zhuo Jian and said, "There are still outsiders here."
Zhuo Jian seemed to have just remembered that there was someone behind her. She turned around and saw that Fu Yanye didn't even take the chopsticks. She asked unhappily: "Does this gentleman not like the food I ordered?"
After hearing what she said, Fu Yanye looked at the spoiled look in her eyes and picked up the chopsticks, "No, I was just thinking about something."
Zhuo Jian turned her head dissatisfied and whispered in Sheng Xin's ear: "Why does he need to be reminded to eat when he is so old? He is not as good as our baby."
"..."
Fu Yanye lowered his head, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. After listening to Zhuo Jian's words, the sour meat in his mouth made his stomach twitch.