Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 8 Warm Allergies Hospitalized

The two chose a window seat on the second floor.

The waiter stood aside and waited quietly, looking up from time to time at the man who was sitting there so that he could see the extreme.

Chu Ci took the menu and carefully drew on it with a pencil.

"Do you want to eat fat cow?" Chu Ci raised her head and asked the man sitting opposite.

Fu Heng pursed his lips, "Just order it, I don't mind eating it."

If you don't taboo, it's easy to handle.

Chu Ci quickly ticked off the menu, but halfway through the menu, she suddenly remembered something, then raised her head, and asked cautiously, "Are we AA for this meal?"

A look of surprise flashed across Fu Heng's eyes, he laughed, "I invite you."

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that the girl opposite was her new wife.

But they get along with each other like strangers.

"Oh, thank you!" Chu Ci felt relieved, and then sketched on the menu.

She is very poor now, and it is estimated that she will lose her job in a while.

So don't miss any chance to eat and drink.

After choosing what she wanted to eat, Chu Ci handed the menu to the man in front of her, "Look, what else do you want to eat?"

Fu Heng took the menu, saw that a large part of it was already filled, his forehead twitched, "No need."

The waiter took the order, turned around and left, not forgetting to take another peek at Fu Heng before leaving.

Chu Ci propped her elbows on the table, watching the man opposite him unbutton his cuffs, roll up his shirt sleeves, revealing his lean forearms.

His hands are well-articulated, slender and handsome.

Such a man is elegant and noble, and it is easy to indulge.

But once indulging, it is beyond redemption.

So Chu Ci lowered her head slightly and asked, "Can you eat spicy food? I just read the reviews saying that the hot pot in this restaurant is very spicy."

"It's okay." The man's answer was short.

"Then what seasoning do you want, I'll get it for you?"

Since it was Fu Heng's treat, Chu Ci wanted to be courteous.

After all, eating people has a short mouth and is soft on people.

After Chu Ci finished speaking, she thought that Fu Heng had probably never eaten hot pot before, so she patiently explained to him, "There are coriander, chili oil, tomato sauce..."

"I know." Fu Heng interrupted her lightly, "Ordinary oil dishes are fine."

Did she think he hadn't eaten?
In the past, I used to get together to eat hot pot with Mu Xiuchen and the others when they were in middle school and high school.

However, one of the three people has already left.

"okay."

Chu Ci stood up to get the seasoning.

The mobile phone placed on the table vibrated, and Fu Heng stared at it.

It's a text message from Mu Xiuchen.

"Win Xin was hospitalized for allergies."

Fu Heng raised his eyes and looked at the back of the girl who had just left, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

He picked up his mobile phone and edited: "I can't get away from something, you take care of her."

For him, warmth has always been a responsibility, because that person's entrustment before his death.

While he was recalling the past, Chu Ci came over with the seasoning.

She held two plates and handed one to him.

"I added onion, garlic and chili oil to you, is that okay?"

Her eyebrows were curved, and there was a smile in her eyes.

"Yes." Looking at her smiling face, Fu Heng felt in a daze that some people really look good when they smile.

The waiter came up with the hot pot ingredients, which were covered with a layer of red peppers.

As soon as Chu Ci saw the full layer of red, excitement flashed in his eyes.

She just loves spicy food, she doesn't like spicy food.

(End of this chapter)