Third Master, your wife is tearing up the scum again

Chapter 1000 Never had the word "fear"
It's just that Ren Jiaoyang didn't have a chance to say "Forget it", Wei Molu was afraid that she would miss this opportunity, so she hurriedly interrupted her words: "We just sit down and have a meal, Is it possible that I will eat you? What are you afraid of?"

afraid?
There was never a time when she was afraid, and the word "fear" never existed in her life dictionary.

Ren Jiaoyang's temper was instantly ignited by Wei Molu, with cold brows, he readily agreed: "Then where do you want to eat? I happen to be fine right now."

Wei Molu seemed to have thought about the next sentence long ago, and said without a pause, "There is a western restaurant next door, how about we go there?"

There is no other benefit to any restaurant other than being more expensive.

The dishes are unpalatable, and the portions are very small.

Ren Jiaoyang rolled her eyes fiercely in her heart, but she still agreed calmly on her face: "Okay, I don't care."

Without any nonsense, Wei Molu turned around and walked directly towards the western restaurant not far away.

Wei Molu didn't seem to be visiting this restaurant for the first time at all, and found a relatively secret place by familiarity.

After the two sat down, Wei Molu didn't even look at the menu, so she directly opened her mouth to order from the waiter: "I want a vegetable salad, a steak with red wine, and a black forest cake."

The waiter wrote down Wei Molu's order one by one, then turned to Ren Jiaoyang, and asked politely, "Ma'am, what do you need?"

Ren Jiaoyang also didn't look at the menu that the waiter handed over to her, so she said calmly, "A cup of coffee is enough, thank you."

Eating with someone like Wei Molu will definitely cause indigestion and loss of appetite in the end.

The waiter didn't ask any more questions, took the menu from Ren Jiaoyang's hand, and left silently.

On the other hand, Wei Molu asked in a hypocritical way: "Jiaoyang, do you just want a cup of coffee?"

"It's already time for dinner, don't you eat? Could it be because you want to keep fit, so you deliberately lose weight and don't eat?"

With an expression on her face, Ren Jiaoyang snapped back: "I really want to maintain my figure and maintain my best condition."

"Because I am a professional dancer after all, keeping fit is my most basic professional ethics."

The voice paused, the topic changed, and he continued: "But, I'm not trying to lose weight on purpose."

"I think eating depends on your mood and who you eat with. If you don't enjoy eating and force yourself to do something you don't like, I think it's easy to have indigestion. What do you think?"

Wei Molu clearly knew the meaning of Ren Jiaoyang's words in her heart, she knew that Ren Jiaoyang was talking about eating with her, and it was too disgusting.

However, Wei Molu had to pretend that she didn't understand anything.

Looking left and right, he said: "You don't want to eat Western food, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"In this way, we don't have to come to this restaurant just now, and we can also go to the restaurant you like."

Seemingly compromising for Ren Jiaoyang unconditionally, accommodating Ren Jiaoyang's mood and preferences: "If you don't like western food, why don't we eat at another restaurant, what do you like to eat?"

(End of this chapter)