"Buzz." Her line of sight fell on the snack stand. Within a few seconds, the mobile phone in her pocket rang. She took it out and saw that it was Fu Qianchen.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Yumeng's tone was very calm. He didn't call Fu Qianchen's full name as impolitely as usual, and he didn't call her president Fu as unfamiliar as when he was angry.

"It's time for dinner now. What would you like to eat?" Fu Qianchen's question has two layers of business. One is to ask Qiao Yumeng what she wants to eat, and then she makes it and sends it to her. The other is to see if she has eaten, what she eats and whether she is healthy.

But for Qiao Yumeng, his words only had the first meaning he wanted, so he refused even if he didn't want to: "don't bother, I've moved out, and I'll take care of myself."

"That's fine. First, tell me what you want to eat." At this time, Fu Qianchen parked his car in a cool place, with a mobile phone in one hand and a steering wheel in the other, with a light pleasure on his face.

Although what he talked about with Qiao Yumeng at this time was just a simple meal problem, she felt that she was in such a good mood that she could not use words to describe it.

"I don't know what I want to eat. I don't have anything to eat. If I don't have anything to eat, I'll hang up." Qiao Yumeng said quickly took down the mobile phone from his ear and wanted to press hang up.

But Fu Qianchen on the other end of the phone stopped him in time: "I know I shouldn't care so much, but for the sake of children, you have to listen to me. I've done a lot of research on pregnant women's life recently, so I have a say in food."

Well, since it's for the baby in her stomach, she'll be patient for a while.

Qiao Yumeng didn't speak, but Fu Qianchen knew that she was listening, so he seriously summed up with her: "first of all, you must not eat roadside stalls, because it's not hygienic, it's not good for children's development, it may also hurt your stomach, and it's not good for your health."

"Well, I see." Joe's words cover mouth to reply perfunctorily, but the eyes are staring at the mutton kebab on the grill.

The smell of mutton kebab was so damned good that she could smell it all over the street. She felt that her saliva could not be held back.

"Also, you must not go to barbecue, because some unscrupulous businesses will use mouse meat as mutton and beef to roast and sell to customers."

"..." Qiao Yumeng's mouth drew. She suspected that Fu Qianchen had pulled the monitor on her. Otherwise, how could he know what she was thinking?

"You can't buy the meat from the pork stall in the vegetable market, because it may be a sick pig. If you want to eat meat, I can go to the slaughterhouse and personally select a healthy pig to be slaughtered and frozen in the refrigerator for you to eat."

Buy a pig? Does he really live when she eats meat? What's more, she didn't pay attention to so much when she was pregnant with Joe Yushi. At that time, it was common for her to live in a foreign country by herself. As long as she could eat enough, what was her health?

Or did not hear Qiao Yumeng answer, Fu Qianchen had to remind: "Qiao Yumeng, are you listening to me? I'm saying this for the sake of you and the children. You have to keep it in mind. Do you hear me? "

Qiao Yumeng rolled his eyes. If people knew that Fu Qianchen was so wordy, how could his tall image of general manager Fu be ruined.

Besides, can he talk about something in depth? It's all about eating and drinking. I always feel that Fu Qianchen is just like Obasan in his baggy shorts, slippers and smoking.

"Listen, listen, keep it in mind. OK, it's OK. Bye. Bye." Qiao Yumeng quickly hung up the phone, forced to swallow a mouthful of saliva, just forced to stop the idea of eating mutton kebab.

However, after a long walk, the smell of mutton kebab seems to be more strong, and her legs retreat uncontrollably. At this time, she can't care about the fake mutton of mouse meat. She just wants to eat mutton kebab.

The owner of the kebab stand looked at Qiao Yu's blind stare at the kebab in his hand. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "beauty, how many kebabs do you want?"

"Good, good, ten strings first, and more peppers." Qiao Yumeng nodded like a pound of garlic. Fu Qianchen's earnest instruction just now has long been forgotten by her.

"Stab..."

"Gudong." Seeing that the mutton turned brown under the charcoal fire, and then sprinkled with spices like chili oil, cumin and sesame, the smell in the air seemed to be more intense. Qiao Yumeng couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and he wanted to eat two strings to relieve his hunger.

She didn't think she was interested in these things before, but now she is so greedy that she can't believe it. Is it because she is pregnant that she becomes very fond of eating?Not long after, waiting for a few minutes, Qiao Yumeng ordered ten mutton kebabs, and the boss kindly packed them in a paper bag.

Qiao Yumeng takes the kebab with one hand and hands over the money with the other. After the owner of the kebab stall gives her change, Qiao Yumeng turns around in his pocket and takes out one to eat.

"Buzz." The mutton kebab didn't eat until it reached my mouth, and my cell phone rang again.

"Who, in time?" Qiao Yumeng murmured and took out his mobile phone. When he saw that the caller ID was still Fu Qianchen, he pressed hang up even if he didn't want to.

Does this man know how wordy he is now? He is just like an old lady's foot binding, smelly and long.

Fu Qianchen at the end of the phone didn't know that Qiao Yumeng defined him as the old lady's foot binding. Instead of feeling angry, he felt very happy and pressed the dial key.

Not surprisingly, he was hung up again, and Fu Qianchen continued to press the dial key. He didn't have much other time, so he didn't believe that Qiao Yumeng was more idle than him.

"What are you doing? Do you know that you are like an old man now? You are so bored! "

An old man? This description makes the expression on Fu Qianchen's face more and more interesting. He never thought that one day this word would be used on him.

But think about it carefully, he seems to care too much about Qiao Yumeng, and he is very wordy.

Thinking of this, he humbly accepted the new nickname given by Qiao Yumeng, "I know I'm wordy, but I'm also for you, aren't I? Have you figured out what you're going to eat now? "

Hearing this, Qiao Yumeng subconsciously looked down at the fragrant kebab in his hand.

She thought about it, but didn't Fu Qianchen just say that she was not allowed to eat it?

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