Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

But this did not affect her good mood. "Then I'll start."

The slight acidity of tomatoes is just right. With the slightly charred sugar heart eggs, the noodles are soft and hard, moderate and strong in taste.

Lu Mian gave him 100 points for this bowl of noodles. He was not afraid of his pride.

While she was eating, Ling Yushen found a magazine, sat on the sofa and looked at it at will.

The long legs curled up, and the posture was casual and lazy.

Lu Mian thinks that people are soft lipped. Do you have to find some topics to talk about?

"Is the party going well tonight?"

"OK."

"Oh, is there any interesting project?"

"What do you mean?" Ling Yushen turned another page.

Lu Mian glanced. "Don't think I don't know anything. For dinner, there should be not only wine, but also beautiful women."

"You want to ask, did I bring a woman?"

"Poof..."

Lu Mian took a mouthful of milk and almost didn't spray it out.

Fortunately, she quickly took out a paper towel and covered her mouth to avoid embarrassment.

Turning around, Lu Mian happened to face his Obsidian eyes. It was dark, deep and unfathomable. Lu Mian hummed gently from his nose, "just curious to ask. Why are you so nervous? Is there really such a thing? "

"You think too much."

Ling Yushen supported his forehead with one hand and his eyes fell back on the magazine. "If you don't trust me, you can go to dinner with me."

"Well, what's good for your man's dinner. There is a miasma. "

Wine table culture is the most annoying.

If you open your mouth to toast, you must drink when you close your mouth. If you don't drink, you won't give face.

Face is earned by yourself, not by force.

Ling Yushen hooked his lips and smiled, "you know very well."

"Of course." When Lu Mian said this, he could shut up and stop talking on this topic.

Eating while talking, it's still raining outside the window.

At this scene, Lu Mian felt that he was not far from his ideal marriage life.

"Well, I can't eat any more." Lu Mian covered his stomach, stood up from the carpet and sat beside him.

Ling Yushen moved aside, "if you can't eat, don't eat."

Move it?

Dare he move?

Lu Mian puffed up his cheeks and moved to him. He squeezed him into the corner of the sofa, leaving him nowhere to hide. Ling Yushen finally put down the magazine and frowned, "what do you want?"

"It's not good to waste food. Eat it."

Ling Yushen: "

Lu Mian blinked, "don't you dislike me?"

“……”

"I've kissed. It's nothing to eat the rest of my noodles, isn't it?"

“……”

"Ling Yushen, do you want to eat?"

"Not hungry."

Lu Mian looked at him up and down. "According to your appetite, you can still eat this noodles. I believe you."

Lu Mian forced him to eat the remaining third of the noodles.

Lu Mian sat on the sofa with his knees bent, his cheeks in his hands, and looked at him with a smile, "come on, Ling Yushen."

"Shut up."

Ling Yushen always eats less and eats more. He eats a lot at dinner parties.

While eating noodles, Lu Mian suddenly came up to him with little expression on his face. "Oh, why is there another tomato? Give it to me. "

A piece of tomato at the bottom of the soup was half exposed. Lu Mian saw it with his sharp eyes and shouted to eat it.

Ling Yushen hesitated. Lu Mian grabbed the chopsticks in his hand, picked them up and sent them to his mouth.

Put the chopsticks back into his hand.

Ling Yushen still looked at her in an instant. Lu Mian's cheeks were one by one, because he was chewing and his voice was vague, "why this expression? I don't dislike you."