Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Why, you don't like it here?" Muzi asked attentively when he saw that Si Yeqing's face was wrong.

"No"

"If you don't like it, we can change one. You know I haven't come back for many years, and the previously familiar shops have disappeared, so I chose this famous western restaurant." Muzi said very apologetically, as if he had done something to hurt others.

"No, I don't like it. Let's order."

"Hmm..." Muzi puffed his mouth, pinched his lips with his fingers, and then sighed, "I don't know what's delicious. Please order it for me."

Si Yeqing ordered several things he and Feng ChuChu usually love, and finally added "please don't put black pepper"

Muzi is allergic to black pepper and can't eat it at all.

"I didn't expect you to remember that I'm allergic to black pepper." Muzi's eyes were a little wet. Si Yeqing quickly handed Muzi paper.

"You still like to cry as before," Si Yeqing said reluctantly. Muzi took the paper and looked at Si Yeqing with tearful eyes. His tears fell more happily.

Si Yeqing hurriedly handed another piece of paper. At this time, the two people's actions are actually somewhat ambiguous. Looking at it from a distance, they are a heartless boyfriend who is comforting his girlfriend.

No matter what others think, Feng clearly sees such a picture.

"Feng Dong, what's the matter?" Feng ChuChu just played with a customer. After eating here, he stood up and saw such a picture.

"Sorry, Mr. Wang, I still have something to do, so I can't send you down." Feng quickly cleaned up his emotions and said to his customers with some apology.

President Wang looked at the direction of the wind just now. He immediately understood what was going on, so he smiled and said it was all right.

After President Wang left, Feng ChuChu came to Si Yeqing with his bag.

"ChuChu, why are you here?" Si Yeqing asked in surprise, and then remembered that this is one of Feng ChuChu's favorite restaurants. There's nothing wrong here.

"Why can't I be here? Did I bother you both here?" Feng ChuChu sneered. At this time, Feng ChuChu is also a black professional dress, a short skirt, a more concave and convex figure than Muzi, and a sharp and beautiful body.

At this time, if the two people are compared together, Feng ChuChu is more like a strong woman, while Muzi wants to be a secretary maintained by others, especially her poor appearance of crying now is more like a junior.

"Miss Feng, I think you misunderstood. I have nothing to do with Yeqing," Muzi choked, making people see more pitiful.

Feng ChuChu sneered twice and said that there was no misunderstanding. He was so close that he called Yeqing.

"Did you call the night engine?"

Muzi's face turned white and looked at Feng ChuChu and Si Yeqing at a loss.

Si Yeqing didn't expect Feng ChuChu to say so much, so he quickly pulled down Feng ChuChu's arm, "let's go back and talk about something."

"Why do you want to go back and say it here? I just didn't eat. Let's eat together. How do you dislike me disturbing you?" Feng ChuChu didn't know what was wrong with him. He spoke very hard and with a thorn.

"No... no" Muzi quickly shook his head.

So Feng ChuChu sat down and called the waiter. The waiter was the one who ordered Feng ChuChu just now. He was surprised to see that Feng ChuChu ordered another one.

Si Yeqing knew that Feng ChuChu was jealous, and a sweet feeling rose in his heart, which proved that Feng ChuChu really loved him. Thinking about it, he felt sorry for Muzi. Anyway, the plan has not been finalized yet. At that time, he will give Muzi a little profit as compensation.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table was a little awkward. Si Yeqing and Muzi ordered first, so their dishes came first.

What Si Yeqing ordered was what Feng ChuChu liked to eat at ordinary times, so Si Yeqing naturally put the dishes in front of Feng ChuChu, and cleaned up the tableware and adjusted the seasoning for Feng ChuChu.

After Muzi saw it, his eyes dimmed and bit his lower lip tightly. Of course, Muzi's reaction could not escape the clear eyes.

Feng ChuChu sneers in his heart. This wood is really interested in Si Yeqing.

"I remember Yeqing didn't like Smoked Salmon before."

"Taste will always become" before Si Yeqing really didn't like to eat, but Feng ChuChu loved to eat, so he loved to eat.

"Miss mu, Yeqing's real girlfriend is here. Is it appropriate for you to call him Yeqing again?" the woman really doesn't understand people's words, or she really doesn't understand people's words. She still doesn't know how to restrain herself because she was so embarrassed just now.

"Night engine me..." Muzi lowered his head again, and tears fell down again. "I'm just used to calling him night engine."

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Si Yeqing frowned and said, "Miss mu, you'd better call me my full name or Mr. Si in the future."

Today's wind is clear and aggressive because of jealousy, but no matter how she is her lover, he has to protect her in front of outsiders.

"Night... Mr. Si" Muzi's tears fell off. Seeing Si Yeqing, he couldn't bear it, but he wasn't stupid enough to send paper to Muzi in front of the wind.

Feng ChuChu glanced at Si Yeqing. She knew the current affairs and knew how to protect her. Feng ChuChu's anger disappeared a lot at once, but she also admired this wood. If it's all like this, she still depends on it.

After the windy dishes came up, the three people officially started. Muzi didn't cry anymore, but his face was a little pale.

"Miss Feng, try this foie gras." Muzi seemed to forget his unhappiness just now and smiled and sandwiched a foie gras for Feng ChuChu.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to foie gras." Feng ChuChu is not allergic to foie gras. She just doesn't want to eat the dishes in the wooden folder.

"It's clear that her stomach is bad" Si Yeqing hurriedly came out and explained.

Muzi's hand was frozen in the air and smiled awkwardly. The goose liver finally didn't fall into the windy plate.

At this time, Si Yeqing's mobile phone suddenly rang. Si Yeqing saw that it was an important phone. He looked at Feng ChuChu and Muzi apologetically, and then got up and went out to answer the phone.

Feng ChuChu was too lazy to take care of Muzi, so she bowed her head and ate her own meal. Just now, because she had customers, she didn't dare to eat more, so she wasn't full at all.

"Miss Feng is really beautiful. No wonder Yeqing likes you so much," Muzi said softly, with a trace of contempt in his tone.

"You just want to rob someone else's boyfriend. You just called Mr. Si, but now you're called night engine." Feng ChuChu said with a sneer.

Muzi put down his knife and fork, leaned his arms against the table, and looked at the wind clearly with his hands on his cheeks. "Believe it or not, Miss Feng, Yeqing hasn't put me down yet."

"Oh, I'm afraid miss Mu thinks too much of yourself. And if you call him Yeqing again, don't blame me for being rude to you." sure enough, the woman has been pretending.