Fu Yunsheng lowered his head and soaked his hands in the water to calm himself down. He watched the menu and finished the meal.

During the meal, he often looked up at Xie Yu.

The other side took a spoon and ate a few mouthfuls of rice before he looked at him strangely, "what's the matter?"

Fu Yunsheng pursed his lips How's it going? "

He cooked it a little soft and tasteless. He had just tasted it himself.

"Not bad." Xie Yu took a big bite and said casually.

Fu Yunsheng looked at his actions, picked up a spoon and took a bite, which was tasteless.

He wanted to throw away the spoon himself, and he didn't know how Xie Yu ate it.

Fu Yunsheng definitely looked at Xie Yu. Seeing that he took two more mouthfuls, he couldn't help raising his hand and holding his wrist. "Or I'll go out and buy you some."

Xie Yu took out his hand, lowered his head and took a mouthful, "no need."

Fu Yunsheng gave him a complicated look, then looked at the poor selling rice in front of him, and said in a low voice, "but this is so bad..."

With that, Fu Yunsheng lowered his head again. His voice was like a mosquito and a fly, "can you really eat it?"

Xie Yu sniffed, "how can't I eat it? I haven't eaten anything before."

When the original owner worked, he really suffered a lot and ate a lot of messy things.

Fu Yunsheng raised his head, looking a little pathetic.

"At least it's healthy, isn't it?" Xie Yu took another mouthful and said without expression, "I am a patient now, so I want to eat light."

Fu Yunsheng felt even more guilty when he said that I'll take you out to eat tomorrow. "

Xie Yu poked a knife with a smile, "I'm going to see my mother tomorrow. Go and have some good food yourself."

Fu Yunsheng's face turned white in an instant. He looked up at Xie Yu, and his voice was a little low. "Do you have to see your mother tomorrow?"

Xie Yu bowed his head and pounded the rice with poor appearance in the bowl, "why, do you have something tomorrow?"

Fu Yunsheng immediately nodded, "a little bit!"

Xie Yu looked up at him and was about to speak when his mobile phone started to shake again.

Or Liu Jiao.

Xie Yu took a look at Fu Yunsheng and answered the phone, "hello."

"Ah Yu." Liu Jiao's voice rang out on the other end of the phone, and Fu Yunsheng's heart brightened.

He sat there with cold hands and feet, feeling the pain of every minute.

"Well." Xie Yu answered and took another bite.

"I've made a reservation and I'll see you tomorrow." Liu Jiao's voice is very light, as if a little helpless, "will you really come to see me tomorrow?"

The last sentence is somewhat humble.

Finally, Zhang Yunsheng looks up at him.

Xie Yu licked his lips and put down the spoon in his hand. "I suddenly have something to do tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow?" The voice on the other end of the phone came quickly, and the voice trembled, as if afraid that Xie Yu would not like to see her.

This is different from Liu Jiao in Fu Yunsheng's cognition.

Liu Jiao, as he knows, has always been superior, elegant and calm. She will never be so surprised and humble. As like as two peas, Fu Yunsheng almost had to doubt whether he had mistaken the mistress. The man on the phone was not actually Liu Jiao. Xie Yu was not what his father's little three son was.