Mr General doted on his sweet wife

Today's meal was eaten in the face of Zhuang's mother. Zhuang Shihao put away his mobile phone. Make complaints about

make complaints about Bai Jing Ru, and no longer Tucao Tucao, only secretly Tucao in the bottom of my heart.

After a while, the dishes will be served.

The dishes with thick oil and red sauce were all over the table. Only youyou had two or three light dishes in front of him.

Fang LAN ignores Zhuang Shihao, picks up chopsticks, greets Zhuang's mother, and then begins to eat.

Mrs. Zhuang and you you sit close together. Fang LAN asks her to eat with you you and asks if she wants to add more dishes.

Mrs. Zhuang shook her head with a smile: "enough, enough, no more."

Zhuang Shihao picked up his chopsticks and reached inside the head of the fish with double peppers.

The taste of chopped and pickled peppers is very heavy. He has never been used to eating it. After taking two mouthfuls, he frowned slightly. He clenched his fist with one hand and coughed gently on his mouth. He picked up his tea cup and drank it quietly.

Fang LAN doesn't care about him. The menu is right beside him. He can order other dishes at will if he can't eat. Who wants to see his style?

After a while, snail powder also sent over, the whole dining room table, filled with a strong smell, Fang LAN smelled a mouthful, fragrant her some saliva.

You you because in Fang LAN side, accustomed to Fang LAN eat this, also have no reaction.

Mrs. Zhuang also smiles and doesn't speak.

Zhuang Shihao is indeed a bit uncomfortable. He always pays attention to his diet. However, few people in his position, whether they go out to eat or socialize, seldom take care of his taste and order at will.

In addition, the table itself has what hot sausage, hot and sour chicken feet and so on, this flavor is mixed together, it is even more intolerable.

Fang LAN saw that he had been frowning and said with a smile: "ah, it seems that Zhuang always doesn't eat these things? Well, why don't you order again and go to another private room. "

Zhuang Shihao forbeared and said, "who says I don't eat?"

He picked up his chopsticks, ate a few pieces of fish head again, and sandwiched the fat intestines.

These dishes, not only the taste that he has been unable to accept, the form and source also make him afraid.

Head, intestine, claws and so on, can they really be cooked?

In his opinion, the chili sauce was put into it to cover up the smell of the food.

Seeing that he was frowning and eating, Fang LAN narrowed her eyes and laughed. She saw that Zhuang Mu was still on the scene. She didn't dare to laugh too much. She had to hold a bowl and eat with a smile.

After a meal, Zhuang Shihao drank dozens of cups of tea.

Fang LAN as did not see, who let him look for abuse?

After dinner, because it is the weekend soon, youyou will go with Zhuang Shihao for a day.

Fang LAN can only reluctantly give up the child to him.

She went back to her residence alone, but youyou was not there. She also had many hobbies to kill time.

Just turned on the computer, ready to brush a play, knock on the door.

Open the door and have a look. It's assistant Zhang.

"Assistant Zhang has something to do with me?" Fang LAN held the door handle, all eyes were on guard, did not open the door to invite people in.

Assistant Zhang said with a smile, "it's Mr. Zhuang who asked me to send something. Please accept it."

Delivery? When will he deliver things to himself? What kind of sugar coated cannonball is that?

"Oh, that's not necessary. Take it back. I don't want it." Fang LAN simply refused. She didn't want anything.

There is no shortage of Zhuang Shihao.