Mysterious husband always comes late at night

It was such a skin that she was deeply trapped and fascinated.

The little fish's fist on her side tightened. She pretended to walk past him as if nothing had happened. She thought he would hold her hand and question her, but when she walked out of a distance, the man didn't make any movement.

Her cheeks were a little hot. It turned out that she was amorous. She thought he was waiting for her there. It turned out that he was just going to smoke.

Little fish insipid delicacy, driven to distraction, returned to her seat. She picked up the chopsticks and chew the food with the chef Michelin 3-star chef.

Fu zhengci looked at her like this and couldn't help but frown. What did Gong Ting say to her?

After a while, Gong Ting came back and passed their table carelessly. He didn't even glance at them. Xiaoshuidi looked at the man's figure and said, "beautiful uncle..."

Gong Ting turned a deaf ear and went straight back to his seat to sit down. The woman opposite him politely served him dishes. "Why have you been there for so long, and the dishes are cold. Try this abalone chicken crispy, it's really delicious to cry, and this dragon with jade and pear fragrance, it's really delicious."

Gong Ting picked up the chopsticks, but did not taste the food the woman had brought her. Instead, he directly extended the chopsticks to the shallots and exploded the shrimp balls.

Miss Li's face was slightly frozen. She said, "so you like shrimp. No wonder your skin is so good. It's better than women."

Gong Ting looked at her faintly, "do you mean I'm more feminine?"

Hearing the speech, Miss Li was afraid that she had said something wrong. She hurriedly said, "how dare I? Gong Shao is the most manly man I have ever seen. If you are feminine, I'm afraid no one in the world is a real man."

Fu zhengci listened to their seemingly flirting words, sneered in his heart, but remained calm on his face. He got up, picked up the bowl in front of the little fish, filled her with a bowl of soup, and said softly, "try this shredded chicken soup with imperial soup. It tastes good."

"Thank you." The little fish took the bowl and smiled at him.

Gong Ting, sitting opposite her, just took a panoramic view of her expression and immediately knocked over the vinegar jar in his heart.

After dinner, Fu Zheng resigned to pay the bill. The waiter told him that Gong Ting had already paid the bill, and told him a word. Gong Ting said, "since it's my woman and my children coming to dinner, you can't let Mr. Fu pay the bill, so as not to go back and raise other people's wives and children, and you can't live in your heart."

Fu zhengci left with a black face and went to the little fish. Seeing this, the little fish asked, "what's the matter? Why is your face so ugly?"

Fu zhengci shook his head. "It's all right. Let's go. I'll take you to the company."

Little fish shook his head. "No, I just called the personnel department of the company and asked for a half day's leave. I'm a little uncomfortable. I'll take small drops of water back first."

Fu zhengci saw that her face was really not very good. He said, "are you sick? Do you want to go to the hospital for examination?"

Xiaoyu shook his head again. "No, maybe the heat stroke didn't slow down yesterday. I'll just go back and have a rest. Xiaoshuidi, see Uncle Fu again."

Xiaoshuidi waved to Fu zhengci and said, "Uncle Fu, thank you for inviting us to dinner today. Don't worry. I'll take good care of Mommy."

Fu zhengci had no choice but to watch them leave.

Xiaoyu took xiaoshuidi and sat in the taxi waiting outside. Xiaoshuidi looked at the worried mommy and asked, "Mommy, is the beautiful uncle empathetic?"