President marry me, I'm super sweet!

I'm going to have dinner now. I don't know when a meal will last.

And it's raining outside. Ann Xiaoxi has come out without an umbrella. It's impossible to go back.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the door of a hot pot shop.

Murong Chu was familiar with the way. Obviously, he had been here many times. He said something to the waiter, and the waiter took them to a separate private room.

An Xiaoxi put down her bag, picked a place far away from Murong Chu, and said, "Mr. Murong, let's start the interview after you finish eating. I'm not hungry, so I won't eat."

Murong glanced at her hand holding the bag tightly, and a doubt flashed in her eyes, "can you tell me what you like about Bo Jingyan?"

Since this woman can like Bo Jingyan, why is she so cold to him and has a distance keeping attitude, which is very unscientific.

An Xiaoxi is not interested in talking to him about this problem. "If Mr. Murong is not hungry, let's interview directly."

"Call me ah Chu."

"Well, ah Chu..." an Xiaoxi touched her head and shouted. She was really not used to it.

But for the interview, ah Chu left.

"Ah Chu, can we have an interview now?"

Before she could finish, Murong Chu stuffed the brown sugar Ciba on the table into her mouth, leaned casually on the sofa, looked at an Xiaoxi's small face, and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"How about food and beauty? It seems that I'm lucky today."

The crisp brown sugar Ciba is sticky and sweet when bitten open

Ann Xiaoxi was forced to block her mouth, and her heart collapsed.

After talking for a long time, the man ignored it directly. For the sake of the overall situation, she added, "it's delicious, but our interview..."

Murongchu looked at her blushing and remembered the interview. It was interesting, "are you so interested in me? Can't wait to interview?"

"..." Ann Xiaoxi choked for a moment and couldn't speak.

He can really put gold on his face. If he wasn't interested in RMB and for the headlines, she wouldn't be in the mood to eat hot pot with him here.

But without waiting for her to speak again, Murong Chu's slender fingertips hooked an Xiaoxi's chin again. His eyes narrowed slightly and said proudly, "there's no way to be interested in me. I'm hungry now and don't want to answer questions. When we finish eating, we'll have a good chat, honey."

He said that, returned to his position and began to eat hot pot.

The mandarin duck hot pot on the table has slowly begun to roll. Both pots are full of food, and the smell is getting stronger and stronger.

An Xiaoxi glanced at Murong Chu again and determined that the man didn't intend to do an interview now. After that, she rolled up her sleeves and began to eat.

After all, she can't watch him eat.

Of course, interviews are always necessary, but they don't need money. If you don't eat it, you don't eat it for nothing.

The hot pot in this place is very special. Once her appetite is hooked up, it becomes out of control.

Waiting for Murong Chu to finish eating, she didn't notice at all.

Murong Chu put his arms lazily on both sides and carefully observed an Xiaoxi's every move.

Most of the women who used to eat hot pot with him pretended to be reserved. No one has ever eaten so seriously as an Xiaoxi.

"The woman Jingyan likes is really interesting?" he touched his chin and became more and more interesting.

Ann Xiaoxi heard the voice and looked up to find that Murong Chu had finished eating and was looking at her.