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Fang Jiamei turned her eyes, broke her fingers and said, "xiaolongbao, spicy hot, kebab, ramen That's all

Mo Yiheng looked at her eyes, but with a trace of doting, "this is Europe, where can I get these for you?"

Fang Jiamei hugged her arms and snorted, with a proud face, "how do I know? Anyway, I want to eat these. If I can't, I won't eat them. "

With that, he turned his face aside and stopped talking.

Mo Yi Heng low Mou to smile, the body leans forward, hands cross to put on the tabletop, "you are intentional?"

Fang Jiamei gave him a fake smile, "yes, you won't let me divorce, but I have no place to vent my anger. I can only find you to vent my anger."

Isn't it nice to her?

Isn't it very patient?

See what he does!

Mo Yiheng looked at her wayward look, the corners of his mouth always with a touch of radian, eyes more doting, "OK, but I can't get these now, you eat something else, I'll help you find."

Fang Jiamei pretended to take a look at the time, "only give you half an hour."

Mo Yiheng stood up, ordered a dessert for her, asked the waiter, and led her to the kitchen to make it for her.

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At more than nine o'clock in the evening, all the people in the western restaurant were gone. Fang Jiamei finished her blueberry pudding and kept looking at the kitchen.

Can't you really do it for her?

The restaurant is almost closed.

Holding her chin and waiting, Fang Jiamei hopes that he will walk away impatiently, which is more in line with everything between them.

The more he dotes on her patiently, the more he gives her a He seems to like her illusion very much.

But it shouldn't be. They haven't seen each other before. How long has he liked her so much?

Fang Jiamei doesn't believe that she can be loved at first sight by a man like him.

What's more, Mo's group looks like a big family, and it doesn't need him to please.

Fang Jiamei's heart is very tangled, do not know how to face this man.

When she doesn't know that he is the object of marriage, she can try to ignore his background and everything in the past and really try to like him.

But now it's not the same. He is the object of his own marriage. The marriage between them has an element of interest, which makes everything full of purpose.

So she didn't dare.

Fear of giving yourself up to the wrong person.

Just as Fang Jiamei thought about it, a steady footstep sounded behind her. She immediately let her recover. She looked at him angrily and said, "it's half an hour. You've been using it for almost two hours. I'm starving to death!"

Mo Yiheng put a tray on the table and opened the lid. It was a spicy hot pot with fragrance. It looked very authentic. The other one was

"Ha ha ha ha!" Fang Jiamei looked at the white ball, who didn't know what, and said with a smile, "this, what is this, this?"

Mo Yiheng calmly sat down opposite her, "xiaolongbao."

"Xiaolongbao?" Fang Jiamei's tears were about to come out. She looked at the dough that couldn't even distinguish its shape. "This is the dough. It's almost the same!"

Elbow on the table, Mo Yiheng stretched out his hand, deep eyes watching her, "this is my hot hands for you several times, you want to eat all."

Fang Jiamei looked at his hands and did not speak. In fact, when he came over, she saw that her slender and white hands were red several times and blistered several times. She looked very miserable.