I go north, you go south

Fang Jiaming drove to the commercial district first, and took Nan Zishu to a private restaurant for lunch.

Really enjoyed the meal for two.But if Nan Zishu didn't stop him, Fang Jiaming might really order all the dishes in the restaurant out of excitement.

But for some reason, Nan Zishu always thought of Ling Bei when eating.

It seems that there is no need for him to specifically ask, Nan Zishu just feels that no matter where the dishes are, they will not be better than Ling Bei's.Moreover, his cooking skills are always unique and exist only for her, so Nan Zishu can't say the reason, but he feels in his heart that if it is Ling Bei's cooking, she will definitely be able to taste it in one bite.

And it's the kind that you can't get tired of eating for a lifetime.

So while Fang Jiaming was going to the bathroom, Nan Zishu still couldn't hold back and sent Ling Bei a message: Have you eaten yet?

Although judging by the time, he should not have boarded the plane yet, but in fact, Nan Zishu didn't intend to return to Lingbei.

But I didn't expect that the other party would reply in seconds before she had just sent the message.

"No", followed by a "wronged" expression.

Then a second message flashed out immediately: It's too late, I can only wait there to see if there is time.

Although Nan Zishu knew that Ling Bei's words must be to win her love, but she was quite willing to take the bait.

"It depends on whether you have time when you get there. Is this how the people there entertain the boss?" She even added an "angry" expression on purpose.

As a result, just three seconds after this message was sent, Nan Zishu's cell phone rang decisively.

There is no doubt that it was the extremely poor boss who called.

Nanzi pressed the answer button faster than his mind.

"Shu Shu, I'm really hungry now because of what you said."

Sure enough, as soon as Nan Zishu put the receiver to his ear, Ling Bei's aggrieved voice came over without restraint.

Hearing his voice, Nan Zishu's mood instantly improved a lot.She couldn't restrain the slightly raised corners of her lips, but suddenly wanted to tease the CEO who was clearly "begging for comfort": "Oh, what a coincidence, Mom and I are eating delicious food here."

"There are shredded yam, eight-treasure tofu, and dragon and phoenix stew. Oh yes, the steamed sea bass here is very delicious."

"Nan Zishu, I advise you to think it over before you talk about it." Ling Bei's voice suddenly became "a knife hidden in a smile".

But Nan Zishu didn't know if it was because he heard his voice that he became in a better mood for a while, or if he wasn't by his side, he suddenly became more courageous.She didn't care about Ling Bei's gradual tone at all, and continued to take a step closer to the "minefield": "Yes, the steamed sea bass is tender and delicate, and the fish soup is also delicious and rich, I think."

Nan Zishu deliberately paused, and then said rather "desperately": "It's even worse than what you've done!"

"Nan Zishu, you are finished." Ling Bei chuckled, and his voice suddenly sank: "It seems that you were too 'comfortable' last night."

"You wait."

Nan Zishu was still pretending to be "stubborn": "What are you waiting for? Will you bring me a gift?"

Hearing Nan Zishu's pretentiously "innocent" tone on the phone, Ling Bei, who was bored in the VIP lounge at the airport, suddenly burst out laughing helplessly.

"Wait until I make you unable to get out of bed for three days." (End of this chapter)