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Chapter 690 Not considerate at all!

Wen Niannian was staggered by her and almost fell, but fortunately, she hugged his waist in time to avoid the tragic experience of falling to the ground.

Seeing Mr. Mu being hugged suddenly, the senior officials who were going out froze in place collectively, not moving.

Wen Niannian, who was stared at by so many eyes, felt a little uncomfortable. She quickly stood up and complained to Mu Henian in a low voice: "Why are you dragging me? You didn't even say hello in advance, which made me almost die Embarrassed."

"Didn't you say you were going to treat someone to dinner?" Mu Henian looked down at her.

"Then don't just leave!" Wen Niannian argued, "You know that my legs are shorter than yours, but you still walk so fast, you are not considerate at all!"

"Then go find someone who is considerate of you."

After finishing speaking, Mu Henian walked forward without looking back, relying on his long legs to make big strides, he quickly left Wen Niannian behind.

Wen Niannian quickly caught up, took the initiative to grab his fingers, and continued to complain to him: "Can't you walk slower? We're not participating in the [-]-meter race, why are we walking so fast!"

Although Mu Henian still looked displeased, he didn't shake off Wen Niannian's hand and let her nagging in his ear.

Seeing the two of them walking farther and farther, they finally walked into the elevator, and their figures disappeared completely until the elevator door closed.

Everyone looked back one after another, thinking that the scene just now was quite interesting.

Two people who seem to have opposite personalities, when they stand together, make people feel a kind of tacit understanding and harmony that only an old couple can have.

As if they were made for each other, as if everything should be so.

……

An hour later, Mu Henian looked at the steaming hot pot in front of him, and asked expressionlessly, "Is this what you call a big meal?"

"That's right!" Wen Niannian poured all the hairy duck blood bean skin into it, "Although the sum of these dishes is not as expensive as the glass of wine you drank last night, we can't use money to measure everything !"

The business of this hot pot restaurant is very good. It was only after six o'clock, and there was already a long queue outside the restaurant.

Fortunately, Wen Niannian made a reservation in advance, so he didn't waste time queuing up. The shop was overcrowded, and the air was filled with the unique spicy smell of spicy hot pot. Coupled with the customers shouting for food, the whole hot pot was full of people. The shops are very lively.

Mu Henian was not used to such a lively environment.

He poured himself a glass of lemonade and stopped moving.

Wen Niannian took several mouthfuls, but she didn't see him move his chopsticks. She asked, "Why don't you eat?"

It took a long time before I heard his answer: "I don't eat spicy food."

Wen Niannian was dumbfounded.

Usually, when she and Fang Qingling ate hot pot, since they both liked spicy food, they simply ordered red oil pot bottoms, so when she ordered today, she habitually ordered red oil pot bottoms.

Looking at the big pot of boiling red oil, Wen Niannian regretted it very much. If she knew that Mu Henian didn't eat spicy food, she should have ordered a mandarin duck pot bottom.

Failed!
Wen Niannian immediately put down the chopsticks, called the waiter to come over, and asked them to serve another pot of clear soup.

The bottom of the soup pot was quickly served, but Mu Henian still didn't move his chopsticks much.

Wen Niannian could tell this time, it's not that he doesn't like spicy food, but he doesn't like hot pot at all.

She couldn't understand: "Why don't you like such a delicious hot pot?"

Mu Henian frowned slightly: "Not clean."

"Where is it unclean?"

"Eating hot pot is like washing chopsticks in the same pot. So much saliva, of course it's not clean."

Wen Niannian was speechless, she put down her chopsticks, got up and walked over, grabbed his collar and kissed his lips, then asked: "Do you think my saliva is not clean?"

(End of this chapter)