Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 352 This Soup Is Good, Do You Try It?

Shen Moran didn't hide his liking, nodded, and said: "This place is very distinctive, our own characteristics, the style of China, the ancient rhyme is long, why don't you like it?"

Hearing this, Fu Yunshen pursed the corners of his lips lightly, and nodded thoughtfully.

After a while, he came to a conclusion: "No wonder you don't like to go to those Western-style parties. It turns out that you like this style."

Hearing this, Shen Moran smiled, "It's not that I don't like Western-style parties, I just don't like parties that are played around the corner, it's too contrived!"

Especially to pretend to be in harmony with Fu Yunshen, a very affectionate party, it is too much a test of acting skills.

Fu Yunshen naturally understood the meaning of her words, his smile froze for a moment, he lowered his head and pursed the corners of his lips, and did not speak.

When the meal was officially opened, the two of them tacitly became less talkative.

This hotel is not only decorated with a classic charm, but even the food is a replica of ancient cuisine, which is very delicate.

While enjoying the meal, Shen Moran sighed with regret: "It would be great if I brought Yangyang with me, he will definitely like this place very much!"

In her heart, after all, she still misses her son.

Fu Yunshen took a look at her, gracefully picked up the cup of tea at hand, took a sip, without much emotional change on his face, and asked softly, "Is Yang Yang the most important thing to you?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to Shen Moran. His pupils were light in color, an extremely beautiful amber color. This pupil color made his eyes look extraordinarily gentle and harmless.

So much so that when Shen Moran heard these words, he felt inexplicably wronged.

It's as if she only cares about Yang Yang and completely ignores him.

He seems to be jealous of his own son?
Shen Moran was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond to Fu Yunshen.

His eyes were a little erratic, avoiding the gaze of the person opposite him.

"Mr. Fu, this soup looks pretty good, would you like a bowl too?"

Looking at the pot of soup in front of him, Shen Moran had an idea and started to change the subject.

Fu Yun looked at her with deep eyes, pursed his thin lips lightly, and did not speak.

The restaurant is semi-open, with a natural breeze blowing in, blowing away the reunion on the hot soup, blending into the air one by one, and disappearing.

After being silent for a while, Fu Yunshen opened his thin lips lightly, "Okay."

Hearing such an answer, Shen Moran was inexplicably relieved, and stood up to serve him a bowl of soup.

This was the first time she helped him serve soup, although she didn't really understand why she had to do such a thing?

But it was always like seeing Fu Yunshen jealous. Faced with this man's sudden emotional offensive, Shen Moran admitted that he was not used to it, and also a little overwhelmed.

It's awkward, it's really awkward!

She suddenly missed that Fu Yunshen who was superior and ignored others.

She brought the soup for him.

"Mr. Fu, drink the soup." The girl pulled her lips and smiled, her expression as natural as possible.

Fu Yunshen reached out to take the bowl of soup, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes.

Seeing him bowing his head to drink the soup, Shen Moran heaved a sigh of relief, and turned around to return to his seat.

But in the next second, Fu Yunshen gently held her wrist, his fingers were long and strong.

Shen Moran paused, turned around, and looked at him in astonishment.

What's the situation?
Fu Yunshen stood up and handed the bowl of soup to Shen Moran's eyes, with a slight smile on his lips, "This soup tastes really good, do you want to try it too?"

When he laughed, the tails of his eyes were slightly hooked, looking innocent and harmless, but also inexplicably charming.

Shen Moran's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly yelled "Oops!"
(End of this chapter)