famous wife

Chapter 140 The President Eats Street Food 4
"The most important thing is to be happy, isn't it? Happiness is the most important thing. Making money is to make yourself happier, isn't it?" Han Ningmeng continued to look at him earnestly.

"Well, yes, it makes sense, and then?" Fu Haoran expressed that he readily accepted Han Ningmeng's reasoning.

"Then it's, how happy you are, how to live, don't be entangled by the eyes of the world!" Han Ningmeng took a bite of the chicken wing.

"And then?" Fu Haoran nodded in agreement, and continued to ask.

"And then, you come here now to be happy, eat to your heart's content, eat whatever you buy, whatever is delicious, you can eat whatever you want, right?" Han Ningmeng continued to say earnestly.

After Fu Haoran heard these reasons of Han Ningmeng, he felt that these reasons of Han Ningmeng seemed very reasonable and correct.

The worries in my heart seemed to be lifted at this time, and I suddenly understood it, and nodded: "Well, what you said seems to have a little truth!"

"Tch,... What does it mean to have such a little reason? What I said is very, very reasonable, okay?" Han Ningmeng disapproved and despised it.

"So,... hurry up and eat your chicken wings, it's really delicious!" After Han Ningmeng finished speaking, she took another big bite of the chicken wings, completely disregarding her own image.

"Haha,...Okay! Today,...I will risk my life to be with the gentleman!" Fu Haoran finally let go, no longer being awkward, and started eating with Han Ningmeng.

Whatever Han Ningmeng bought, he ate. He ate and ate, and his stomach was slowly filled!

"My stomach is so full, what else do you want me to eat?" Fu Haoran touched his bulging stomach and asked.

"Hey...the hot and sour noodles here are very, very delicious, you must try it!" Han Ningmeng smiled triumphantly, and took Fu Haoran's hand: "Let's go, hurry up!"

"Slow down, I'm too full, let's digest it!" Fu Haoran had a painful expression on his face!
"What are you doing, you're a big man who can't eat like a little girl like me, it's not embarrassing to say it!" Han Ningmeng despised.

"You little girl..." Fu Haoran couldn't help laughing after hearing this!
"That's right!" Han Ningmeng despised again.

Fu Haoran felt the feeling of Han Ningmeng's tender hand holding him, it was very soft, and the little hand was slightly cold, very comfortable.

Fu Haoran suddenly felt that it was worthwhile for him to let go of his identity and accompany her to eat food from street stalls here. Although these foods are not very delicious, to Fu Haoran, they can only be justified, but they cannot be used well To describe it as eating, after all, he has eaten too many delicious things!

"Here we are..." When Han Ningmeng saw the hot and sour noodles shop, she smiled: "Boss, here are two bowls of drunken spicy noodles, and one bowl with more vinegar, don't put any spicy food!" After shouting at the boss, Han Ningmeng turned Looking at Fu Haoran: "What about you?"

"I want something spicy, less vinegar!" Fu Haoran replied.

"Okay!" After Han Ningmeng finished speaking, she yelled at the boss again: "There is another bowl with more spicy food and less vinegar!"

"Okay!" After the boss finished speaking, he was busy.

"You are a real person, you are here to eat jealous spicy noodles, but you don't want to put spicy ones! Tell me, is this still called vinegar spicy noodles?" Fu Haoran smiled helplessly.

(End of this chapter)