For some reason, Fu Fan felt a strange feeling in his heart that he could not describe it, just like...

"come over."

The man's deep voice suddenly rang, knocking her heart softly.

Breathing was slightly stagnant, and Fu Fan returned to his senses.

Seeing her slight change in her expression, Fu Hanjing's eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke again, his voice became much hoarse: "Come here, eat something."

Faced with his eyes, Fu Fan wanted to yell at him as arrogantly as before, and rejected him. Those words had already reached their throats, but for some reason, the words turned into-

"……oh."

After she finished speaking, she realized what she said. She was embarrassed and awkward, and subconsciously wanted to turn the words back, but her throat moved, and she swallowed them back in the end.

In silence, she followed the man to the restaurant.

then……

She finally saw clearly what the man was holding.

A bowl of...the simplest sour soup fat beef noodles.

Fu Fan's breathing stagnated again.

Since childhood, the only thing she likes and has never changed is that she likes to eat sour soup fat beef noodles, and her mouth is still very tricky. She doesn't even touch the noodles made by Duan Jing or grandma, and she always feels they are not delicious.

Now……

She subconsciously looked up at him.

"You're not sitting?" Fu Hanjing still said in a cold tone, "Don't you want to eat?"

Fu Fan moved his lips.

"say."

With the increasingly indifferent tone, Fu Fan felt more and more awkward, and his grievances surged back to his heart and surrounded her.

"Who said I don't want to?!" The fierce stared at him. She snorted, pulled away the chair and sat down, raised her chin and pouted, and asked, "Isn't it for me to eat? Then why don't you let it go?"

Fu Hanjing is the one who knows her best, so how could he not see her depression?

A smile flashed in his eyes, and he put the sour soup fat beef noodles in front of her.

At the same time, a rich fragrance penetrated into Fu Fan's nose.

Her heart moved.

It smells so good, it looks delicious.

The greed was aroused suddenly, and she picked up the chopsticks without hesitation to start eating.

However……

The man's eyes did not look away, but still fell on her.

A second before the chopsticks were picked up at the fat bull, Fu Fan reacted and beat her hands. She pretended to be casual and stirred the fat bull instead, saying disgusted: "I don't eat it. Who knows if you poisoned it inside? You were so fierce before and bullied me..."

The more she ended, the lower her voice became.

Just because...

She suddenly felt so hungry!

In just two seconds, she felt uncomfortable again. Seeing the delicacies she loved were in front of her but couldn't eat them because of the awkwardness, that feeling was really... too bad.

However, when she thought that this was done by Fu Hanjing, she became even more awkward. She couldn't forget his fierce look.

She doesn't want to bow her head.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved Fu Fan felt, especially the man had not spoken. In the end, she couldn't help but raise her head and wanted to say something.

I don't want to, the man is no longer in front of me.

Before she could think about anything, the man appeared in her sight again. This time, he held a bowl and a cup in his hands, one left and one right.

Soon, he sat opposite her.

Fu Fan saw that the bowl was also filled with sour soup and fat beef noodles, and it was placed in the cup in front of her, and he couldn't tell what it was.

"Drink sober tea first, and then eat noodles after drinking."

The man's faint voice came back to his ears.

Fu Fan bit his lip and looked up: "No, I'm not hungry, no..."

Before she could say the last word "eat", her stomach protested with a "gurgle".

Fu Fan: "..."

Her little face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, especially when the man was still looking at her, she subconsciously wanted to go back and not see her and not laughed: "You..."

"Drink, if you don't want to sleep well at night and have a headache tomorrow."

The words were interrupted by him again.

The man's eyes were faint, and he was a little... cold.

His throat was full of unreasonable complaints. Finally, Fu Fan bit his lower lip and took the sober tea awkwardly and drank it all in one breath, and then ate the noodles silently.

When the taste buds were invaded, somehow, she suddenly thought of something that had happened a long time ago. It was already blurred, but at this moment, it was so clear that it could not be clearer-

When she was a child of memory, her parents were busy with work. She preferred to follow Fu Hanjing than her grandparents. Once, she wanted to learn to make tiramisu desserts by herself, but no matter how she learned, she always couldn't learn it well and messed up the kitchen. She was very disappointed and even irritated to throw away everything.

It happened that at that time, Fu Hanjing came back, and he stopped her, and then... patiently taught her step by step. In the end, Tiramisu, which was not perfect but tasted really good, succeeded.

Fu Fan's eyelashes flashed.

She remembered that she hugged Fu Hanjing excitedly and smiled happily. Moreover, it was the first time she saw Fu Hanjing cook in the kitchen, if it was not counted tonight.

Blinking her eyes, she lowered her head.

She suddenly couldn't help but wonder, what was the person like like Fu Hanjing like when he was just down?

Yes or no……

The noodles in the bowl seem to be more attractive, with a full range of colors, fragrance and taste. They are really... delicious, even better than those made by grandma and mother.

actually……

The heart trembled, and in the bottom of his heart, it seemed as if some emotion was coming out, and his breathing was slightly rapid. Fu Fan quickly raised his eyes and glanced at the man, then lowered his head, and whispered in awkwardly: "I...I didn't force it."

There was no indication, but both of them knew exactly what she was saying, not about eating noodles, but about what she said before.

She lowered her head, so naturally she didn't notice that the man slightly curled the corner of his lower lip, and a faint smile passed through his eyes.

"Yeah." Fu Hanjing said lightly, as if neither the emotions nor the tone had changed as before.

But Fu Fan bit his lip.

Um?

She knew she was wrong, so he responded to a question, huh? Still so forced?

She was in trouble, and she suddenly looked up and blurted out with some grievance and anger: "Fu Hanjing, what do you mean? I said I knew I was wrong, I..."

"I know what it means."

When he was choked, Fu Fan's cheeks were bulging.

Fu Hanjing glanced at her, his expression still faint: "Don't go to such places to drink again in the future. I really want to go and follow me."

Follow me...

It was obviously a normal sentence, but for some reason, Fu Fan actually felt like... the strange feeling that he was coming again when he was taking a shower. The most incredible thing was that her... her heartbeat actually missed.

"I……"

"What are you?"

"you……"

"What am I?"

“…”

Fu Fan opened his mouth and saw the man blocking her with a smile, and he felt his chest blocking again. This anger, unlike the previous grievances, was completely different from his mood.

She didn't realize the silent atmosphere between the two.

"I don't like drinking." She glared at the man, she said awkwardly and arrogantly, curled her lips. What else did she want to say, suddenly she thought of another thing that was almost forgotten by her, "Fu Hanjing!"

"Um."

With annoyed in his eyes, Fu Fan almost gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you talking about the man you are talking about?!"

Bastard, do you want to live if you dare to attack her?

Fu Fan thought resentfully, immersed in anger for a moment, so he did not notice the man's slight pause.

"Who is it?" She asked angrily before she could answer.

Fu Hanjing looked up at her as if she had just heard her question.
To be continued...