Bigoted Mr. Fu Lets Me Do Whatever I Want

After Qin Shu read the content of the message, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. How did Chaoyan know that she was in Feng Yi country?

Moreover, he is also in Feng Yiguo.

She raised her head and looked forward. Less than a hundred meters away from her, there was a particularly eye-catching signboard on the second floor. It was a wooden signboard with a dark color. It was engraved with the four characters Beiting Xiaozhu, three minutes into the wood. After the wind and rain, there was no damage.

Beiting Xiaozhu is a century-old restaurant and a special restaurant of Feng Yiguo. It has a very elegant and unique environment and is also very famous.

Is Chao Yan waiting for her at Beiting Xiaozhu?

She still remembers the last scene, but she does not regret doing it in the first place.

No matter how she and Chaoyan had friendship before, but he tried to hurt Fu Tingyu.

She squeezed the phone in her hand, thinking of meeting again, they were still hostile, and what he did could not be offset just because it passed.

Like he said, this is the last time I met.

I will never see each other again.

Thinking about this, she put away her phone and walked towards Beiting Xiaozhu.

But the distance of one hundred meters, I walked in a short while.

As soon as she walked to the door, she saw Yin Shi welcoming him, respectfully making a please gesture: "Miss Qin, my master is inside, please come with me."

Qin Shu nodded: "Yeah."

Yin Shi raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Shu, then walked ahead and led the way.

Qin Shu followed unhurriedly. After entering, he discovered that this restaurant is really big, with a layout a bit like a courtyard with a fountain in the middle.

She followed Yin Shi and walked into a screen with landscape paintings on it. Behind the screen is a bridge. The bridge is about five meters away. The bridge head is a building similar to a pavilion. It is built on a lotus pond. .

No wonder it is said that the key to Beiting Xiaozhu is very good. She thinks that not only the environment is good, elegant and chic, but also very peaceful, suitable for dining among friends or couples.

In this luxurious location, consumption must be very expensive.

Yin Shi suddenly stopped, lowered his eyebrows and nodded: "Miss Qin, my master is waiting for you inside."

Qin Shu glanced at the other side of the bridge, then stepped over.

She didn't walk fast or slow, and the distance of five meters was only one minute.

She stood at the door, took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to push open the carved wooden door in front of her, the moment the door opened, a faint lotus leaf fragrance rushed over her face, making people feel refreshed.

After the door was opened, she looked inside and saw a solid wood table of Eight Immortals placed in the center. The table was full of various dishes, not only the colors and fragrances, but also the endless patterns.

Just by looking at it, the chef has put a lot of thought into it.

At the table, Chaoyan sat there quietly, and every time he saw him, he wore plain clothes, giving the human the illusion of mundaneity.

His eyes were tied with white gauze, showing only the tip of his nose and lips.

His face was the same as before the separation, as pale as snow, with sickly fatigue.

There is no difference when I first saw it.

She stepped in, sat down across from Chaoyan, and when she raised her eyes to look towards her, she didn't say anything polite, but asked straightforwardly: "How did you know that I came to Feng Yiguo?"

She seemed to think of something, and then said: "You sent someone to follow me?"

Listening to her cold and alienated voice, Chaoyan twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, "I didn't send someone to follow you, just let someone check your whereabouts."

Qin Shu thought of his identity. If he really wanted to find out, she could indeed find out her whereabouts. She asked, "What can you do with me?"

"I want to see you for the last time, have a meal together, and have a chat." When Chao Yan said, a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

One of his hands was on the table, his skin was originally white, and his loose cuffs showed a small section of his wrist, which was too slender, not at all what a man should have.

His slender fingers were nesting in a white porcelain wine glass, and the trimmed belly of the fingers rubbed the wine glass intentionally or unintentionally, making him think he was nervous.

If Qin Shu met him for the first time, these micro movements would misunderstand her, but she knew that Chao Yan was not a young boy, and would not meet a woman, and would be so nervous when eating with a woman.

She raised her chin and looked at him: "Do you think there is anything else we can talk about between?"

"Don't you think?" Chaoyan chuckled, "I think we have a lot to say, I'm afraid there is not enough time."

Qin Shu said, "Then you can make a long story short."

Zhaoyan picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat first, how do you taste these dishes?"

Qin Shu glanced at the dishes in front of him. It was indeed appetizing, but she raised her eyes to look at Chaoyan, "I'm not here to eat."

Chaoyan seemed to guess that she would refuse, and did not show any unexpected expressions. He said, "It's lunch time, it's just eating."

Qin Shu didn't move his chopsticks, but looked at Zhaoyan quietly, wondering what he wanted to say? What else to say?

Although Chaoyan could not see, he had good hearing. Seeing that she didn't move the chopsticks, he held the chopsticks tightly and stretched it into the closest plate in front of him. He took a piece of the dish that he didn't even know it was, and put it in the bowl in front of him. , And then he said: "The people regard food as their heaven, what is more important than eating?"

Qin Shu watched him put a bright red chili into his bowl without reminding him, watching him finish, and put the chili into his mouth to eat.

In the next second, he saw Chaoyan raising the bowl in front of him and spitting the Chaotian pepper from his mouth into the bowl. The bloodless lips were now like lipstick, adding a bit of beauty.

"so spicy."

The other hand is looking for water everywhere on the table. If you are not blindfolded, you can see his frowning eyebrows because of the hotness.

Qin Shu looked at his hand on the table for a long time, but didn't touch the water glass, because he couldn't see it, but the water glass was nearby but always missed.

Looking at Zhaoyan's lips, they turned red again, and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she stood up, took the cold white cup, and handed it to him, beside his hand.

The cold water glass touched his fingers, and Chaoyan's hand paused. After being in the dark for a long time, he was very sensitive to everything he touched on his opponent, and his movements were softer.

"Thank you." He thanked him, and took the water glass and brought it to his lips to drink. The chili was too hot, so he couldn't eat a little bit of it.

Qin Shu sat down again and watched Chaoyan drinking from the cup. It might be too spicy for him to stop drinking.

Everyone has something they can't eat.

Fu Tingyu can't eat sour.

Chaoyan can't eat spicy food.

Chaoyan drank all the water in the water glass, still feeling spicy, but it was better than at the beginning, he put down the water glass and asked: "Why don't you tell me, I am not picking vegetables, but spicy chicken?"