Chapter 62 San Ye is very Su

  When Fu Shen hung up the phone and went back, a waiter in the box was helping pouring tea and water, and another was introducing the signature dishes to Qiao Aiyun.

   "San Ye, I have ordered, do you want to look at it again?" Qiao Aiyun handed the menu to Fu Shen.

   "You are too polite, just call me Fu Chen." Fu Chen glanced at the menu he had ordered, "Add personal ginseng black chicken soup, it’s dry in autumn, suitable for more soup."

  Qiao Aiyun looked at Fu Chen with a smile. This soup was clearly for their mother and daughter. He was not picky about food, and he was extraordinarily considerate, which is rare.

  Fu Shen took the order, and seemed to unintentionally stretched out his hand to wipe his forehead.

  Song Fengwan flushed his face and hurriedly lowered his head.

   "It's late, why is your face so red suddenly? It's okay." Qiao Aiyun is a mother, so naturally she noticed her daughter's abnormality for the first time.

   "It's okay, maybe the box is a bit hot." Song Feng smiled irritably in the evening.

  Fu Shen said slowly, "Beijing has not yet been heated. The highest temperature today is only 5 degrees, and the wind is cooling down."

  Song Feng wants to cry without tears in the evening.

  Can you not break me through?

   "Look at your dry mouth. I told you to drink more water." Qiao Aiyun helped her pour a glass of water and handed it over, "It's all skinned."

   "Are you there?" Song Feng licked the corner of his mouth late, not daring to look up at Fu Shen.

Before serving, the waiter had already served drinks, Qiao Aiyun only ordered a piece of juice and Longjing, but the waiter ordered an extra bottle of wine, "Before we could not finish the grapes we planted, we made wine, give one free I’ll give you a taste."

  It’s free, so naturally everyone won’t say anything.

  After all, hotels and restaurants often sell it this way. If the taste is good, everyone is naturally willing to spend money to buy it next time.

  "Got it?" Fu Chenmo held his thermos cup and looked at the waiter.

   "Yes, it's freshly brewed, and children can taste it. The alcohol content is very low. If you drink it, you can say it is good." The waiter was numb with his scalp and hurried out.

   "I haven't drunk my own wine, the taste is okay." Qiao Aiyun took the bottle and sniffed it.

  Now her mind is full of bad things at home, and she is not in the mood to talk to Fu Chen, wishing to get drunk and leave.

  "You can try it." Fu Shen knew her expression, she must have cried in the hotel, Qiao Aiyun looked like a strong woman, and in the end, she also had a vulnerable side.

  "Don't you drink something?" Qiao Aiyun motioned to him.

   "I don't drink." Fu Shen declined.

  Qiao Aiyun didn't force it, she poured a glass, and the whole room was full of grapes.

   "Mom, I would like to drink a little too." Song Fengwan smelled a little gluttonous.

   "What kind of wine does the kid drink."

   "Just a little bit, let me taste it."

  Qiao Aiyun stunned her, poured her a small glass, she licked her eyes, like a lazy cat.

"Three..." Qiao Aiyun just wanted to say San Ye, but changed her words again, "Fu Shen, trouble you to take care of it late these days, there is something at home, I may not be able to take care of her, and I have to bother you during this time. Up."

  Qiao Aiyun originally planned to take Song Fengwan to live outside, but the house was in a mess. Later, she and Song Jingren had to quarrel over some things, and she didn't want Song Fengwan to get involved in these salty things.

   "She is very good, not bothersome."

   "Thank you for your help today."

   "It was the Fu family who couldn't help you, it should be..."

  The two talked on very mixed topics, from the recent news policy to the work of Qiao Aiyun.

  Qiao Aiyun buys and sells stone carvings and jade ornaments. It is considered to have inherited some of the family's industries. Although there are males in Qiao's family, they are all artisans, and the business has to be taken care of.

  If you are not a professional, you know very little about this, but Fu Chen has dabbled in the corners of wool, jade and stone. If he is not an expert, he doesn't understand it at all.

   "I just heard my father talk about it by chance, but I don't know much. I am ashamed to show off in front of you." Fu Chen's tone became more humble.

  Qiao Aiyun loves Fu Chen more and more in her heart. Now many young people know that they can't lift their tail up to the sky with a little fur. It is really rare for him to be so low-key.

  Fu Shen Yuguang glanced at Song Fengwan who was still licking the glass, his mouth slightly raised.

  This wine...

  Is it so delicious?

  **

  A meal was almost eaten, Qiao Aiyun’s phone vibrated twice, she hung up directly, her face changed slightly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

  Fu Shen nodded, guessing that Song Jingren was calling, Jiang Fengya’s affairs were fixed, and he might be a little anxious.

  She has been there for a long time, and Song Feng night wrinkled her eyebrows, "Why my mother hasn't come back, I'll look for it." She was already a little drunk, and her walking posture was a little vacant.

  Where did Qiao Aiyun go to the bathroom? She was going to make a phone call. Song Fengwan didn’t even hear the overtones. She really drank too much.

  Fu Shen got up and chased after him.

  His mobile phone vibrates, and he picks up the phone as he walks.

   "Fu San, although you are not good to me, you can't help you as a brother. I don't give away this wine easily."

   "I'll just say when will you start delivering wine here." Fu Shen squinted.

   "Isn't I for you? How is she? Did she drink? I tell you, it’s better to drink more, haha..."

   "She is now out alone, you are responsible for the accident."

  "You don’t pretend to me garlic, you don’t understand that wine, the alcohol content is not low, you didn’t stop her drinking it, and I’m responsible for the accident? What are you pretending to be high now!

  Fu Shen coldly hung up the phone.

  When he got to the bathroom, Song Fengwan was leaning against the wall with a confused expression. He looked up at Fu Chen only after hearing the footsteps, "Well-my mother is not here."

  Her voice is soft and sweet, soft and messy.

   even has a little coquettish taste.

   "Well, let's go back." He smiled indulgingly.

   "Okay." Song Fengwan was very obedient, but after walking two steps, there were some staggers under her feet and almost fell. Fu Chen hurriedly supported her arm and did not dare to enter.

   "Hmm..." Song Fengwan looked up at him, "I'm sorry, I feel a little dizzy."

   "Yeah." Fu Chen responded, and finally couldn't help but lowered his head and touched her forehead...

   "San Ye..."

"Ok?"

   "You are so tall, I can't reach it." She stretched out her hand and gestured, laughing a little silly, she was obviously a little gibberish when she drank, and she spoke upside down.

   Fu gave a dull smile, bent over, and spoke quietly.

   "Is this enough?"

for her……

  He can lower his head.

  Our third master is really Su You Liao, ah——

  The unnamed male partner is a **** assist, haha

  Anonymous male match: So my name too!

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  (End of this chapter)

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