Chapter 397 Let’s Go Eat Together

Ning Qing's pink and beautiful mouth was trembling, and he pulled her little hand down. She looked at him with tearful eyes. She cried so fast that her beautiful little nose was turning red, "You lied, saying you can't Touch me, that **** even tricked me into going to the top of the mountain..."

Lu Shaoming held her in his arms, and the little woman's head turned quickly. In an instant, she thought through everything that had happened in the past few months.

Pushing her hair behind her ears, he kissed her snow-white earlobes and said, "Madam, I used some poppy to relieve the pain that day."

Ning Qing was shocked and stretched out her trembling index finger to scold him, "You old man... you don't want to die, you only know how to do that kind of thing..."

Lu Shaoming put her down, and pressed her up with his handsome body, "Madam, what do you think I should do? When I first came back, you pestered me to death. How could I miss you and be touched by you after two months of separation? I had a reaction. Later, you went to England, but when you came back, you were so arrogant and bright in front of me. I would have a reaction when I saw you. Madam, you said you were a torturer, and I wanted to do that kind of thing with you. I don’t think so.”

Ning Qing covered his mouth with her small hands to prevent him from saying whether he had a face or not. They hadn't been together for half a year. It was rare to say such long words, all with color.

A harmonious society is not afraid of harmony either.

(Yes, review the artistic editor.)

"Okay, don't say anything." Lu Shaoming took away her little hand and pressed it down.

Ning Qing hesitated and turned her head to the side to resist.

But her small chin was pinched, and the man's kiss came in, "Madam, I finally feel better, are you still willing to make me feel uncomfortable?"

These words touched the softest part of Ning Qing's heart. Her two little hands slid to the sheets, and she blushed and closed her eyes.

…

Jian Han walked out of the Ning family villa and when she turned the corner, she saw Zhou Dayuan on the road.

The man wore a navy striped T-shirt and dark gray trousers. He left her side profile. He had a tall and gentle body. He was wiping his trouser pocket with one hand and looking at the mobile phone in his palm with the other.

Is he waiting for her?

He is waiting for her!

Jian Han felt that her empty heart was full again, so she said, "Da Yuan."

Zhou Dayuan turned sideways and looked at her.

Late at night in the summer, the evening breeze blew. The woman wore a thin black bat shirt and a pink pleated gauze skirt that reached her ankles. Her smooth black hair was tied up casually and hung down to her right shoulder. There is a sense of comfort in the elegance.

Jian Han has a distinctive feminine scent, the fragrance of gardenia accumulated over time, comfortable and homely.

Zhou Dayuan watched the woman running towards him. Yes, she had a gentle smile on her face. She raised her feet and ran towards him. The evening breeze blew her gauze skirt away, creating a beautiful landscape.

Zhou Dayuan raised the corners of his lips and opened his arms.

Jian Han threw herself into his arms.

Zhou Dayuan hugged her tightly.

"Is it cold?" he asked.

She was always cold.

Jian Han shook her head, hugged his waist and rubbed his striped shirt. She asked with concern, "Is it dangerous this time? Are you injured?"

I haven't been able to sleep well these days, and I'm always worried that he will get hurt.

Zhou Dayuan hugged her soft body, lowered his eyes and took a sip of the fragrance of shampoo on her hair. He frowned, and his clear eyebrows were a bit addicted and satisfied, "There is no danger, and there is no injury."

"Yes." Jian Han nodded. She was happy, so she hugged him tightly.

Zhou Dayuan rubbed her hair and asked softly, "Have you had dinner? Let's go eat together?"

Jian Han let go of his waist and glanced at his smooth and handsome face. Did he eat? I probably haven’t eaten either.

"good."

"What do you want to eat? I didn't drive today. Should I go on foot or take a taxi?" he asked gentlemanly.

Jian Han looked ahead and said, "There is a restaurant there. Let's eat there. It's not too far. We can walk there."

"Okay." The two walked forward.

Zhou Dayuan walked on the left hand side, letting Jian Han walk on his right hand. The man wiped his left hand in his trouser pocket, but his right hand hung down by his side.

Jian Han's face was a little red. Now that she calmed down, she realized how inappropriate it was for her to rush to hug him. She was really worried just now and wanted to see him and confirm his safety.

Now that I think about it, what is her identity?

The enthusiasm faded, and I didn't know where she would go with him.

At this time, her little hand on the left was held. The man's big hand was dry and warm. He smiled warmly and looked at her with starry eyes, "Jian Han, what are you thinking about?"

Jian Han blushed suddenly, he... held her hand?

She shook her head, stumbling over her words, "No...no."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and looked at the shadows of the two people on the ground. He was very close to her, his big hand holding his small hand, and their shadows slowly overlapped.

Time seems to have returned to 6 years ago.

Zhou Dayuan looked at the woman's red earlobes, his eyes became more and more tender. After wandering in the sea of ​​​​people for so long, the woman he had always wanted finally returned to him.

…

The two came to a restaurant to eat Chinese food. The interior was decorated in a very romantic style, with rattan chairs on one side and a sofa on the other.

Zhou Dayuan took Jian Han's little hand and led her to a seat by the window. He propped his right hand on the rattan chair and asked her to sit down in a gentlemanly manner.

The blush on Jian Han's face had not faded yet, so she took her little hand out of his palm and sat down shyly.

Zhou Dayuan walked around to the sofa opposite.

The waiter brought the menu, and Zhou Dayuan pushed it in front of her, "Order first."

"Oh." Jian Han nodded.

She picked up the menu, flipped through a few pages, and said to the waiter, "Let's have some fried beef fillet with peppers, fried fish fillet with Milanese, and grilled seasonal vegetables with fresh mushrooms."

She handed the menu to Zhou Dayuan.

Zhou Dayuan was pouring warm water for her with a teacup. The man's hands were so beautiful, like jade, without any calluses, fair and slender.

I held her just now, so warm.

Zhou Dayuan took the menu and said, "Another dry-pot tea tree mushroom..." He added a few more.

The waiter took the menu and left. Jian Han took a sip of water. She looked out the window and saw the bright lights of her maternal home outside. The environment here was also quiet, with romantic French music and no noise. Everyone was chatting with their eyes down.

Jian Han's mood also relaxed a little bit and became lighter.

The dishes came quickly, and the two of them ate very elegantly. The dim light cast a soft light on the two people with the same cold aura, and outsiders could not enter their world.

But something unexpected happened soon. The rattan chair and the back seat were close together. A family of three came on the back seat. The child was jumping around on the rattan chair, and his little arms touched Jian Han's shoulder.

Zhou Dayuan raised his eyes, looked over with gentle black eyes, and said in a very soft voice, "Come and sit."

He pointed to the seat next to him.

Jian Han was helpless. Children have a naughty nature. She stood up and sat next to him.

The adults at the back table quickly looked over and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, the kids are disturbing you."

Jian Han smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

The two sat together to eat. Jian Han became a little cautious. The man was as usual. He picked up a clean small bowl and used a small spoon to make two spoons of Yangzhou fried rice. Then he picked up the chopsticks and picked out all the chopped green onions. Finally, Put it in her hand.

Over the years, he always remembered that she didn't eat chopped green onions.

The only daughter in the family, she is not only an idiot in life, but also picky and difficult to support.

"Thank you." Jian Han said with lowered eyes, took a delicate bite of rice with the spoon he just took, and picked up a piece of lettuce with chopsticks to bite.

But at this moment, from the corner of his eye, the man stopped eating.

He was close to the sofa, with two long legs stacked gracefully on top of each other, one arm across the sofa behind her, and a hand placed gently on his leg.

Jian Han looked sideways and saw the man's handsome and angular silhouette. He pursed his lips slightly, showing a bit of tiredness in his smooth appearance.

"Have you eaten?" she asked, her soft voice filled with distress that she didn't even notice.

This pain is almost overflowing.

He didn't move his chopsticks much just now, as if he had a bad appetite.

Zhou Dayuan looked at the woman and shook his head, "No."

"Then why don't you eat? Is the food not to your liking?"

"good."

Jian Han put a small piece of lettuce on the chopsticks into his mouth and chewed it, then picked up a piece of beef fillet and handed it to his mouth, "Eat and see."

Zhou Dayuan leaned forward, opened his mouth and ate.

"Is it delicious?" the woman asked.

Zhou Dayuan chewed a few mouthfuls of beef tenderloin and then swallowed, "Yeah, it's delicious." He looked at her clear and gentle apricot eyes. The three dishes she ordered were all his favorites. As a doctor, he knew how to take care of himself. He likes cold and spicy food, beef fillet, fish or seasonal vegetables.

He leaned down and the two of them were very close. Jian Han looked at his sharp eyebrows. The bridge of his nose was not as tall and sharp as other men's, but the lines were beautiful and very attractive.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Zhou Dayuan frowned and said softly, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with her. She just stopped the leucorrhea... She has been tortured for the past half month and has been reduced to a human shape. When she was sent to the hospital, her right leg was amputated and she will be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life."

Zhou Dayuan's tone was very similar to chatting with her. He rarely made friends. Lu Shaoming grew up with him. The two had a deep relationship, but there were some things they couldn't say to him.

Now looking at the woman's gentle eyes, he wanted to say something.

"Actually, I'm in the Zhou family. I don't know why. My parents haven't been close to me since I was a child. Apart from living in the same house, they are very indifferent to me. They don't care about my studies or my life... But they are very indifferent to me. Lei is very good, very good, the kind that is afraid of melting when held in the palm of your hand... Later I thought, maybe I am a boy, and girls need more care in comparison..."

"Despite this, I think we are still a family, and Zhilei is my sister... But I can't help her. She is too obsessed with Shaoming. I watched her go astray step by step, and finally for myself She paid the price for her mistakes... Now, her whole life is probably ruined..."

Jian Han listened and slowly lowered her eyes. Sometimes many things in this world are unclear. Zhou Zhilei's current disability is her own fault. Regardless of right or wrong, this man always feels sorry for his sister.

He has a heavy sense of mission, both for Lu Shaoming and Zhou Zhilei.

At this time, a big palm touched her little face, and the man smiled, "What's wrong with you?"