Chapter 62

When Fu Chen hangs up and goes back, a waiter in the box is helping to pour tea and water, while another person is introducing the signature dishes to Qiao Aiyun.

"Third Master, I ordered it. Do you want to stop looking at it?" Qiao Aiyun hands the menu to Fu Chen.

"It's very kind of you. Just call me Fu Chen." Fu Chen glanced at a good menu and said, "add personal Shenwu chicken soup. It's dry in autumn. It's suitable to drink more soup."

Qiao Aiyun looks at Fu Chen with a smile. It's clear that the soup is for their mother and daughter. He is not picky about food, but also very considerate. It's rare.

After Fu Chen ordered the order, he unconsciously rubbed his forehead.

Song Feng's face turned red and he lowered his head in a hurry. He remembered that he had wiped his forehead before and his lips were as numb as fire.

"Why are you so red all of a sudden? It's all right Qiao Aiyun is a mother. Naturally, she is aware of her daughter's abnormality for the first time.

"It's OK. Maybe the box is a little hot." Song Fengwan smiles bitterly.

Fu Chen slowly opened his mouth, "the capital has no heating, today's highest temperature is only 5 degrees, strong wind cooling."

Song Fengwan wants to cry without tears.

Would you mind not tearing me down?

"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 peeling."

"Do you have one?" Song Fengwan licked the corner of his mouth and did not dare to look up at Fu Chen.

Before serving, the waiter had already brought wine. Qiao Aiyun only ordered a fruit juice and Longjing, but the waiter added a bottle of wine. "We couldn't eat all the grapes we planted at home before. We'd like to give you a taste of the wine we brewed."

It's free. Naturally, people won't say anything.

After all, hotels and restaurants often sell like this. If the taste is OK, you will be willing to pay for it next time.

"For you?" Fu Chen rubbed his thermos cup and looked at the waiter.

"Yes, it's just brewed. Children can taste it. The alcohol content is very low. They say it's good after drinking it." The waiter was numb at the sight of him and hurried out.

"I haven't drunk my own wine yet. It tastes OK." Qiao Aiyun took the bottle and smelled it.

She is now full of bad things at home, and not in the mood to talk with Fu Chen, I wish I could get drunk.

"You can have a try." Fu Chen can see from her look that she must have cried in the hotel. Qiao Aiyun looks like a strong woman. In the end, she also has a weak side.

"You don't want a drink?" Qiao Aiyun motioned to him.

"I don't drink." Fu Shen declined.

Qiao Aiyun also does not force, oneself poured a cup, the whole room is full-bodied grape flavor.

"Mom, I want to drink a little too." Song Feng was a little greedy when he smelled it in the evening.

"What kind of wine do children drink?"

"Just a little. I'll taste it."

Qiao Aiyun couldn't beat her and poured her a small cup. She squinted and licked her tongue like a lazy cat.

"Three..." Qiao Aiyun just wanted to talk about the third master, and then changed his mouth, "Fu Chen, these days, I trouble you to take care of her. It's late. There's something at home. I may not be able to take care of her. I'll have to trouble you at this time."

Qiao Aiyun originally intended to take song Fengwan to live outside, but the family was in a mess. Later, she and song Jingren had to quarrel about some things. She didn't want song Fengwan to get involved in these affairs.

"She's good. She's not in trouble."

"Thank you for your help today."

"It was originally the Fu family. I'm sorry for you. I should..."

The two chatted about a variety of topics, from the recent news policy to Qiao Aiyun's work.

Qiao Aiyun buys and sells stone carvings and jade ornaments. She inherits some of her family's industries. Although there are men in Qiao's family, they are all craftsmen, and their business must be managed by someone.

If he was not a professional, he knew little about it, but Fu Chen even dabbled in the edges of woollen materials, jade and stone. If he was not an expert, he would not know it at all.

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

Qiao Aiyun is more and more fond of Fu Chen in his heart. Now many young people want to lift their tail to the sky when they know something. It's rare for him to keep such a low profile.

Fu Chen Yu Guang glanced at Song Fengwan, who was still licking his wine cup, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

This wine

Is it so delicious?

**

After a meal, Qiao Aiyun's mobile phone vibrated twice. She hung up directly and her face changed slightly. "I'll go to the bathroom."

Fu Chen nods and guesses that it's song Jingren. Jiang Fengya's case is certain. He may be in a hurry.

She went for a long time, song Fengwan frowned, "my mother how not to come back, I go to find." She's a bit drunk, and she's walking a little bit frivolous.

Where is Qiao Aiyun going to the bathroom? She's going to make a phone call. Song Fengwan didn't even hear the overtones clearly. She really drank too much.

Fu Shen got up and ran after him.

His cell phone vibrated and he picked up the phone as he walked.

"Fu San, although you don't treat me very well, I can't help you as a brother. I don't give you this wine easily."

"I'll tell you when you start delivering wine here." Fu Shen squinted.

"Don't I do it for you? What about? Did she drink it? I'll tell you, it's easy to drink, ha ha... "

"She's out alone now. You're responsible for the accident."

"Why don't you pretend to me? You don't understand the wine. The alcohol content is not low. You didn't stop her from drinking it. I was responsible for the accident? What kind of nobility do you put on me now

Fu Chen hung up directly.

When he got to the bathroom, song Fengwan was leaning against the wall, looking puzzled. Listening to the footsteps, he looked up at Fu Chen and said, "well, my mother is not here."

Her voice was soft, sweet, and soft.

Even with a little coquettish taste, like cat claws in the bottom of my heart thousand scratch, Fu Chen staring at her tiny red face, breathing a bit, throat sliding.

It itches hard.

"Well, go back." His speech became very low.

"Good." Song Fengwan is very obedient, but after two steps, she stumbles and nearly falls down. Without waiting for Fu Chen to reach out, she has already grasped his clothes, and the whole person is lying in his arms

The little girl was so hot and soft that he felt numb.

He was stiff.

Soft hot hands holding his waist side clothes, breathing fell on his chest, burning like heart shaking.

"Well..." song Fengwan looked up at him, "sorry, I feel a little dizzy."

She licked some dry corners of her mouth. Her voice was gentle and tender, which made her heart palpitating.

"Well." Fu Chen answered, but he couldn't hold back and touched her forehead

That small piece of skin is warm and soft.

Fu Shen's fingers were tight and loose, and he put his hand around her waist. He only felt that there was an unknown dry heat in his heart, an inexplicable joy, and a thrilling hunger, coming from all over the world

"Well?" Song Fengwan didn't know what happened, and he licked the corner of his mouth with doubts.

Fu Chen's eyes are dim. I wish I could face her little mouth

Take a bite.

"Third Master..."

"Well?"

"You are so tall that I can't reach you." She stretched out her hand and gesticulated, laughing foolishly. After drinking too much, she was obviously a bit of gibberish.

Fu gave a dull smile, bent down and bowed. Her hot breath slipped inch by inch from her face. Her heart palpitations made her paralyzed.

The four eyes are opposite, the nose breath entangles, he just quiet mouth.

"Is that enough?"

For her

He can bow his head.