Shen Hou nodded honestly, of course, neither his hands nor his mouth were idle.
"Thank you."
Quan Hanting used another pair of clean chopsticks to hold her a Jiwei shrimp. "You're welcome."
After Shen Hou had a meal, he picked the shrimp out and put them in a saucer next to him.
The man raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"Too lazy to peel, eat other dishes first."
Quan Hanting smiled and shook his head, put on disposable gloves, and started peeling shrimps under Shen Xu's surprised eyes.
The man's hands are big and well-knotted. If he plays the piano, he will definitely look good. Even the act of peeling shrimps feels noble in his actions.
Pleasing to the eye.
Shen Xu secretly said that Liu Ye liked to eat shrimp.
Within a second of her thoughts, Shen Hun still prefers to taste the delicacy in front of her, rather than exploring Quan Hanting's preferences, so she continued to pick up dishes and ate hard.
Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks appeared in front of her eyes, and she also skillfully clamped five or six Jiwei shrimps, slowly but firmly put them into her bowl.
Shen Hou looked up, just in time to see the man withdraw his hand.
She smiled and blinked: "For me?"
Quan Hanting didn't say a word, and directly caught the rest of the animals.
"Well, it's really for me, thank you Uncle Six, then I'm not welcome."
"Sneez—when have you been polite?"
His speech was not big or small, his attitude was always good and sometimes bad, and he was even hotter and colder. Even that time at the Hot Spring Villa, she controlled the rhythm at first, and waited until he was tired before it was his turn to take the position.
Quan Hanting discovered that from beginning to end, he was the one who was led by the nose by the little girl.
Shen Hun didn't answer his words, and ate shrimps by himself.
Twenty minutes later, half a bowl of hot soup was eaten, "OK, I'm full."
Quan Hanting looked at the almost empty plate on the table, and couldn't help but sigh, "Eat better than me..."
Shen Hui curled his lips, "I have nothing to compare with you."
"why?"
"I'm still growing up, you are already so old, you've long been shaped."
At this age...
age…
The man's face sullen, dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Am I wrong?" The expression was so stinky.
"... Yes, wrong."
hiss! How did she hear the gnashing of her teeth
After eating and drinking, the two left the private room, Quan Hanting swiped his card to check out, and Shen Hun was standing beside him waiting for him, quietly and well-behaved like a little daughter-in-law.
There was still a section of road from the parking lot, and the two walked side by side under street lights in the wind.
Suddenly, a strong light shot from behind, and before Shen Wei turned his head, he was pulled to the side of the road by the man, because the force was too strong and almost hurt her ankle.
"Are you going to die?" The tone was deep, cold.
Shen Hou raised her eyes, her eyes met, she chuckled, "Isn't this still alive?"
"If you didn't react quickly and gave you a hand, do you think you can stand here without pain?"
"So..." Shen Hun stepped back, pulled a distance, and bowed at ninety degrees, "Thank you, Uncle Liu for your life-saving grace.
"I want to send you a thank you?"
"otherwise?"
Quan Hanting groaned for a moment, his gaze saw her from the head to the feet, and then to the face from the feet, "How about the body?"
"not so good."
"Then you tell me, what's wrong with the Lord, so I'm so provoking you?"
Shen Hun really looked at him for a long time, "The face is good, the figure is good, the rich has the right to have a network, Ningcheng Tu Bawang, there is really nothing wrong with it."
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