Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Chapter 469 You Make Me Appetite



Chapter 469 You Make Me Appetite

Cheng Xiaoyu ate the fish contentedly, like a greedy cat.

When a person is full of food, his body will warm up, and when his body is warm, his heart will not be cold, and his life will be happy.

This is Cheng Xiaoyu's consistent logic.

Shi Shen Yuan wasn't that hungry at first, but driven by her, he also had an appetite.

"Like to eat fish?"

"Well, I love seafood and river seafood."

Shi Shenyuan helped her squeeze lemon juice on the fried fish, then sprinkled some peppercorns on his fried fish, and said: "I know there is a small seafood restaurant in Haicheng, I will take you there next time."

next time.

Cheng Xiaoyu cut a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, chewing the word "next time", turned to look at Shi Shenyuan: "Mr. Shi, why are you so nice to me?"

She is Xiaojiu's friend, and it is normal for Shi Shenyuan to take care of her.But now, he seems to have gone beyond the scope of normal care for her.

Shi Shen Yuan was silent for two seconds, then looked at her: "Probably you made me have more appetite."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "I like what you said! In fact, many of my friends have told me that as long as they are with me, they will not be able to help eating too much, and they will easily gain weight."

As she said that, she poked Shi Shen Yuan's chest muscles, and said with a smirk: "Mr. Shi, if you eat with me again, be careful of getting fat. If you get fat, you won't be able to wear such a handsome suit."

When Shen Yuan grabbed her hand, his eyes were deep, as if he had looked into her heart.

Cheng Xiaoyu blinked and looked at him in a daze.

"Miss Cheng, don't touch a man's chest muscles casually in the future, unless you really have plans for that man."

Cheng Xiaoyu's head cleared up in an instant, realizing that she lost her composure after drinking, she quickly withdrew her hand, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shi, I have no other intentions."

"Let's eat." Shi Shen Yuan also looked away.

The two of them were full, Cheng Xiaoyu slapped his forehead, "Forgot, Xiaojiu!"

She hurriedly looked for her mobile phone, wanted to call Su Jiuyao, and wanted to ask her how she was doing and if she was feeling better.

But Shi Shenyuan pressed his wrist.

"Don't fight, Jiuyao is fine."

"Eh? How do you know? Gu Hanye contacted you?"

Shi Shenyuan cleared his throat unnaturally: "Han Ye is not feeling well, Jiuyao should treat him right now, you call and disturb his rest."

"Oh..." Cheng Xiaoyu wondered, Gu Hanye was sick, why did Jiuyao say she was sick?

But when she was full, she developed "meal dizziness", her stomach and brain competed for blood, and after drinking alcohol, she became even more dizzy, and she simply didn't care if any of them were sick, anyway, Jiuyao is a little genius doctor, and nothing will happen of.

So Cheng Xiaoyu opened another bottle of wine for herself.

"Still drinking?"

"Ang, we will start a new life tomorrow, let's celebrate today."

When Shen Yuan listened to her words, he didn't ask carefully, but thought it was very pleasing to the ear, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Mr. Shi, you are so kind. Hehe."

Shi Shenyuan also thought for a moment in his heart, this night, he sent him a good card, what does this girl mean?

"By the way, Mr. Shi, you said, you guarantee that I can get married and marry well, are you going to introduce me to a male ticket?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was already drunk, as if she was really looking forward to it.

Shi Shen Yuan didn't change his face and said: "Well, yes."

"Is anyone chosen? Can I have a look at the photos first?"

Shi Shen Yuan smiled slightly, "I haven't made up my mind yet, you have to tell me what you want first."

Cheng Xiaoyu pursed her lower lip, leaned on the bar, hugged the beer bottle, and said longingly, "Just look for it like your brother did."


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