The top floor of the villa is built with glass. It is very large and stylish. The air conditioner is turned on inside the house, which is as warm as spring. Outside the house, there is snow dancing and the cold wind is raging.

Such a scenery is particularly lovely and is very suitable for the love atmosphere. Especially the dazzling lights, which fall on the steak with a very tempting color, increase people's appetite. Lafite wine also exudes a bloody luster in the light and shadow.

For the candlelight dinner for four people, Ji Yan and Qi Wen sat on one side, while Jiang Yuying and Wei Xinyu sat opposite each other. A big golden retriever was swaying next to him, and turned around and waved over to see if anyone would give it some good food.

Jiang Yuying smiled and grabbed a piece of meat from Ji Yan's plate and fed it to Pusha: "Pusha Pusha, if you eat my meat, you must remember that I am Sister Huaer..."

Her ridiculous words attracted laughter from the table, and even Qi Wen, who was so serious that he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Wei Xinyu was even more furious and shouted: "Haha, your meat! Your meat!" She grimaced and imitated Pusha's tone: "Sister Huaer, why did your meat be taken out of Brother Ji Yan's plate?"

Jiang Yuying raised her eyebrows and was very proud: "Because I am happy, hahaha, mine is mine, and his is mine!"

Wei Xinyu was so envious that she glanced at each other and asked with resentment, and foolishly sought other people's opinions: "Quick together, I want your flesh too..."

Jiang Yuying almost bit off her tongue and choked for a while: "Oh, it's so terrifying! Xinyu, you seem to be just a fairy, saying to the monk from Dongtu Datang, 'Brother Tang Monk, I want to eat your flesh'..."

"How could people say 'ruu' so disgusting'?" Wei Xinyu completely failed to grasp the central idea and was successfully off topic.

Qi Wen did not say a word, and buried his head in the dining scene, and was serious. He obviously couldn't resist the sudden enthusiasm of the rich lady.

Wei Xinyu was very grateful to Jiang Yuying. She would be embarrassed if the other party hadn't interrupted the conversation and no one would have paid attention to her.

Two women say one thing and one thing, hehehehe.

The two men also started chatting, all about boring work. When they talked about work, they asked more questions and had more expressions. Unlike usual stern faces, they were completely inconsistent with his age.

At this time, Jiang Yuying suddenly discovered a new world, her eyes widened, and she was startled: "Ah! Ask me! I found that you look very much like my husband when he was young..."

Isn't that? Ji Yan, who had just met for the first time, was like this. He had a stern face all day long, and had no expression. He spoke less, and he could answer in one word, but he would never use two words.

Now, especially when the couple snuggled up to their children at night, they were simply chattering.

Wei Xinyu's mouth twitched: "When I was young, I spoke very old."

Jiang Yuying knew that she had read the novel, so she joked: "Compared to when he was my prince's brother, he is indeed old now. Hehe, I'm talking about his youth..."

So the trouble came, and Wei Xinyu was puzzled: "Hey, you met so early? Then why can Liu Xing be pregnant with a child?"

Jiang Yuying said "Ouch", and this time she really bit her tongue.

Ji Yan's eyebrows were anxious, and he reached out to look over the table and touched her face: "How is it? Does it hurt?"
Chapter completed!