Nan Song pursed his lips, which still smelled of Yu Jinwen.
This caused the heat on her face to quickly spread to her neck.
The whole person is as red as a small shrimp.
Yu Jinwen saw that Nan Song's expression was wrong and hurriedly walked towards her, "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
He reached out and touched her forehead.
Nan Song pursed her lips and said nothing.
Fu Yu couldn't stand it anymore and sighed softly: "I just wanted to praise you for your brilliant mind, but you started to act stupid again. A kiss on the mouth can make you feel warm. You think you are a furnace."
He opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Song is obviously shy."
"you shut up!"
Nan Song and Yu Jinwen both drank to Fu Yu.
"..."
Fu Yu used a pillow to cover his face. The two of them were really more angry than the other.
I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend.
*
Fu Yu came to Nan Song to discuss business, so he dared to be so arrogant.
He transported a batch of horses from Rongcheng and left two horses specially for Nan's father and Nan's mother as a greeting gift. He is very good at being a man.
Nan Song glanced at him, "There's no point in trying to please my parents. There are two generations between them and Su Yin. They have no control over her. My brother Rui has the final say on Su Yin's life-long affairs."
"I...I didn't mean that."
Fu Yu wanted to cover up the truth and hesitated: "I am just simple and just want to visit them. I have no other purpose."
"Oh. You better be." Nan Song didn't believe it at all.
Fu Yu used the excuse that he was frightened and pestered them to treat them to a meal at Shiwei Restaurant, saying it was hush money.
"Ah."
Nan Song said coolly: "I think it would be quicker to silence him directly."
She rolled up her sleeves, picked up the pillow, grabbed Fu Yu's hair, choked him, and beat him violently until the feathers and cotton in the pillow flew all over the floor.
Fu Yu whined, "Old Yu, help me, help me..."
Yu Jinwen watched from the side, ranging from gloating to feeling sad, and unconsciously touched his head, always feeling a sense of danger that he might be domestically abused.
It seems that it would be better for him to behave better in the future.
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Fu Yu was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he still pestered Nan Song and Yu Jinwen to the Shiwei Restaurant.
For a foodie, no big thing is as important as delicious food.
Shiwei Restaurant is always overcrowded every time we have a meal, because it does not accept reservations and has a limited number of seats every day. It is fate that you can eat there, and there are souvenirs for those who can't eat it. You can only try your luck next time.
There was also a long queue today. Fu Yu said with emotion: "This business is so hot. Have you considered opening a branch? It would be great to become a national chain brand."
"Not consider."
Nan Song said: "The catering industry is too tired and the profits are low. It is just for fun."
"Listen." Fu Yu glanced over, "Versailles is starting again."
Yu Jinwen smiled softly and looked at Nan Song, "As long as she likes it, the catering industry is indeed too tiring, and I also want to make it easier for her."
Nan Song wrinkled her nose slightly, she felt that these words were quite useful.