Chapter 143 I Really Want to Chop My Hands Off!

He often did this, and suddenly thought of Fang Jiayin when looking at Wen Xuxu.

Although they are two people with completely opposite personalities, he always accidentally sees the shadow of Jiayin in her.

It was obvious that this was an illusion, but he didn't know why there was such an illusion.

"Mr. Yan, please order."

After sitting down, Wen Xuxu handed the menu to Yan Rusheng, and the two sat facing each other.

Yan Rusheng lowered his eyes and looked at the menu. He looked at it very seriously, and his thick eyelashes motionlessly covered his beautiful eyes.

Xuxu looked at him, a little stunned.

If you think back carefully, this seems to be the first time they have eaten out alone.

When I was in City B, if we met on Saturdays and Sundays, there would always be Fang Jiayin or someone else when we had dinner together.

There is no such opportunity in Kyoto City. Except for socializing, they will never appear at the dinner table together.

"Ask the waiter to take your order." Yan Rusheng suddenly raised his head.

"Oh, okay." Xuxu quickly recovered, responded, and waved in the direction of the cashier, "Waiter, order."

The waiter came over and Yan Rusheng ordered all the dishes he had just chosen.

He had a very good memory, and he could close the menu and report the names of seven dishes to the waiter in one breath after only looking at it carefully.

There were only two of them, seven courses, what a waste!

Xuxu thought to herself, but this time the eldest young master actually showed kindness and did not order any dishes with curry. There were also a few dishes that she liked very much.

The waiter tore off the menu sheet and placed it on the corner of the table, then left.

Wen Xuxu started to use the bowls, chopsticks and cups.

Every time she does these things, she is very serious and always scrubs them over and over again, at least three times.

Yan Rusheng held his chin with his hands and looked at her. There were some beads of sweat on her plump and smooth forehead. She must have been hot from walking for such a long distance just now.

He couldn't help but reach into the tissue box and pulled out two tissues.

"Mr. Yan, would you like some tea?" Xuxu suddenly raised her head and asked him softly.

Just like when she looked at him and he suddenly raised his head, Yan Rusheng felt a little guilty and wiped his forehead with the two tissues he had just taken out.

"casual."

He replied to Wen Xuxu with his usual attitude, and then glanced at Xuxu's forehead with his peripheral vision in annoyance.

sky! Just now he actually wanted to help this stupid woman wipe her sweat, he really wanted to chop off her hands!

Wen Xuxu poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Yan Rusheng, "It's a bit hot, be careful."

She whispered softly and took her slender white hands away from the cup.

"Wen Xuxu!" Yan Rusheng looked sharply at Wen Xuxu's face, his voice filled with unbelievable surprise.

Xuxu's hand that hadn't been taken back trembled. She raised her eyelids and looked at him doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

What was he doing so suddenly? It startled her.

"Nothing." Yan Rusheng shook his head.

It was a friendly reminder to him, but the voice was a little lower than usual. He actually felt flattered and almost reached out to grab her little hand.

Asked her if she helped him with soup, bowls and chopsticks like this when she and Jiang Zhuoheng were eating together, and if she would also remind him so gently.

Yan Rusheng, it seems that you are really ill.

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There was a dish she liked, and Xuxu ate it very deliciously. A bowl of rice was eaten quickly, and she ate it with her empty bowl.

Seeing that there was no rice in her bowl, Yan Rusheng frowned and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"