Chapter 13 Old Man?

Her cheeks were burning. When did she start to become infatuated with male beauty?

Fu Yanzun, carrying the bag, walked towards Tang Wan'er.

He shoved the bag into Tang Wan'er's hands, saying, "These are clothes I bought for you. Go change into them!"

Tang Wan'er just wanted to eat right now. Anyway, the clothes she was wearing were loose and quite comfortable.

"How about we change after we finish eating? I'm starving."

As she spoke, Tang Wan'er looked at Fu Yanzun pitifully, rubbing her stomach with one hand, looking like she was really hungry.

Whenever he stood in front of her, Fu Yanzun's gaze would always unconsciously drift towards her clothes.

He didn't mind her dressed like that, but he was afraid that he would lose control again and things would go awry.

Once is enough. If it happens a second time, he really doesn't know how to explain it to himself.

"You should change your clothes; it's raining outside and the room is cold."

However, Tang Wan'er didn't think that she needed to wear many layers in the current weather, even though it was the middle of summer.

"I like it cooler, Uncle, please let me eat quickly."

Is that okay? I think I'm more concerned about filling my stomach right now than the temperature.

Upon hearing her call him "uncle," Fu Yanzun's face completely fell.

If it weren't for the silver-rimmed glasses that concealed his sharp eyes, Tang Wan'er would probably have been pierced by a thousand arrows by the cold glint in his eyes long ago.

She saw an insulated bag placed at the door with a hotel logo printed on it; the waiter had just told her that it contained food from that hotel.

Tang Wan'er didn't stand on ceremony; they'd already slept together, so there was no point in being coy.

So he picked up the bag and went to the restaurant.

I opened the zipper to the bag, and there were several lunch boxes inside.

She took out the lunchboxes one by one, opened the lids, and a fragrant aroma filled the air.

Seeing that the man was still standing there, she turned around and looked at him, asking in confusion, "Uncle, aren't you hungry? Aren't you going to eat anything?"

Fu Yanzun's face was extremely gloomy. Although he had indeed treated Tang Wan'er as a child before, they were still of the same generation as brother and sister, not uncle and niece, okay?

"Don't call me uncle, I'm not that old."

Looking at his gloomy face, Tang Wan'er suddenly understood something. It turned out that the man was angry because she called him "uncle" and he felt old.

It turns out that it's not just women who are afraid of being told they're old; men feel the same way!

Looking at his gloomy face, she really wanted to laugh.

It turns out that even the aloof and abstinent male god has such an adorable side.

"You're not angry because I called you 'uncle,' are you? Or you can think of it another way: it's not that you're too old, but that I'm too young. Maybe people think I'm just a middle school student. It's not unreasonable for a middle school student to call a 30-year-old man 'uncle,' is it?"

Fu Yanzun pulled out a chair and sat down, not even glancing at her. "You're quite open-minded for a middle school student like you, actually trying to seduce an old man like me into bed?"

Tang Wan'er has always been arrogant and domineering, and she doesn't care what others say. It's also true that she seduced the older man.

"You don't know this, do you? These days, young girls like older men. Only older men know how to take care of women!"

"..."

It was one thing to call him an uncle earlier, but now they're calling him an old man? Is he old? In what way is he old?