Volume 1, Chapter 6: His dignity as a man should not be questioned
Song Xi never thought that he would be so straightforward.
The atmosphere was already so heated, so she just asked the whole thing, even though she was a little shy inside.
Song Xi nodded gently, "Well, please start your answer now."
For some reason, Shang Fuyan wanted to laugh after hearing her words, but he kept his expression tight.
If I laugh at her at this time, it would be impolite.
Shang Fuyan paused, and instead of answering, asked: "What do you want to hear me say?"
Song Xi's eyes turned cunningly, "If you hear that I'm not your ideal type, I can back off in time."
"No." The man realized that his attitude was stiff, and then he softened a little. "It hasn't even started yet, and you're backing out. Are you afraid?"
I don’t know if it was the provocation that worked.
Song Xi responded: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. I have never encountered anything that I dare not do since I was a child."
The more challenging things are, the more you want to overcome them, to climb, to change, to appreciate, and to experience the excitement that comes with the unexpected.
After hearing this, the corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and a faint gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Song Xi, what is your ideal type?"
"I didn't know it before, but now I know. My ideal type... is someone like you."
Shang Fuyan admitted that he was attracted by this girl at this moment, his expression did not show, and he said calmly: "I am deeply honored."
Unexpectedly, Song Xi changed the subject, "But don't be too happy too soon. Maybe one day, I won't like you like this anymore."
At this moment, it was like a basin of cold water was poured directly on the man's head, making him sober up again.
The hands holding the steering wheel were exerting slight force.
Song Xi noticed this, stared for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Professor Shang, do you want to hear a story?"
Seeing him nod, Song Xi secretly organized his words and narrated as smoothly as possible: "It is said that insufficient kidney qi can cause kidney deficiency, which can lead to symptoms of bulging blue veins in patients."
Shang Fuyan: “…”
He lowered his head and glanced at his hands. The blue veins were clearly due to excessive exercise, so how could it lead to kidney deficiency?
Seeing that he was silent, Song Xi continued, "Jinkui Shenqi Pills and Qiju Dihuang Pills are both relatively effective."
At this moment, the man really wanted to teach her a lesson through his actions.
But my identity was not right and the time was not right, so I didn't dare scare her away.
Shang Fuyan spoke calmly, "Where did you hear all this?"
"I write novels..." Song Xi changed his words in time, "I saw it on the Internet."
“What you see with your eyes may not be true. Only when you experience it yourself can you fully understand it.”
Song Xi felt that he was a little angry. Maybe she had used inappropriate words just now and shouldn't have questioned his dignity as a man.
But it's too late to say anything now, so let's just throw the jar into the ground.
Perhaps noticing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, Shang Fuyan changed the subject in time, "Where is the location of the house you rented?"
"A small high-rise apartment in Yijin Garden."
The man nodded slightly to show that he understood.
Song Xi lowered his head and searched on his phone, asking, "Professor Shang, can you eat spicy food?"
"It's OK. It's edible."
"How about we go have hotpot tonight?"
"Okay." The man had no objection.
Song Xi placed an order online for a group-purchased meal for two. Even if he wanted to pay in advance, he wouldn't have the chance.
When they arrived, they were directly invited to a private room by the enthusiastic and polite waiter.
The space was spacious, eliminating some of the awkwardness that occurred when the two of them were alone together.
It was still early outside, and they were the first couple of diners to come in. The surroundings were unusually quiet, with only the occasional footsteps of the staff.
Shang Fuyan answered a phone call, said a few words to the person on the other end, and then hung up.
While waiting bored, Song Xi likes to check Weibo and read the comments from her fans.
Funny and touching.
I will also write down my thoughts and experiences at any time.
Many times, when Song Xi had inspiration, he would write it down in the notebook he carried with him, which was helpful for his creation.
Professor Shang was sitting opposite her right now. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would never dare to take out the A7 notebook filled with densely written notes.
Song Xi had no choice but to take out the memo on his mobile phone and type line after line of text on it with his nimble fingers.
Shang Fuyan watched quietly without speaking out to interrupt her thoughts.
After she finished recording, Song Xi raised her head and met the man's gaze, "How...how long have you been watching?"
Shang Fuyan smiled slightly, "From my angle, I can't see anything."
Song Xi felt relieved, put his phone next to the dining table, and started to unpack the chopsticks.
She didn't feel hungry at noon, but now she was already starving, probably because of the temptation of delicious food.
Speaking of hot pot, its origin can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The bronze tripods and pottery jars at that time were considered to be the prototypes of hot pot.
Song Xi understood this knowledge. After all, he had studied archaeological culture for a semester. Adding his natural interest in it, he accumulated more and more knowledge.
Just at this moment, the waiter pushed over the self-service condiment cart.
Song Xi looked at the man opposite him, "Professor Shang, do you want me to help you scoop out the small sauce?"
"I can serve it myself, you go first."
Song Xi didn't bother to be polite with him. After scooping up the sesame sauce with a spoon, he scooped up crushed peanuts, beef sauce, balsamic vinegar, sesame oil, chili powder, green onions and a few spoons of coriander.
There is no doubt that Song Xi likes to eat coriander.
She wished that green coriander would be planted everywhere in the world so that when the wind blew, it would bring with it the fragrance.
Seeing that he also scooped up some coriander, Song Xi gave him an extra point in his heart.
The two of them have similar tastes, so it will be very convenient for them to live together in the future.
Song Xi secretly cursed herself for thinking too much. She was already thinking about the future before the present was even started. Who gave her the courage?
Shang Fuyan didn't know about her psychological changes and just thought that she liked hot pot very much.
I guess there are few girls who would dislike it.
It was the first time that Song Xi had dinner with Shang Fuyan, and for all considerations, he specially ordered a shuangyuan hotpot.
She especially likes to soak fried dough sticks in soup. There is a legend about fried dough sticks, which is related to Qin Hui and his wife in the Southern Song Dynasty.
It was especially enjoyable when she put the fried dough sticks into the spicy pot.
Then dip the fried dough sticks into the prepared sauce, which can instantly satisfy her taste buds.
This was the first time Shang Fuyan had seen this way of eating.
He doesn't like greasy food and usually won't even touch fried dough sticks.
"Professor Shang, please try it, it's delicious, trust me." Song Xi said sincerely.
The man's lips curved slightly, and he used the serving chopsticks to put the cut dough sticks into the hot pot. Then, according to Song Xi's method, he dipped some sauce in it, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it slowly, his expression unchanged.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Song Xi was a little impatient.
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