Quan Qiao hesitated for a moment, then curled her red lips:
“What if I enjoy it? What if I don’t?
If I enjoy myself, will you satisfy me completely? Hmm? "
The last word was deliberately low-pitched, and in the cramped elevator, it seemed a little ambiguous.
Fu Yi's face froze. She was still so outrageous.
He couldn't answer this question.
Just then the elevator opened with a ding.
He strides towards the restaurant with long legs.
Quan Qiao was already here, so she didn't act pretentiously and just followed.
With Beiou's help, we found out that the restaurant had already prepared the meal.
But when the two of them entered, their steps froze...
The lights in the restaurant were dim and there was no one there.
There was only a table in the corner by the window, and on the table were steaks, pasta, champagne, etc., and there were also candles!
At first glance, it looks like a candlelight dinner.
Fu Yi's face darkened as he looked at the chef who came out and asked:
"You prepared it?"
"Ah...yes."
The head chef answered honestly, "Special Assistant Beiou asked me to prepare dinner for you and Miss Quan. He said it needed to be special and attentive. We'll be..."
Fu Yi...
Beiou, who followed from behind, quickly explained:
"I want the dishes to be better, the ingredients to be more special, and the cooking to be more attentive and delicious..."
The chef's face was frozen, so he had misunderstood?
He said awkwardly, "Well, this... this is all ready... the steak pasta tastes pretty good... the kitchen equipment is all turned off, so why don't you just make do with this?"
In the end, Fu Yi and Quan Qiao could only "reluctantly" and "make do" to sit at the dining table to eat.
Fu Yi's movements are always naturally elegant and dignified.
And Quan Qiao naturally took his time and chewed his food carefully.
It was a great meal, a simple one, but it gave off a French romantic vibe.
Fu Yi always felt that given his and Quan Qiao's current relationship, it was not appropriate for them to dine like this.
After finishing his meal, he put down his knife and fork and said to Quan Qiao:
"Take your time."
As he spoke, he stood up and was about to leave.
"etc."
Quan Qiao stopped him and reminded him, "Professor Fu, you brought me out, but you're not responsible for sending me back?"
Fu Yi frowned. Send her back?
How old is she?
Quan Qiao said, "I have always been clear about gratitude and grudges. Whoever brought me out must take me back, otherwise you owe me one."
Fu Yi: ...
All he could say was, "Go."
"I haven't finished eating yet."
Quan Qiao said this and continued to lower her head to eat her food.
Fu Yi could only sit by and wait, just sit and wait.
His eyes inadvertently fell on Quan Qiao, and he found that she ate slower than ordinary people, and although she seemed casual, she actually cherished every bite.
Seeing him looking at her, Quan Qiao explained:
"Sorry, you'll have to wait. I've loved eating like this since I was little, because every bite of food was hard to come by when I was little, and I often had no food to eat.
For people like you, eating is a pleasure, but for me, it is a lifesaver."
After saying that, she continued eating.
Fu Yi looked at her thin and cold figure, and felt a slight pain in his heart.
The hands on his thighs also stiffened.
After a long time, Quan Qiao finished his meal and got up to go out.
Fu Yi followed behind her. Neither of them communicated with each other, but the scene looked very harmonious.
After arriving at the office, Quan Qiao said to Fu Yi:
"Thank you, Professor Fu, please go back and rest early."
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