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Yu Mian avoided looking at her, not daring to meet Shen Yun's eyes.

Shen Yun moved her head forward, while Yu Mian shrank his head back.

The distance between the left and right is only about the size of a palm, and it is at the door of the room. Even if Yu Mian hides, where can he hide?

Yu Mian's eyes dodge again, but the distance is so close, Shen Yun naturally notices the red corners of Yu Mian's eyes when she stretches her head again and again.

Then she put her head back, stood upright obediently, and took two steps towards the door. The hand that wanted to hold her hand itched again and again. Shen Yun still suppressed the urge to hold hands and pretended to be cold, "I don't care about you anymore." .”

"If you don't eat this meal, it will be cold in a while. You, Yu Xiaomian, don't go out and say that I abused you and only gave you scraps of cold rice."

After Shen Yun finished speaking, she walked towards the kitchen, her ears standing up nervously. Occasionally, she glanced behind her to see if Yu Mian was following behind.

The distance from the bedroom to the kitchen is only 2 minutes, but Shen Yun was forced to spend 5 minutes there.

It wasn't until the noise continued to come from behind that Shen Yun withdrew his eyes and walked forward.

You know, the two of them are going to eat.

For those who didn’t know, they thought they were going to the execution ground together.

Yu Mian had just stepped into the restaurant. She carefully washed every finger with hand soap at the sink in the corner, and then walked to the dining table.

She didn't wash her hands just because she touched the phone and felt bad for the Yu family.

Well, absolutely not.

The first thing that caught Yu Mian's eyes was not his favorite white meat with garlic paste, but the cutlery and plates in front of him.

The tableware and plates in front of you are not a single solid color plate.

Instead, there is a red koi carp in the center, surrounded by rippling water. It does not look like everyday tableware and plates.

Instead, it looks like a collectible that should be placed in a transparent locker.

Still a complete set.

Two bowls, two chopsticks, two plates and two spoons.

Yu Mian hesitated for a few seconds, pointed to the tableware on the side and said to Shen Yun who was sitting opposite her, "We are going to eat with this today?" Is that okay????????

Yu Mian was confused, but Yu Mian said it.

Shen Yun glanced at the tableware and looked away, thinking that Yu Mian didn't like it, so he said, "There is a disinfection cabinet in the kitchen with all kinds of tableware. If you are not very hungry, go and see which set you like. Which set."

"Use whichever suit you like."

"This is not the only collection of beautiful tableware quilts."

Yu Mian silently complained to the little fur ball in his heart.

[Little Furball reminds me: Host, please don’t forget that your nemesis Shen Yun is now a CEO. 】

Yu Mian gave the little furball a look that was completely harmless.

[Little fur ball reminds: Oh host, I’m so scared. 】

Yu Mian, "..."

"He doesn't even support his own biological son, Tongzi, who is bound to him. It's so sad."

[The little furball shrank his head and stopped making any sound. 】

Yu Mian, who was busy complaining to the little furball in his head, sat motionless at the dining table. Shen Yun looked at Yu Mian worriedly and couldn't help but think.

Is it possible that cooking for yourself is too unpalatable?

Aren't you very hungry just now? Why don't you move your chopsticks as soon as you sit here?

Shen Yun was very sad, so she picked up her chopsticks and took a mouthful of white meat with garlic paste. She was about to put it in the bowl in front of Yu Mian when she suddenly remembered that Yu Mian seemed to be staring at this set of utensils just now. There are dishes on the tableware. What should I do if Yu Mian first hates eating and then hates herself?

After thinking again and again, Shen Yun really couldn't think of any solution.

It's hard to guess a woman's thoughts.

Shen Yun had no choice but to sigh softly and stuff the mouthful of minced garlic white meat into his mouth.

The sound of chopsticks hitting the plate and chewing suddenly came to his ears. Only then did Yu Mian come to his senses. He quickly picked up the chopsticks and headed towards the white garlic meat that he had already aimed at.

As soon as the meat entered the mouth, the fragrance mixed with minced garlic and the mellow taste of the meat burst out in the mouth. Yu Mian praised inarticulately while eating, "Great! You are so disgusting!"

Shen Yun's eyebrows were curved, and although he didn't say anything, his expression clearly showed the feeling of "Mianmian loves to eat the food I cook, so happy."

Where can I find such a good husband who can handle both the living room and the kitchen, is smart both inside and outside, and can still make money?

Yu Mian ate a few mouthfuls of white meat with garlic paste and choked on the smell of garlic. Then he took a few bites of pickled crispy sweet radish.

The radish was well chosen and didn't have that weird spicy taste.

The pickling is also done just right. The radish is crispy, sweet and refreshing, and it's perfect when paired with rice.

When his eyes moved to a plate of golden and crispy fried chicken on the side, Yu Mian paused for a moment and said hesitantly, "Why do you think of making fried chicken?"

Yu Mian has always loved fried chicken. If he's in a good mood, he'll eat half a portion, and if he's in a bad mood, he'll eat a portion.

After eating the whole thing, you will have a happy feeling of dopamine being occupied by fried food again.

But Shen Yun was different. He hated such greasy and unclean things.

Every time Yu Mian happily bought the fried chicken that she often eats and handed it to Shen Yun, he would hold his nose in disgust and walk aside, "I don't want it."

Xiao Yumian would hold the fried chicken paper bag, look at the undeveloped Shen Yun who was a little shorter than her, and said angrily, "Why not! You don't want the fried chicken I gave you, you You want to eat from Xiaohong’s hand, right? Ooooooooooo, I want to tell the dean’s mother that you bullied me, ooooooh.”

Shen Yun simply felt that the oil used in the fried chicken was not clean and the quality of the fried chicken itself was worrisome, "?!!!!!!!!!"

Okay, okay, I will put you in my pocket and you will sue me for bullying you.

Shen Yun looked at Yu Mian kindly, and there was a kindness on his face that was not for his age, "Mianmian Zaizai, are you unhappy today? Come and have a piece of fried chicken, ah~"

This abnormal look made Yu Mian, who was about to move his chopsticks, hold his chopsticks in the air again and said cautiously, "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask you sincerely based on our friendship over so many years." In a word, have you been poisoned?"

Shen Yun smiled instead of being angry, and rolled his eyes, "Brother made his own fried chicken, and you'll be defeated if you don't eat it!"

"I didn't let you eat fried chicken before because I thought it was unhygienic. Today, I made it myself. Do you like it or not? If not, I will eat it myself. You go, go, go. I feel suspicious when you eat so much." I poisoned you and you must have eaten enough, please come back."

When Yu Mian heard that the fried chicken was made by Shen Yun himself, her eyes instantly lit up, "That's okay! Brother dotes on me so much that I can't eat even two-thirds of it. Let me see how much I love fried chicken." ?”

"You know, I've always felt that very few people would be able to overturn such a wonderful thing as fried chicken. I believe it."

Yu Mian said it sincerely. His hand movements were not slow at all, he picked up a big chicken drumstick and started to chew on it.