I wanted to fall in love

The soup brought by the waiter was special, Yu Chen was in a panic and didn't know what to say or do next, so the waiter came in and stood among them.

Yu Chen leaned a little to the side, covering himself with the waiter's body.

The air conditioner made his hands a little cold, Yu Chen took advantage of the freezing temperature and quickly put his hands on his neck to cool himself down.

"baby."

baby?

……

Yu Chen lowered his head and couldn't help licking his lips, and coughed softly.

"Please take it easy." The waiter said after putting down the soup.

Yu Chen raised his head and smiled at the waiter: "Thank you."

Waiter: "You're welcome."

After the waiter left, Yu Chen heard Fu Zhiyu cough lightly, and then he said, "Sorry, I just," he paused, and said, "Should I call you Chenchen, or Xiaochen?"

Yu Chen lowered his head: "Chenchen, that's what my family calls me."

Fu Zhiyu: "Okay."

The atmosphere was suddenly weird, Yu Chen thought about it, maybe it was because the friend he met just now called his boyfriend "Baby", so Fu Zhiyu blurted out that.

Right?

Why is it so hot all of a sudden.

In order to break the embarrassment, Yu Chen smiled dryly, pretending that what happened just now didn't happen, stood up and picked up the bowl in front of Fu Zhiyu, and said, "This is appetizer soup, very good..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhiyu also stood up suddenly, snatching the bowl back from Yu Chen's hand: "I'll do it myself."

Yu Chen was stunned for a moment, and let out a low voice.

He sat down slowly, thought for a while, and finished what he wanted to say just now, but this time, his voice was much weaker: "It's delicious."

what happened?

Fu Zhiyu doesn't like touching things that others have touched?

As soon as Yu Chen had these words in his mind, Fu Zhiyu suddenly picked up the bowl in front of him again.

Yu Chen sat up straight quickly, trying to get the bowl back from Fu Zhiyu's hand, but Fu Zhiyu's hand was much faster than his.

Yu Chen's mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure it out, but he said first, "Thank you."

How Fu Zhiyu was so close and far away made Yu Chen's mood very complicated.

Sometimes Yu Chen wanted to get close to him, but sometimes he was afraid of his identity as Mr. Fu.

And Fu Zhiyu is so strange, there is only one spoonful of soup in his bowl, and he has not finished it at all, so he came to grab Yu Chen's bowl.

This is, the legendary strength?

But not like it.

Yu Chen had never met anyone like Fu Zhiyu.

Weird.

Yu Chen was frightened by Fu Zhiyu, and he didn't dare to speak for a moment. The soup in front of him had a strong aroma, so he had to lower his head and drink the soup silently.

After the atmosphere is quiet, the background music will appear to be particularly prominent.

The owner of this mutton shop is very fond of pop music several years ago, and at the moment the music is playing a song by an old singer.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zhiyu on the opposite side suddenly finished.

Yu Chen raised his head: "What?"

Fu Zhiyu asked, "Why aren't you talking?"

Yu Chen laughed dryly: "Have I been talking?"

Fu Zhiyu nodded: "I've been talking about it since the door."

Yu Chen laughed even harder: "Haha, sorry, I seem to be talking too much."

"No, not much," Fu Zhiyu put down the spoon, "I like to hear you talk."

Yu Chen blinked his eyes, and the enthusiasm that disappeared a few minutes ago suddenly surged up again.

He stuck out his tongue and looked at Fu Zhiyu with big eyes: "I don't know what to say."

Fu Zhiyu: "It's fine."

Fu Zhiyu said that he could say anything, but he didn't give Yu Chen a chance to think at all, and he answered seamlessly in the next second: "What do you like?"

Yu Chen asked, "Which aspect?"

Fu Zhiyu coughed: "I like re...books."

Yu Chen smiled: "People or books?"

Fu Zhiyu made a fist under the table: "Book."

Yu Chen laughed even wider, and he repeated: "The book I like, haha, brother, are we really on a blind date?"

Fu Zhiyu lowered his eyes: "Get to know each other."

Yu Chen thought for a while: "Actually, I don't like reading very much. I don't like reading textbooks or extracurricular books, and I don't like studying."

Fu Zhiyu was puzzled: "But you got into University A in the top ten in the province."

Yu Chen was surprised: "How do you know?"

Fu Zhiyu thought for a while: "There are news from that year."

Yu Chen sighed, without thinking deeply about what was hidden in this sentence, he smiled at Fu Zhiyu, hissed, and put his finger on his lips: "Yes, so I said that in front of you, I don't How to read books, but my grades are very good, I just study casually."

Speaking of which, Yu Chen smiled a little: "Don't you feel like you're going to be beaten up?"

Fu Zhiyu also smiled: "A little bit."

Yu Chen spread his hands: "It's okay to do the questions, but I really don't like to endorse, so I was very miserable during the third year of high school. At that time, my mother told me that if I passed the exam, she would buy me the camera that just came out. , That camera is great, I thought at the time, I must get a good grade in the exam, so that I can be worthy of my camera."

After speaking, Yu Chen raised his head and smiled again: "This sentence is also very embarrassing."

Fu Zhiyu didn't agree this time, but only looked at Yu Chen and smiled.

Yu Chen booed Fu Zhiyu again: "I only told you, you can't tell others."

Fu Zhiyu laughed, and followed Yu Chen's example, putting his hand to his mouth: "I won't say anything."

The conversation started, and Yu Chen felt that the distance between himself and Fu Zhiyu was getting closer again.

Since Fu Zhiyu asked this question, Yu Chen also asked back: "What about you? What books do you like to read?"

Fu Zhiyu: "Very general, all boring books."

Yu Chen nodded.

He wasn't very interested in this topic either. At this moment, the tablet on the side of the table suddenly lit up, and it displayed "The last day of our specialty wine event, so hurry up if you want to buy it."

Yu Chen then asked Fu Zhiyu: "Do you like drinking?"

Fu Zhiyu: "What's wrong?"

Yu Chen turned the tablet over and faced Fu Zhiyu: "I heard that this milk wine is delicious. The shop owner made it himself, but they don't allow you to buy it and take it home." Yu Chen leaned forward a little: " I usually come here alone, I dare not drink alone, do you want it?"

Yu Chen's eyes were eager to try, and he seemed to want it very much, so Fu Zhiyu said, "Order a bottle."

Yu Chen immediately became happy, and immediately clicked Add and placed an order.

Yu Chen emphasized again: "I don't drink much, I just taste the taste, I get drunk after a little wine, if I can't remember things clearly, I will leave the rest to you."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Chen instantly remembered the night with Fu Zhiyu.

Fu Zhiyu: "It's okay, I'm here."

Yu Chen nodded: "Okay."

After the appetizer soup, the waiter came in again and served all the remaining dishes, as well as the bottle of wine that Yu Chen made up later.

As soon as the wine was served, Yu Chen was attracted by it.

He had seen this bottle of wine on someone else's table a long time ago. The bottle was beautiful and well designed, so as soon as the waiter left, Yu Chen took out his phone and clicked on the camera.

"You eat first, I'll take some photos."

Fu Zhiyu: "It's okay, I'll wait for you."

Yu Chen stood up, found an angle to take a close-up of the wine, adjusted the settings again, and took another picture.

Fearing that Fu Zhiyu would wait for a long time, Yu Chen finished the filming quickly, and then directly opened the bottle with a bang.

Fu Zhiyu immediately put down his chopsticks, looked at the cork on the table, and asked, "Why don't you let me come?"

Yu Chen didn't care: "I can drive."

Fu Zhiyu still said, "I'll do it in the future."

Yu Chen still didn't care, and filled himself up: "It's the same."

"Wow, the fragrance of milk." Yu Chen sniffed it, and smiled at Fu Zhiyu: "Smell it."

Fu Zhiyu also smelled it: "Yes."

Yu Chen raised his glass: "Touch one."

Fu Zhiyu touched him cooperatively.

Yu Chen couldn't wait to sit down, so he drank it standing up. He wanted to take just one sip, but it was too refreshing to drink it in one sip, so he took another sip.

Good drink.

One more bite.

It smells good.

Just drink the whole glass.

"It's too urgent," Fu Zhiyu reminded beside him, "Eat something."

Yu Chen: "Okay, okay."

Yu Chen sat down after answering, Fu Zhiyu handed over a plate, Yu Chen looked down, it was a cut lamb chop.

Yu Chen: "Thank you."

Fu Zhiyu smiled slightly, and said to Yu Chen, "Can you stop thanking me in the future."

Yu Chen forked a piece with a fork: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zhiyu said: "I will do many things to you, you don't have to be so polite to me."

Yu Chen shook his head: "I'm not being polite, I'll also say thank you to my parents, I'm like..." At this point, Yu Chen suddenly stopped, and changed his words: "Okay, I won't say it in the future."

Do you dare to refute Mr. Fu's request?

floated?

Putting the mutton chop that was forked just now into his mouth, Yu Chen only realized what Fu Zhiyu had just said.

"I will do many things to you."

Obviously eating salty mutton, why does Yu Chen feel a little sweet in his mouth?

Still watermelon.

Yu Chen licked his lips vigorously, could it be that the sugar in front stuck to his lips?

probably.

Hey.

So sweet.

The wine is also very sweet.

After Yu Chen finished eating two lamb chops, he found that his wine glass was full of wine, so he put down his fork and looked up to drink the wine.

"It's delicious." Yu Chen nodded, then picked up the fork.

It is delicious and fragrant.

After eating two more lamb chops, Yu Chen was surprised to find that his wine glass was full again.

So he happily raised his head and drank it again.

"Yu Chen?" This voice suddenly appeared in the air.

Yu Chen raised his head. He looked at the person sitting across from him, but he didn't say a word.

Fu Zhiyu paused and asked, "What did I tell you just now?"

Yu Chen tilted his head unresponsively: "Huh?"

Fu Zhiyu frowned, he remembered that there was more than half a bottle of wine left that night...

Fu Zhiyu asked, "Who am I?"

Yu Chen looked at Fu Zhiyu very seriously, and carefully identified it: "You are Fu Zhiyu," Yu Chen's voice suddenly brightened: "Did I get the answer right?"

Fu Zhiyu smiled helplessly: "Yes."

After hearing this, Yu Chen continued to eat lamb chops happily.

After he finished eating two lamb chops, he turned his head to look at his wine glass, but found out.

"Why is there no wine?" Yu Chen's tone was puzzled.

Obviously, after eating two lamb chops, there will be wine.

"I can't drink any more." Suddenly someone said so.

Yu Chen raised his head. He was about to ask why, when he suddenly saw that the wine glass on the opposite table was full.

Yu Chen smiled, put down the fork, and walked over while holding the table.

He stared at the wine glass, and when he was about to have enough, the wine glass was snatched away by someone else.

"This is my wine." Yu Chen said to Fu Zhiyu.

Fu Zhiyu raised his wine glass high: "It's not yours."

Yu Chen didn't listen, and stepped forward to grab it. Seeing this, Fu Zhiyu stood up, still holding it high.

Due to the height gap, Yu Chen couldn't reach it.

He jumped two more times, still out of reach.

Yu Chen got a little angry and frowned on the spot, but when he turned his head and saw Fu Zhiyu's face, his expression instantly became cute.

He looked at Fu Zhiyu for a few seconds, then suddenly raised Fu Zhiyu's free hand and placed it on his head.

"I still have a lot of hair, you can't throw me away."

Fu Zhiyu: "What?"

Yu Chen was in a hurry, he raised his hand and hooked Fu Zhiyu's neck: "Husband~"

Fu Zhiyu's pupils trembled: "You, what did you call me?"

Yu Chen didn't seem to hear Fu Zhiyu's words, he hugged Fu Zhiyu anxiously, as if if he didn't do this, Fu Zhiyu would abandon him immediately.

Why didn't Fu Zhiyu hug him?

Yu Chen looked aggrievedly at Fu Zhiyu's eyes, and then down at Fu Zhiyu's lips.

Yu Chen frowned: "Don't you like me?"

Fu Zhiyu: "I..."

Before Fu Zhiyu could finish speaking, the next second, Yu Chen raised his head, approached Fu Zhiyu, and tapped his lips lightly.

A song in the background just finished playing.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Fu Zhiyu.

petrified.