After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

The two ate the tofu nao in the bowl in silence.

Song Jin'an was so uncomfortable that he finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Is your salty food delicious?"

He looked a little disgusted and incomprehensible.

Fu Chengwang dug a spoonful, handed it to Song Jin'an's mouth, and said, "It's delicious, would you like to try it?"

Song Jin'an shook his head: "I don't like salty ones, it feels weird."

Fu Chengwang put down his spoon, looked at the glistening tofu nao in his bowl, and said, "What's so good about sweet? Where there is sugar, it's greasy, but where there is no sugar, it's very bland."

Song Jin'an also put down his spoon and looked at Fu Chengwang: "Sweet ones are delicious, but salty ones are not!"

Fu Chengwang was not to be outdone: "Sweet ones are bland and tasteless, and you don't seem to have much appetite, but salty ones are delicious. Your taste is too unique."

"Your taste is so strange! You like to eat salty food! The salty food covers up the original taste of tofu flower!" After he finished speaking, he still felt unhappy, and added: "Anyway, I don't like to eat salty food! It's too difficult. Eat it! We have different tastes!"

Fu Chengwang frowned: "Don't make trouble for no reason, food is food, don't raise the issue of whether it fits or not."

"Also, your sweet taste is not as delicious as salty."

"Fu Chengwang! I didn't make trouble for no reason! Now you are the one who dislikes my sweet tofu flower! I didn't even use so many words to dislike you!" Song Jin'an was angry.

Fu Chengwang didn't want to quarrel with him, so he ate his own depressed.Song Jin'an was very wronged, accusing him of being a white tofu brain.

Now he has no appetite to eat.

Song Jin'an pushed away the bowl, became emotional and stopped eating!

The old lady sitting behind the counter smiled and shook her head. Oh, young man, there is still an argument, but I don't know who will bow first?

Fu Chengwang ate a few mouthfuls, looked up and saw Song Jin'an's face was puffed up, and he was looking at his phone.

He frowned: "Baby, don't look at your phone while eating."

Song Jin'an didn't look at him: "I won't eat."

"Stop eating?" Fu Chengwang frowned even deeper, "You only took a few bites, will you eat something else later?"

"I won't eat! I won't eat anything! Don't talk to me!" Song Jin'an stood up angrily, leaving a sentence: "I'm going to the car first." Then he left.

Fu Chengwang licked his lips and exhaled angrily.

This little guy is so angry that he doesn't even eat his food?Who is used to him being so lawless!

Fu Chengwang went to pay, and asked the boss to pack it, and it was too wasteful to throw it away without eating a few bites.

He opened the car door and found that the emotional child had run to the back seat.Fu Chengwang was really angry now, and said in a deep voice: "Song Jin'an, sit in front."

Song Jin'an held his mouth and looked out the window: "I don't want to sit with you!"

"You've got skills, haven't you!" Fu Chengwang put his things away, got into the back seat himself, and hugged Song Jin'an out.

Song Jin'an was afraid of hurting Fu Chengwang, so he didn't dare to struggle much during the whole process.

Fu Chengwang pushed him to sit on the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt.

After Fu Chengwang sat down, Song Jinan gave him a look: "Since you say I'm making trouble for no reason, then leave me alone! Why are you hugging me! I like to sit wider in the back!"

"Don't make trouble! Go eat first."

"I said I won't eat. I have no appetite!" Song Jin'an puffed his face, looking at Fu Chengwang who started the car unhappily, and didn't listen to him!

Fu Chengwang sighed, and compromised: "If you don't eat it, you don't eat it. At least you ate the tofu brain. It's you who suffers from starvation."

Song Jin'an snorted, picked up the tofu brain and ate it, not forgetting to belittle him: "Your salty food doesn't taste good!"

Fu Chengwang: ...

"Okay, it's not delicious."

When the two returned to the company, Fu Chengwang was still busy going to a meeting, sent Song Jin'an to the office, kissed him and left.

On the way to the meeting room, I did not forget to tell Cici: "He hasn't eaten, go buy him a lunch in the cafeteria, and persuade him to eat."

"Yes, boss." Cici snickered. When they returned to the company before, both of them had dark faces, and one ignored the other.How long has it been now, and I start to care about whether my daughter-in-law eats or not.

Cici went downstairs to buy lunch, and when it was delivered to the office, Song Jin'an was drawing, and she said it was ordered by President Fu.

Song Jin'an looked at the rice and smiled, and asked cici: "Did Fu Chengwang eat?"

Cici said: "Mr. Fu is in a meeting right now. He should be able to eat after the meeting. Madam, why don't you tell Mr. Fu? Let him remember to eat."

Song Jin'an shook his head: "He doesn't remember to eat when he gets busy, I'll go buy it for him."

Cici smiled and nodded: "Madam is wise."

Song Jin'an went to Fu Chengwang to buy his favorite short rib set, and then gave it to cici.

"You ask him to eat when he comes out. If it takes a long time, remember to warm it up. I still have to draw."

"Okay, ma'am." Cici enjoyed being the megaphone and the errand boy.

After Fu Chengwang came out of the conference room, he saw the lunch Song Jin'an had prepared for him. The ice and snow melted in an instant, and his face, which had been cold for more than two hours, finally looked better.

He originally thought that this matter was over like this, but when he returned to the office, he found that Song Jin'an still ignored him and just stayed there to draw.

Talking to him is also reluctant to reply, but also a face of reluctance.

Fu Chengwang took Song Jin'an's hand and said, "Stop getting emotional, did you eat obediently?"

Song Jin'an nodded, but shook off Fu Chengwang's hand: "Don't talk to me! We are in a cold war now!"

Fu Chengwang looked at Song Jin'an in astonishment, the little thing is really promising, and he still has a cold war with him?

Song Jin'an turned around, anyway, if you don't apologize to my vain sweet tofu brain, I won't forgive you!