This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 60 Encounter at a hot pot restaurant!

  Their gazes met, and they were confused in each other's eyes.

  Licheng Hot Pot Restaurant is a century-old brand, which is expensive, and most of the customers who usually dine are also looking for quality.

  This is the first time I have heard someone making noise here.

  Ying Feifei put her index finger on her lips and made a ‘hush’ motion, and then tiptoed to the door, leaning on the door, eavesdropping on the movement outside.

   Seeing this scene, Yan Shiqi smiled helplessly and shook his head.

  Just as Ying Feifei changed her posture and wanted to hear it more realistically, the door of the box was opened with a scream, and she leaned forward and hit the other party directly.

   "Today I will use this box to change places for them. I will pay for them...Ouch!"

  The other party's violent tone rang at the door. Before she finished speaking, she was hit by Ying Feifei, and she stepped on the back of her instep.

  Ying Feifei was also stunned, subconsciously trying to get out of her body, but she was pushed away by the other party as if she was disgusted, and slammed into the door frame.

   "Grass! What are you doing!" The other party shouted angrily, and she didn't see any pity on Ying Feifei's movements.

  Ying Feifei hit her shoulder, grinning with pain.

  It happened suddenly, even Yan Shiqi did not react.

  Until...the people outside the door strutting forward, as well as the familiar dull tone, a faint coolness appeared in her water eyes, and she smiled at the man’s instantly stunned face: "Younger Mo..."

  Mo Liangyu looked dazed, and four big characters appeared profoundly on his forehead: Grass, it’s gone again!

   "Little, sister-in-law!"

Yan Shiqi glanced at him, got up and walked to Ying Feifei's side, pressed her shoulders gently twice, turned his eyes to Mo Liangyu's panicked gaze, and said calmly, "Since you want this room, then Hello!"

   "No, sister-in-law..."

   "Why!"

   Unanimously!

  Mo Liangyu and Ying Feifei spoke almost in unison. She naturally heard what he called Yan Shiqi, but her bruised shoulder and the other party’s unmannered manners caused her to blow up her hair.

  Mo Liangyu glanced at Feifei in a daze, feeling nervous. As if thinking of something, he took a step back in a hurry and hesitated, "Hug, sorry, sister-in-law, I went to the wrong door!"

  The words fell, and he turned around to leave.

  But Ying Feifei did not even receive an apology, and was even more angry.

She stepped forward and grabbed Mo Liangyu's flamboyant shirt and jacket, and glared at him with her face upside down, "Just forget it if you make a mistake? Do you think this is your home? If you say so, just leave! You apologize to me. !"

  Fried hairy Ying Feifei is especially like an angry pufferfish!

  Yan Shiqi stood aside and looked at the two of them, feeling amused inexplicably.

  Their temperaments are really too similar.

   "You let me go!" In front of Yan Shiqi's face, Mo Liangyu did not dare to make any trouble, so he could only bite the bullet and pull with Ying Feifei.

  What's more, he has more important things to do quickly.

  No matter what, Ying Feifei, who got angry, grabbed his coat tightly, and made it clear that he was on the bar.

  Mo Liangyu is one head and two big, his handsome face flushed with anxiety.

  But I haven’t figured out the countermeasures yet. The sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door is heard, accompanied by a clear and classical female voice, "Xiaoyu, who are you talking to?"

  Mo Liangyu is nothing to love!

  Yan Shiqi also heard it, and the first thought came to him. The woman's voice was really nice, with a bit of crispness, like a spring breeze and drizzle falling on the Jiangnan River, full of ears.

  When the woman appeared, the box also tended to be quiet. She wore the graceful and graceful ancient cheongsam dress, and her body was plump and graceful, standing still like a noble beauty.

  In a flash, she recognized that she was wearing Han Yunting’s VAN brand, the first new outfit released this year.

She stood at the door, glanced over several people like a scrutiny, with magnificent and elegant eyes between her eyebrows, her smiling eyes, like stars, then turned her head to look at the man coming slowly, her voice contains her unique tenderness. "Yu, come here quickly."

  (End of this chapter)