Fu Yanli glanced at her thoughtfully, "Slim down your waist, you can't get used to your big waist."
Jiang Yuan, who was looking down at the menu, didn't notice this scene, "Okay, let's order a small waist."
"Do you want roasted leeks? And roasted chicken gizzards?" she continued to ask.
"Anything is fine."
"I want another grilled naan pancake. Let's order these first." Jiang Yuan handed the menu to the waiter standing aside.
The waiter stared at the red cinnabar string on her left hand for a long time, with excitement on her face.
Jiang Yuan didn't think much about it, and Fu Yanli didn't even care.
The waiter left the box and thoughtfully closed the door.
Silence returned to the room.
Fu Yanli took the initiative to wash the tableware and placed the washed dishes in front of Jiang Yuan.
This time, Jiang Yuan did not say thank you, but looked at him tenderly, with the corners of her lips curved upward, the meaning of which was obvious.
At this moment, Fu Yanli experienced happiness. From now on, he wanted to be by her side for three meals a day.
Fu Yanli silently calculated that he would have to wait for nearly two more years, which was a bit difficult.
The waiter pushed open the door and came in, carrying roasted pork belly and tenderloin on a plate, as well as a pot of freshly squeezed corn juice.
Fu Yanli first helped Jiang Yuan fill the cup, and then poured half a cup for himself.
The faint fragrance of corn came. Jiang Yuan lowered his head and took a sip, nodding with satisfaction. It tasted pretty good.
The waiter's eyes fell on the two of them, scanning back and forth, not only curious, but also wanting to find out.
Jiang Yuan raised his head and looked at the waiter again, making sure he didn't recognize him.
At this time, the waiter pulled down his mask and asked, "Are you the blogger Xiao Jiang who doesn't eat ginger?"
Jiang Yuan was stunned for two seconds, "Do you know me?"
"Dad, it's really you! I finally saw him alive today." The waiter was very excited.
Jiang Yuan still couldn't understand how the fans recognized her, "How are you sure it's me?"
The waiter exposed his ears and tilted his face to let her see clearly, "Dad, these are the star-and-moon earrings you gave me. I am a golden powder-frozen memory. My real name is Xu Bingmei."
After saying this, Jiang Yuan was instantly impressed.
At the beginning of winter, she was bored and held a lottery on Weibo. Frozen Memory was to become one of the lucky ones.
She clearly remembered using voice when chatting privately with Frozen Memory.
Jiang Yuan smiled and asked, "Did you recognize it by the voice?"
Xu Bingmei shook her head, "The voice is only one aspect. The special cinnabar bracelet you are wearing is the key clue."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan lowered his head and glanced. It turned out that the bracelet revealed his identity.
"Sir, come and have barbecue. I'll ask the store manager to give you a discount later."
"No need, just do whatever you want to do."
Xu Bingmei pulled up the mask again and said, "Sir, I have a gracious request. I hope you can agree to it. I can pay for it."
Jiang Yuan is very patient with fans, especially those who are gold fans. “Can you first tell me what the unkind invitation is?”
"Dad, I want to treasure your paintings, no matter what they are."
Jiang Yuan agreed to the fan's request, "Yes, but I didn't bring paper or pen."
"This is easy to handle. I can just go to the front desk and get it." Xu Bingmei was very excited.
"Okay, go ahead and ask for it, and I'll draw it for you."
Xu Bingmei ran out excitedly, and the box became quiet again.
Jiang Yuan turned to look at Fu Yanli and found that he was also looking at her.
His expression was vaguely proud, "Wishan, I didn't know you were a painting blogger with tens of millions of fans. You're really awesome."
Jiang Yuan reacted quickly and subconsciously looked at the phone in front of him, "Have you seen my Weibo?"
Fu Yanli did not deny it, "I just checked it out, it's quite interesting."
"It's all random hair, and there's nothing to see."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan suddenly remembered what he had posted on Weibo, and his expression suddenly turned bad.
She quickly logged into her account and deleted the original Weibo post asking for help.
God forbid, don't let him see it.
Fu Yanli, who was sitting beside him, just smiled faintly. The little girl's panic look just now was really pretty.
But it's a little late.
Xu Bingmei not only brought the barbecue, but also paper and pen, "Sir, you eat it while it's hot first, and you won't have the strength to draw until you're full."
Jiang Yuan smiled and asked, "Which anime character do you like best?"
"Like Dada, I am a hand-controller. I want an anime hero with good looks and nice hands."
Jiang Yuan blushed a little. She told this little secret in public, didn't she want to lose face?
At the same time, Fu Yanli also found it funny. The little girl really liked his hands.
As far as he knew, she not only liked beautiful hands, but was also fascinated by sexy Adam's apple.
Xu Bingmei walked to Jiang Yuan, leaned over and whispered, "Dad, is this the mature old man you like?"
"Cough cough cough..." Jiang Yuan nodded, "Frozen Memory, please go out first. I will draw it for you after I finish eating."
"Okay, eat it while it's hot first. Call me anytime if you need it." Xu Bingmei's face showed the joy of finding out the secret.
Jiang Yuan looked at Fu Yanli who was drinking water, thinking about how to explain the "mature old man" thing.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yanli acted as if he didn't hear anything and knew nothing about what happened just now.
"Wish it, it will get cold if you don't eat it." He handed over the roasted waist.
Jiang Yuan took it, lowered his head, took a bite, and swallowed the words he was about to explain. Maybe the old man really didn't see or hear, so there was no need to explain.
The moment she lowered her head to think, Fu Yanli curled her lips and smiled.
The tyrant’s inner OS: Little girl, little girl, compared to old men, you are still too young.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang Yuan finished eating quickly, changed his stool and started painting.
Even Fu Yanli found her serious look very charming.
Jiang Yuan sat opposite him, and Fu Yanli could clearly see the long, curled eyelashes and the alluring red lips.
Fu Yanli suppressed the charming thoughts in his mind and waited quietly for her to finish painting.
Jiang Yuan painted quickly and the characters had begun to take shape. At this point, she was very confident.
Maybe she was a little salty from what she had eaten, so she raised her head and asked, "Can you get me a glass of water?"
Fu Yanli poured hot water, poured some of the cold water in his cup, and pushed it in front of her, "The water temperature is just right."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Jiang Yuan finished painting the last touch of her long legs.
Rather than thank you, I hope that one day in the future, you can do whatever you want to me.
"Why don't you eat roasted leeks?" Jiang Yuan glanced at the iron plate.
"What are the benefits of eating leeks?" Fu Yanli asked without answering.
"I don't know, grandma said eating it is good for men's health." After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he lowered his head and began to paint again.
This made him have to think more. Could it be that she had heard some rumors?
In the end, Fu Yanli didn't touch the plate of roasted leeks. Did he need it?
Not needed at all.
Jiang Yuan has long nails and is painted with light pink khaodan. She holds the pen and draws without restraint.
Not sure what he was thinking of, Fu Yanli tugged at the corner of his mouth. With the little girl's delicate character, she would definitely cry out in pain, and she would unconsciously exert force when it hurts.
By then, he might have a few scars on his back.
My mind is filled with alluring colors~~~
Jiang Yuan has completed the painting and signed his name next to it - Xiao Jiang does not eat ginger a.
She picked it up and looked at it. She was very satisfied and asked Fu Yanli with a smile, "Please give me some advice."
Fu Yanli nodded slightly in agreement, "I wish you have extremely high artistic attainments. I have found a treasure."
"Thank you for the compliment, you are also a treasure." Jiang Yuan stood up and walked out of the box, handing the painting to Xu Bingmei.
Xu Bingmei was very happy, "Dad, how much should I pay you?"
"It's vulgar to talk about money. I give this to you." Jiang Yuan was easy-going and smiled happily.
"You're so kind, sir. Can I take a photo with you?" Xu Bingmei raised her right hand and swore, "Don't worry, I won't hair carelessly."
