Sadomasochism of a wealthy family: the CEO's favorite

Sighing, Zou Shihao didn't say anything more, this was Shen Yumo's expression, which really made her feel a little bit palatable.

After all, Zou Shihao had never seen Shen Yumo so happy when he was eating with him.

Except for the sweet and sour short ribs, Shen Yumo always looked indifferent when seeing other dishes.

This place looks small and dirty. I really don't understand how a little princess who was raised in a family of gold and jade carvings would like this place?
"You don't know, when the two of us were just together, you said you didn't like that kind of dirty place, and I never came here again. In fact, I really like coming here to eat, and today I am finally satisfied. I have a wish."

There was a bright light in his eyes, and Shen Yumo was exuding excitement and joy.

Unable to control himself, he chuckled, and Shen Yumo conveniently wanted to help Zou Shihao take off the hat on his head.

After all, the air in this place was too turbid, and Zou Shihao was wearing a hat on his head, which made it even hotter.

How did he know that before he stretched out his hand, Zou Shihao grabbed it directly. The two of them waited, their index fingers intertwined, which looked very good against the red hot pot.

"I'm not hot, you don't need to worry about me, just eat by yourself."

The affectionate and gentle voice made Shen Yumo feel a little uncomfortable, always feeling that Zou Shihao was hiding something from him.

There was a pause in her footsteps, Shen Yumo quietly stretched out her toes, and hooked Zou Shihao's calf.

Although the two of them stayed in the corner of this hot pot restaurant, after all, very few people came here wearing high-end dresses, eating hot pot in such a dirty little shop.

For a while, the magical combination of Shen Yumo and Zou Shihao attracted the attention of many people.

"The young lady over there looks so rich."

Not far from Zou Shihao and Shen Yumo, there was a young couple looking in their direction with their chins propped up.

Shen Yumo vaguely heard the sound in the distance, but because his mind was full of sliced ​​beef and mutton boiling in the pot, he didn't care what the people over there thought.

On the contrary, Zou Shihao was a little uncomfortable with this appearance, unable to control himself, and felt a little uncomfortable.

It's like saying that I'm like a monkey, being stared at all the time.

If Zou Shihao knew that Shen Yumo would bring him to this kind of place, he would have changed all his clothes early and dressed properly before coming here.

"Try the beef here, it tastes very good."

Keeping his hands and feet, Shen Yumo threw something into the pot while throwing something out to Zou Shihao.

Shen Yumo seemed to have gotten used to this kind of thing for a long time, and didn't care at all.

He was just busy throwing something into the pot, and then waited for it to be cooked, fished it out and put it in Zou Shihao's bowl.

The two went back and forth, but within a few minutes, Zou Shihao's small bowl had already piled up high, a huge pile.

"Try it, it's my favorite food before, it really tastes like when I was young."

I don't know if it's because his expression is too nostalgic, or because of other reasons, Shen Yumo found that after Zou Shihao hesitated for a moment, he still silently picked up the meat in the bowl with the chopsticks covering the contents with toilet paper.

The beef and mutton slices are wrapped in red butter, which looks very pleasant from a distance.

This is Zou Shihao, and he really doesn't like this very much, after all, he is not usually a person who likes spicy food.

When did Shen Yumo start to like spicy food?

Zou Shihao was also very speechless about this question, always feeling that there was a big gap between himself and Shen Yumo.

I tried my best to struggle to climb ashore, but I finally saw hope, but Shen Yumo slapped himself into the sea again.

Looking at the environment in front of him helplessly, Zou Shihao felt that he had never been so aggrieved since he was a child.

This is because that person is Shen Yumo, so I can bear it.

When the hot meat was stuffed into his mouth, Zou Shihao froze in place.

Zou Shihao looked up at Shen Yumo's direction, wishing he could pour a bottle of cold beer right now to calm himself down.

"Please fetch me a bottle of red wine, chilled."

After Zou Shihao coughed vigorously a few times, he waved to the waiter brother in the distance, his whole face turned red, and he looked very cute.

On the contrary, Shen Yumo was very happy.

Almost whenever Zou Shihao was unlucky, Shen Yumo would feel very happy.

It seems that only at this time will Zou Shihao have the same love, hatred, anger, and ignorance as ordinary people, and will make Shen Yumo feel that she is a real person.

It's just that before the waiter brother refused to speak to Zou Shihao, Shen Yumo waved at him abruptly.

"Brother Chaoyang, have a bottle of draft beer."

This kind of familiar tone surprised the waiter brother a little. He raised his head and looked at Shen Yumo carefully for a long time, but he didn't recognize who this person was?

"Wait for five minutes."

The waiter brother nodded, then scratched his head, and walked towards the warehouse at the back. He couldn't remember who this little girl in a dress was.

"Could it be that I've seen him before, but I shouldn't? I should write down all the people I've met."

Thinking about all kinds of things, the waiter brother couldn't figure out why Shen Yumo would know him.

Shen Yumo tapped lightly on the table, silently turned down the fire in the hot pot, and laughed lightly as he saw Zou Shihao drinking water non-stop.

"There should be no red wine in this kind of place. Even if there is, it must be a low-quality product. I don't want you to get a headache after drinking it."

Taking a bottle of Jiang Xiaobai from the side, Shen Yumo's eyes flickered a few copies.

"This wine is a bit fun, and I'm starting to play the emotional card."

Smiling and shaking his head, Shen Yumo casually unscrewed Jiang Xiaobai from his hand and poured a glass for himself and Zou Shihao.

Of course he could raise his wine glass and look at Zou Shihao from afar.

The eyes of the two people passed through the hot pot, and the steam that was really rising was intertwined. Looking at it from a distance, there would be some affectionate meaning at that time.

A few people in the corner looked in their direction, silently picked up their mobile phones, and took random pictures of this article.

Zou Shihao frowned at first, thinking of refusing, but was held back by Shen Yumo.

"Of course we are good-looking, so they will take pictures of us, why? Could it be that you don't want to enter the country with me?"

Raising his eyebrows and looking in Zou Shihao's direction, Shen Yumo started his own show.