On the Routine of President Wen

It is estimated that the supper that night turned on a certain food-seeking switch in Morad. In the past few days, he called Fu Yihuan every day during the three meals.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Morad said, "Huan, I'm downstairs at your house. There's a new morning tea shop on XX Road. I managed to get an appointment. I'll take you and Xiaoyan to eat!"

At eleven o'clock at noon, Morad said, "Huan, let's go, a certain well-known chef parachuted into XX restaurant, the seat has been reserved, don't hesitate, eat first and then talk!"

At five o'clock in the evening, Morad said, "Huan, Xiao Yan, I have already picked you up from the kindergarten. We are waiting for you at the XX restaurant. The dishes are all ordered, and they are all your favorites."

Because the newspaper that Fu Yihuan worked for had closed down, other places did not dare to hire the man of the president of Luo University. As a result, he was idle all day long. At home, he saw Morad who was also idle but for some reason refused to return to China so diligently looking for him. After eating all kinds of delicacies, he happily ran out with him all day long.

Regarding Fu Yihuan's absence from home every day, Luo Heng didn't stop him impulsively like the day he had a fever, but nodded expressionlessly, said "Be careful" and let him go.

Two days later, Luo Heng remained calm, but said to Fu Yihuan who was ready to go out excitedly after hanging up the phone: "Come back early."

Another two days later, Luo Heng's face was gloomy, without saying a word, he stood sullenly at the entrance and watched Fu Yihuan go out.

In the end, Luo Heng couldn't restrain himself, and followed Fu Yihuan and Luo Yan openly, to the newly opened XX hot pot restaurant, and sat next to Fu Yihuan in front of Morad with a calm expression.

"Why are you here?" Molard looked at Luo Heng with disgust, and said bluntly.

Luo Heng glanced at him calmly, did not speak, but beckoned to the waiter, asking for another set of bowls and chopsticks.

The waiter was a little girl, and when she saw this table of blind customers coming to the hot pot restaurant, her girlish heart flooded instantly, and she couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Several people poured tea and handed over the menu with shaking hands.

Seeing her trembling like this, Fu Yihuan thought she was frightened by Luo Heng's own coldness, so he smiled at her and said kindly: "Go and do other things first, we'll call you after we finish ordering."

This smile made the little girl even more excited, and she almost couldn't help screaming. Fortunately, this is a well-known hot pot restaurant with first-class service. She was able to turn off the fire first and then run for her life. She put on a professional smile, bowed slightly, and walked out of the box with a little regret.

"I didn't invite you here, I won't take your order." Morad still stared at Luo Heng, completely forgetting that they ate hot pot instead of buffet.

"It's okay, I'll pay for this meal, just thank you for taking care of Yihuan and Xiaoyan for the past five years." Luo Heng took a sip of tea and said calmly, as if thanking his friends with his wife and belt.

Morad was very angry at these words, and wanted to roll up his sleeves and fly across the table to fight Luo Heng, but because Fu Yihuan and Luo Fuyan were sitting beside him, on the one hand he was afraid of accidentally hurting them, on the other hand On the one hand, he was afraid of making them unhappy, so he held his breath in his chest, grinded his back molars, thought for a while, and said unhurriedly:

"I am honored to be able to give them help and protection when they need it most, unlike some flies that squeeze their heads and try to bite when they see a crack in the eggshell. Flying is really uncomfortable."

"A small creature like a fly, among other things, I think it has a quality worthy of respect—persistence," Luo Heng's piercing gaze shifted from Morad's face to Fu Yihuan's face, and instantly became Soften up, "No matter how you chase it away, it will fly back and persistently pursue what it loves."

Hearing Luo Heng's words, Fu Yihuan felt chills all over his body. He didn't expect that President Luo would be able to bend and stretch to follow Morad's words, boasting... the fly, although he wanted to express his unyielding and deep love for him , but the awkwardness is hard to ignore.

Morad and Luo Heng have been at odds since the first meeting. As the first male and the second male, this kind of incompatible situation is indeed common in novels, and they understand the reason, but watching two big men fight for their same love. The big men were jealous and refused to give in to each other. Fu Yihuan didn't know what to think was more appropriate. Did he want to praise his infinite charm?Or do you want to wipe away your tears for your gay career?

Seeing what Morad wanted to say, Fu Yihuan spoke first: "The name of the dish here is really interesting, the fritters are actually called lingering, hahaha, by the way, do you like fritters?"

"As long as you like it." Luo Heng and Morad said in unison.

"Oh, let's order these first, and see if there is anything else you want to add?" Fu Yihuan said and handed the menu to the two, motioning them to have a look.

The two reached out their hands at the same time, and each grabbed a corner of the menu. Seeing this posture, Fu Yihuan knew that there would definitely be another fight, so he simply pulled the menu back and asked the waiter to place the order directly.

"One serving of lingering, one serving of hugging abalone, one serving of tongue kissing...the bottom of the pot must be insanely spicy, right?" The waiter repeated Fu Yihuan's order and confirmed to several people.

After hearing this, Fu Yihuan nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, it's freaking hot."

"Pervert...spicy?" Luo Heng looked at Fu Yihuan, frowning slightly, "Too spicy is not good for the stomach, otherwise..."

Fu Yihuan has always liked spicy food, and the biggest reason why he and Morad can forage together every day is that they both love spicy food. As long as the two of them see small peppers marked on the menu, the more the more, the more important it is, even with Fu Yan's young age. He could also gnaw raw peppers without changing his face. When he saw the option of "perverted spicy" on the menu, his heart was moved instantly, and he ticked it immediately.

Hearing that Luo Heng said it would be bad for the stomach, he waved his hands nonchalantly, and said, "Don't worry, we can handle it, I ordered noodles for Xiao Yan, I won't make him eat too spicy and have diarrhea."

Looking into his expectant eyes, Luo Heng couldn't bear to let him down, so she sighed secretly and didn't say anything more.

Not long after, a large iron pot filled with red oil and red pepper was delivered to the table. Fu Yihuan's eyes lit up, his mouth unconsciously secreted saliva, and the chopsticks in his hand were eagerly beating the table like raindrops. .

"Father, this is not good." Fu Yan frowned and stretched out his small hand to hold Fu Yihuan's hand holding the chopsticks.

Fu Yihuan smiled embarrassingly, put some noodles cooked separately in a small bowl, brought it to Fu Yan, and said, "Bao'er, eat some noodles first to cushion your belly."

Fu Yan nodded, picked up the chopsticks and began to eat slowly.

"Huan, the pot is boiling, what to put first?" Morad asked.

"Of course it's meat!" Fu Yihuan quickly replied, "Come here, take a piece for each person, put it in the pot for 20 seconds and it's ready to eat."

As soon as a piece of mutton was in his mouth, Fu Yihuan hissed happily. He couldn't wait to pick up another piece. After it was cooked, he passed it in hot boiling water and put it in Fu Yan's bowl. He didn't pick it up, put his hands on his knees, and sat there upright, staring at the spicy pot.

So, the third piece of mutton that Fu Yihuan cooked was delivered to the sky above Luo Heng's bowl, hesitating whether to put it in: "Boss Luo may not have eaten hot pot, something that everyone scoops up together with chopsticks, don't mind, why not?" Try it, it tastes really good."

"Huan, President Luo despises saliva, so don't force others." Even if he eats this kind of food that is slightly vulgar compared to Western food, Morad can still maintain his usual elegant demeanor, gently wiping the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with a paper towel , looked at Luo Heng and said sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, Luo Heng glanced at Morad lightly, held Fu Yihuan's wrist, lowered his head, opened his mouth and bit the mutton into his mouth with his chopsticks, then looked at Fu Yihuan calmly, chewed and said : "Well, the taste is really good."

The process of Luo Heng biting the mutton from his own chopsticks turned into a slow-motion silent film in Fu Yihuan's eyes, and his eyes widened bit by bit, until Luo Heng finished speaking and swallowed the meat, He was still staring blankly at the marks left by Luo Heng on the chopsticks, for a moment he didn't know whether to change the pair of chopsticks or pretend not to care and continue using them.

"Hey hey!" Molard reacted greatly, took the chopsticks from Fu Yihuan's hand, threw the chopsticks into the trash can, and glared at Luo Heng, "You really..."

Fu Yihuan quickly stopped it and said, "No...it's nothing, just ask the waiter to get...get a pair of new ones."

Morad snorted coldly, opened the door of the box, asked the waiter for a pair of new chopsticks and handed them to Fu Yihuan, not forgetting to ask: "Just take care of Xiaoyan, what do you do with him!"

After taking the chopsticks, Fu Yihuan couldn't help taking a peek at Luo Heng, and saw that he was holding up the cup and drinking in a hurry, but every time he took a sip, the corners of his mouth would always turn up slightly as if there was nothing, and it seemed that there was something wrong with him. ..proud?

Well, that's right, it is indeed pride, just like the kind of pride that a child's pranks offend adults but feel comfortable physically and mentally, and even raise their tails.

The CEO who pretends to be a wolf with a big tail is quite...cute.

Thinking of this, Fu Yihuan bit his chopsticks and grinned.

However, judging from Luo Heng's posture of drinking five or six cups of tea after eating that piece of mutton, it seems that he can't eat spicy food. Recalling the details of eating with Luo Heng, he found that he had never seen anything with chili on the dinner table. Even the dumplings are dipped in ketchup.

From this point of view, Luo Heng's pressure from being abnormally spicy is not normal.

Remembering that he not only ordered without asking his taste, but also boiled a piece of mutton in the abnormal spicy pot for him to eat, Fu Yihuan couldn't help but feel guilty, and said hesitantly: "Mr. Luo, if you can't eat spicy food, we can change it to another Mandarin Duck Pot is also fine.”

Luo Heng stopped drinking water, put down the glass and looked at Fu Yihuan, with doubts on his face: "Mandarin duck?"

After all, it was indeed the first time for President Luo Da to enter a hot pot restaurant. He didn't even know that there was a mandarin duck pot that combined spicy pot and clear soup pot. When he saw the mandarin duck pot that was put on the table, his expression was a little hard to explain. He looked at Fu Yihuan The look in his eyes is even more indescribable.

Fu Yihuan intuitively felt that this look was thrown at him by Luo Heng as the actual president, and suddenly felt that his subordinate was not kind enough, did not care about the taste of the president, preconceived it, made the president suffer, and was really negligent of duty!

Thinking that the president in front of him was the real world president, Fu Yihuan smiled flatteringly and said, "Mr. Luo, this half is yours, and there will be no more slobber from us. Eat more."

Luo Heng nodded, and finally moved his chopsticks officially, and then he couldn't control it. He fell in love with hot pot food so much that Fu Yihuan had to join Luo Heng in eating hot pot for several days later, and he ate so much that he saw The pot couldn't help but panic.

For some reason, after this hot pot meal, Morad suddenly stopped. Without Morad pulling him to eat, drink and have fun, Fu Yihuan felt that mushrooms were growing on his head, so he took Fu Yan to the amusement park.

When he came back, he deliberately went to the dessert shop opposite Luo Heng's company to eat desserts. As soon as he walked out of the store, the phone rang. Fu Yihuan took out his phone and looked at it, and found that it was Luo Heng's call: "Hey, Mr. Luo, Is there a problem?"

"Are you near the company?" Luo Heng asked.

Fu Yihuan looked around and said, "How do you know?"

"I happened to see it upstairs," Luo Heng said, and other people's voices sounded around him. He seemed to respond to something, and then said to Fu Yihuan, "You bring Xiao Yan up, some friends want to see you."

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Thank you "Coffee" for throwing mine ^~^

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