Chapter 833
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The girl's body was delicate and soft. When she leaned over, her arm would accidentally touch him because she was tugging at his shirt.
It was as if the distance between the two of them had shortened in an instant.
At the same time, the faint milky fragrance surprised Fu She. After all, the girl had fallen into his arms the last time they met and he had not smelled this faint milky fragrance.
However, the milky fragrance this time made him feel even more familiar and happy.
By the time Fu She came back to his senses, Shen Wanqing had already paid and pulled Fu She to a table at the side to sit down.
There were many seats in the milk tea shop, and the design inside was very trendy. The renovation style was more retro. The sofa seats were retro, and there were more paintings on the walls.
There was a huge mirror on the wall behind the door. People who came here to drink milk tea would take photos in front of this mirror.
There were also some small cubicles with two chairs. The scenery outside the window could be seen from the side. It was a suitable place for young couples.
The place where Shen Wanqing sat with Fu She was the space for the two of them. However, it was not a small cubicle and was more remote.
However, their looks attracted everyone's attention the moment they entered, so Shen Wanqing could not keep a low profile just because she wanted to.
"Teacher Fu," the girl opposite him called out to him.
Fu She came back to his senses and looked up blankly. "Hmm —?"
He was stunned. Because he had opened his mouth to speak, the piece of fragrant roasted cold noodles that had been cut was stuck in his mouth.
Shen Wanqing held the wooden skewer with the cold noodles and looked at the young man's stunned expression. She smiled with curved eyes. "Teacher Fu, you said that you don't despise me …"
The girl's voice was very sweet and soft. When she smiled at him, there seemed to be a hint of grievance.
"Teacher Fu, just eat it. My hands are sore," the girl said pitifully.
Fu She came back to his senses and bit down on the roasted cold noodles.
The roasted cold noodles were neither soft nor hard. The ingredients inside were rich and fragrant, and the texture was very good.
"Is it good, Teacher Fu?"
Shen Wanqing, who was sitting opposite him, blinked her beautiful tea-colored eyes and looked very curious.
Fu She swallowed the cold noodles, took out the tissue beside him, and wiped the corners of his mouth unhurriedly. He nodded lightly and said calmly, "Yes, it's delicious."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows. "I think it's delicious too! The owner of this shop is very generous, and his cooking is also very authentic. "
After Shen Wanqing ate a few mouthfuls, she fed Fu She another mouthful. Fu She, who had the experience of being fed once, would not be as stiff this time.
He leaned over gently and ate the roasted cold noodles with his beautiful thin lips.
The young man's cultivation was steady and reserved. He was extremely noble. Even though he was eating the cheap and delicious roasted cold noodles, he was not in a hurry. His actions were gentle and elegant, making it obvious that he had undergone good training.
Shen Wanqing, who was opposite him, looked at Fu She with her chin propped up. She was holding the wooden skewer in her mouth and looking at him with interest.
Shen Wanqing looked at him and suddenly sighed. "Teacher Fu looks good even when he's eating!"
Fu She paused for a moment. His long eyelashes fluttered slightly. His eyes under the clear lenses lifted slightly. He looked at Shen Wanqing, a little confused.
Even though the young man was sitting down, one could still see his tall and slender figure.
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