Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Yu helped his wife walk around the yard. The lady walked very slowly, and she was patient, and accompanied her step by step.

The sun is tilting west, and the red sun is covering the entire yard. The temperature in cities has gradually dropped, especially in the suburbs.

"Ma'am, come here today, it's already great today." Jing Yu stopped and got up to get a wheelchair.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Yu Zeyao didn't know when he was standing in the courtyard.

His dress today is not as formal as before, and a dark blue cardigan is casually placed on the upper body, revealing a white shirt collar. The sun slumped westward, pulling his erect figure longer and longer.

He was also looking at her, and when she looked up, she bumped into his eyes firmly. He didn't mean to avoid it immediately, but stopped looking for a while on her face. Under the setting sun, the man's eyes were dark, and when he looked at it from her perspective, he could not see the emotions under his eyes.

Jing Yu was embarrassed by him and nodded slightly at him.

Yu Zeyao didn't say much, but finally looked away and pushed the wheelchair towards them.

She took the blanket from the wheelchair and wrapped her up.

Fang Yipei noticed her son and was surprised. "Why are you back at this time? Didn't you say you want to go abroad today?"

"There is still a little time, don't worry." Yu Zeyao helped his mother to sit down, his expression was always dull, "How is my mother today?"

This is to ask Jingyu. She stood aside and returned: "It's fine, take it slowly."

Yu Zeyao bowed his head.

Jing Yu was speechless. Rolling up his sleeves and glancing at the time, "Madam, then I'll go back today."

She said goodbye and glanced at Yu Zeyao, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

The next moment, I only heard a enthusiastic voice at the door, "Dr. Jing, dinner has already been served. Let's have dinner together before leaving. At this point, it is not convenient for our driver to send you dinner, and he must have dinner. ! "

It was Yu Zenan who spoke.

Jing Yu didn't say anything.

Fang Yipei also yelled, "Yeah, I'll leave after eating. Let Zenan take you away."

Jing Yu didn't know why he subconsciously looked at Yu Zeyao around him. He felt her gaze and turned to look at her, "Stay, I'll take you to the city later."

Jing Yu opened her lips, what she wanted to say, and in the end, there was only one ‘good’ word.

Yu Zeyao pushed Fang Yipei to the restaurant, Fang Yipei looked back at his young son who was enthusiastically speaking with Jing Yu, and whispered to him, "Did you see?"

"What?" Yu Zeyao asked.

"Zenan's child is particularly interested in Dr. Jing."

Yu Zeyao glanced back, "How do you do it?"

"As soon as Dr. Jing came, he pulled the questions and asked the question. Now he has taken the initiative to leave someone for dinner. I think this boy must have liked Dr. Jing."

"Not necessarily." His simple words, meaningless.

"I think Dr. Jing is fine. What do you think?"

"It's fine, but they are not suitable." Yu Zeyao's tone was firm.

Fang Yanpei said, "You haven't seen it a few times before, it's not appropriate. There is really no way to take you!"

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Yu Zeyao settled her mother down and sat down to her right. Yu Zhenan and Jing Yu entered the restaurant behind.

"Xiao Jing, come sit down." Fang Yipei greeted Jing Yu.

Suddenly, Yu Zenan rushed to Yu Zeyao, opened the chair beside him, and arranged: "Dr. Xiaojing, come here, you sit here!"

Jing Yu looked at him and looked at Yu Zeyao beside him. She always felt that the man was the head of the family here.

Yu Zeyao also looked at her, "Sit anywhere, you can sit wherever you want."

Although he said that, he moved the tableware here. Jing Yu had to sit beside Yu Zeyao according to the words.

Yu Zenan hurriedly ran to the opposite of them and sat down, their ambiguous eyes turning on them.

The look made Jing Yu uncomfortable. I don't know if it's my own illusion, I always feel that Master Yu Er's move has some suspicion of Lalang match.

However, Jing Yu also saw from the cold-hearted attitude of the other party that he had no other thoughts about himself.

Fang Yipei naturally saw the clues, and he was puzzled, and his gaze moved around the two sons. Could it be that she felt wrong just now?

"Xiao Jing, you have eaten here for the first time, and you don't know if you can eat these. Come, try this." Fang Yipei raised her chopsticks and gave her a seafood ball. Everything is fresh, you taste it. "

"Thank you, Madam." Jingyu quickly picked up the bowl and picked it up. She is allergic to seafood. But the lady kept looking at her with earnest gaze. She had to ride a tiger and had to bite a little.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" The wife asked.

"Well, it's delicious." It's delicious.

"Then eat it while it's hot, it won't taste like it's cold."

Jing Yu had to take another bite.

But he heard a whisper from the man next to him, "Just do what you want, don't take it seriously."

His voice was very magnetic, because it was deliberately low and filled with air, as if whispering in her ear. Such a voice, if it is in love, is about to be a master, and people can not hold it. Why should we use the method of "deception" like Jin Nian said?

The idea turned around in my head for a second, and Jing Yu suddenly felt her ears and her face warming up. What is she thinking about? What a good meal, what's so ruthless?

Jing Yu felt that she was also bewildered by the man's external image. In order to cover her messy mind, she turned her face away and stopped looking at him.

As if he didn't hear him, he stuffed the ball into his mouth, and didn't care about the other person's expression at the moment.

However, does this person have mind reading? How could he see that he didn't want to eat this meatball?

The other two at the table thought that they were whispering and didn't know their thoughts at the moment. Seeing that she had finished eating the **** quickly, Madam Yu was happy in her heart, and took another one, and said, "If you like it, eat more. We Zeyao ..."

"Give me." The pinched **** were intercepted halfway.

Yu Zeyao passed the bowl.

Fang Yipei saw that he had swallowed the ball, hesitantly whispered, "Aren't you usually not a fan of this thing?"

"OK." Yu Zeyao answered briefly.

Yu Zenan smiled, "Mom, don't you understand now? This is called-Aiwu and Wu."

He shouldn't deliberately make the last four characters long.

Everyone present looked at him, and Jing Yu looked at him. Yu Zenan raised an eyebrow, smiled brightly, his eyes fell on his mother, and he said unhurriedly, "Do you usually not like to eat this stuff the most, so I will follow it now, right?"