Chapter 2384 White Moonlight

Feng Yiping finally got to taste the dinner that Jin Ling had prepared so carefully. When he put down his phone, he wanted to say "sorry", but after thinking about it, he took it back.

In the daily life of Chinese people, two people who are as close as they can be will not say "sorry" or "it's okay" at every turn except when joking.

The so-called respectful treatment may really develop into cold treatment.

The dinner for two people has 6 dishes and 1 soup, which can be called rich.

"In terms of appearance, it is definitely above average," Feng Yiping said while looking at the dishes.

From the perspective of the plating, it is obviously not poured directly from the pot to the plate, but it is carefully arranged one chopstick at a time, or one spoon at a time.

Looking at the carrot edges and cauliflowers on the edge of the plate, the green vegetables and lettuce at the bottom of the plate, and the neat asparagus... it can be seen that this is really done with heart.

"Speaking of the aroma," he fanned his hand in front of himself, "Well, it's very good, and it smells no different from the chef's in a normal restaurant,"

"So, which dish do you recommend me to eat first?"

"Why do I have to eat one specifically first?" Jin Ling looked like she didn't want to look down on me, "Eat whatever you like,"

Then, she saw Feng Yiping's chopsticks reaching for the shrimp tofu soup decorated with green onions and red shrimps.

"Wow, it's delicious!" Feng Yiping tasted a piece and immediately said exaggeratedly, "Is this really made by you, not served by the restaurant downstairs?"

Jin Ling said "huh" with disdain, "Who can't cook a dish?"

But her hand, which had been tightly holding the chopsticks, finally relaxed, "You only know how to eat tofu!"

"This at least shows that I'm not in a hurry," Feng Yiping smiled, and he picked up another chopstick of yellow croaker, "Well, it's really great,"

Jin Ling curled her lips, is it necessarily a good thing to be in a hurry?

Don't you know that tofu has a shelf life?

And she really knew that Feng Yiping never liked to eat things like dried tofu.

"I have to toast you a glass," Feng Yiping raised his glass, "The so-called hall, the kitchen, that is simply tailor-made for you,"

"Such an excellent girl, but fell into my hands, God treats me well!"

"Can you speak properly," Jin Ling smiled, "What do you mean by fell into your hands?"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, how can you say it fell, I grabbed it from my hands," Feng Yiping said hurriedly.

"Slippery," Jin Ling said, but laughed again.

Feng Yiping's performance made her feel that the few hours she spent in the afternoon were really worth it!

This meal was at least worthy of the candles on the table. Unconsciously, Jin Ling found that her hand was held by Feng Yiping, and she only had one hand to eat, and there was no inconvenience.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but think that the two of them were more than 60 years old in total, and they still made such movements. Was it childish or cheesy?

But she was reluctant to let go.

"Hey, was it true that you fell in love with me at first sight when you first saw me, and you could never erase my shadow from your mind, and there would always be me in your heart?" Feng Yiping asked with a smile.

"Haha," Jin Ling laughed with her head on the table, "You... why are you so narcissistic?"

"You were so immature back then, but you wanted to pretend to be mature. I tell you, you were so pretentious and pretentious,"

"And you fell in love with me at first sight?"

"That's good! That's great!" Feng Yiping breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, "I was most worried that you would always be stuck in my appearance and couldn't extricate yourself,"

"I'm very happy that you withstood the test and saw the outstanding and excellent abilities behind my appearance, as well as my super high personality charm..."

"Hahaha," Jin Ling still pulled her hand out. She couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha , "She pointed at Feng Yiping, laughed a few times, and bent down again, "Oh, my belly,"

"I say, do you have a deep misunderstanding of the word appearance?"

"Do you?" Feng Yiping stood up, "At least he can be on par with Pan An,"

Jin Ling was stunned for a moment, and laughed "haha" again...

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In the seemingly empty KTV, the music was loud, "I finally saw all the dreams blossom\the young people chasing...the invisible wings make the dream last longer than the sky\leave a wish for yourself to imagine,"

"Huh", Wu Qian put down the microphone, "Mr. Fang, beautiful lady, come, have a drink," she picked up a bottle of beer and clinked it with Fang Yingzhi.

"Oh, I haven't been so relaxed for a long time," she leaned lazily on the sofa.

"Yeah," Fang Yingzhi smiled lightly.

"Sorry, Yingzhi, did I force you out and delay your work?" Wu Qian asked.

"No way, how could it be?" Fang Yingzhi said.

"Really? That's good. I always see you as absent-minded,"

"No, it's just... I've been very busy recently. Maybe I'm not used to this kind of relaxation," Fang Yingzhi said with a smile.

"Don't mention it, it's true," Wu Qian agreed immediately, "Last night, I should have been accompanying Mr. Feng and meeting with Android people,"

"Yiping, it's rare that he has no plans in the evening, right?" Fang Yingzhi asked.

"Yes, even today, no one was arranged to have dinner with him," Wu Qian said.

Fang Yingzhi nodded, "That's really rare,"

However, the smile on her face was quite forced.

Because she knew that Jin Ling rarely had any plans tonight, so...

She felt that the intuition she had last time must be right.

"Hey Yingzhi, it's your turn, it's your turn," Wu Qian called, and Fang Yingzhi picked up the phone, "You are so damn gentle..."

"Wow, that's great!" Wu Qian cheered with strength.

The next song is still by Fong Yingzhi. It is the theme song of this year's popular New Year's film "Love Call Transfer", Eason Chan's "Love Call Transfer".

Wu Qian used a beer bottle as a microphone, shaking her head and singing along with Fang Yingzhi, "How many shop windows have I wandered in, how many hotels have I stayed in..."

"Wow Yingzhi, you sang so well, so emotional!" Wu Qian praised.

The next song is still an old song by Fang Yingzhi, "White Moonlight".

As soon as the prelude started playing, Wu Qian felt a little groggy and sobered up a lot.

The warm, simple, yet quaint folk music style, paired with the moving and beautiful string arrangements of movie soundtracks, and Zhang Xinzhe's pure and emotional voice, suddenly made her thoughts melodious..." Oh, Yingzhi, you didn’t keep up,”

Fang Yingzhi intervened in the second sentence, "Everyone has a sadness..."

Half an hour later, the people in the box were still saying, "You are my \unspeakable hurt\want to forget\but can't help but think about it,"

Another half hour later, "...I want to hide\but I'm growing,"

Wu Qian looked at Fang Yingzhi who was holding a microphone and singing sentence by sentence, sighed, and picked up two bottles of beer, "Come on Yingzhi, take a rest first, let's drink,"

"Drinking, even if you're drunk, it doesn't matter. If you're drunk, the big deal is, we won't go to work tomorrow," she said proudly.

"Yes," Fang Yingzhi boldly took a bottle of wine and drank it, "The worst thing is, I won't go to work!"

Looking at Fang Yingzhi who seemed to have such a plan, Wu Qian smiled bitterly again, am I drunk and cowardly? I don't dare not go to work.

However, facing Fang Yingzhi in this state, what can she do? "Yingzhi, drink slowly, let's eat something, and I'll order some fruit,"

Alas, we agreed to come out to relax, which is good!

However, seeing Fang Yingzhi, who always had a smile on her face, looking like this now, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

It's just that there are some things that it just can't help.

White Moonlight!

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In Feng Yiping's penthouse mansion, it was already intermission time. Even at this time, Jin Ling was still lying on his pillow instead of Feng Yiping's arms.

"Hey," he touched Feng Yiping, "I want to ask you a question."

"Okay," Feng Yiping, who was originally very relaxed, immediately became nervous because he knew that questions asked at such a time must be treated with caution.

"When we first arrived in the capital, that time when you came home and I was in the bathroom," Jin Ling's face was a little red. Of course, he couldn't tell the difference at this time.

"What?" Feng Yiping looked confused.

"What did you see?" Jin Ling asked.

"Why don't I have any impression at all?" Feng Yiping said.

Jin Ling immediately pinched him, "You're still pretending!"

"Okay, okay, let me think about it," Feng Yiping smiled and hid aside, suddenly lifting the quilt and taking a look.

"Yeah!" Jin Ling shouted.

Feng Yiping laughed and said, "Haha, it seems like it's still the same as yesterday!"

"Okay, you Feng Yiping, I'll just say..."