When she went down the elevator, she met Fu Tingyuan, who also took the elevator down.

The man was wearing a long grey windbreaker with a white shirt pressed in the same cloth. He leaned against the elevator wall with elegant demeanor.

Luonan first saw him inside, the footstep subconsciously stopped for a moment, and then was YanRuYu led into the elevator.

She stood on the side of Yan Ruyu, and behind her was Fu Tingyuan. I don't know if her nose is too sensitive. The smell of familiar Cologne in the air spreads along her skin. It is the smell that she can't wash clean no matter how much bath gel she uses.

She frowned slightly.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Ruyu looked down at her.

"I'm a little hungry."

Yan Ruyu laughed, raised his hand and stroked her hair: "the restaurant is very close to this side, you can get down the elevator. Don't worry

Fu Tingyuan's sight glided along the fingertips of Yan Ruyu falling on Luonan's early hair, and finally landed on Luo Nan Chu's tight neck, and then quietly hooked his lower lip.

"Ding --" the elevator landed in the hall on the second floor.

Yan Ruyu leads luonanchu out.

Fu Tingyuan, with one hand in the pocket of his jeans, followed them in a leisurely manner.

The huge main restaurant is full of people.

Yanzong and his wife sat in the main seat, yanqingfeng in his mother's side, is saying something to his mother.

When Yanzong saw Fu Tingyuan come in, he waved his hand in front of all the guests and asked him to sit down. He was not afraid to express his love for his son in front of the guests.

Yan Ruyu's mother, dressed in kimono, waved to her son: "Xiaoyu!" Motioned for him to sit down.

Yan Ruyu leads Luo Nanchu to the side of his mother. Emma, the second elder sister, is chatting with her fiance. When she sees her brother coming, her beautiful blue eyes stare at luonanchu beside him with interest.

She came too late yesterday to see the good play, but she knew the girl. Isn't this the sweetheart of her third brother? What's wrong with her little brother?

Emma glanced at Fu Tingyuan, who was sitting not far away. He sat on the side of Yan Zong's body, with one hand supporting his face, but he looked arrogant and bored, and did not look at this side.

The rare reunion of the Yan Family in a year is as warm as last night.

Yan Ruyu took a sandwich and Oatmeal Milk to luonanchu and ate it quietly with her.

Huizi Nakamura took a piece of sashimi for his son and said, "stay here with my mother for a week and then go."

Yan Ruyu glanced at her, then indifferently "um".

With a smile on his face, Nakamura took another piece of sushi.

She looked at her son as he ate and skillfully handed food to the young woman beside her body. She was a little jealous. "Xiaoyu, you never know what your mother likes to eat."

Yan Ruyu glared at her: "don't make any noise."

Huizi Nakamura was killed by him, his eyes immediately red, wronged to take back the line of sight, sullen eating.

Their conversations were all in Japanese, which Luo Nan didn't understand at first, but she could see that Yan Ruyu's mother didn't seem to like her very much.

Ronan asked in a low voice, "Ruyu, isn't your mother happy that I'm sitting next to you?"

Yan Ruyu glanced at her mother's bulging face and said in a cool tone: "don't worry about her. It's none of your business. " She just turned it back on her own. He poured her a glass of milk. "What else do you want to eat? Sashimi or? "