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  Shang Sizhan handed her the menu: "Look, what do you want to eat?"

  Looking down at the menu, Shi smiled slightly: "You order, I will eat whatever you order?"

   Staring at her for a moment, Shang Sizhan took the menu back, looked at it carefully for a while, chose a few dishes, and then ordered Pingjiu.

  Recently, there is no morning sickness reaction, and Shi Qian's appetite has also begun to recover, and he is a little craving for alcohol.

  After the food and wine were served, Shang Sizhan poured himself a glass of wine first, and took a sip.

   Shi Qian stared at his lips, as if he wanted to taste the wine, and swallowed subconsciously.

  Noticing her movements, Shang Sizhan chuckled softly: "You can drink it in a few months."

  Shi Qian: "A few months! It's obviously half a year." After a pause, she said again: "I'll just try a little bit and it should be fine, right?"

  Shang Sizhan shook his head: "No."

  “.”

  Shi Qian sighed softly: "Forget it." She picked up her chopsticks and planned to eat.

   "Really want to drink?" Shang Sizhan asked suddenly.

  Shi Qianjiacai paused, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Not at all."

   Pausing for two seconds, Shang Sizhan suddenly drank the wine in the glass, then stood up and walked to her side.

  Shi Qian raised her small face, not understanding what he was doing when he walked up to her suddenly, and looked at him suspiciously.

  Time shallow: "."

   After a while, the man raised his head and asked softly, "Is it good?"

  Time shallow: "."

  Seeing that she didn't speak, Shang Sizhan said again: "Didn't taste it? Let's do it again."

  Shang Sizhan smiled lightly and said, "How is it? How does it taste?"

  Shi Qian: "...not bad."

   "Do you want more?" Shang Sizhan asked.

   "No need, let's eat." Shi Qian immediately sat back on the chair.

  Shang Sizhan also returned to his seat.

  Looking at the monstrous man in front of him, Shi Qian thought, it was indeed the right choice for Fang Zui and the others not to come up.

   Downstairs lobby.

  Han Jin, Fang Zui, Lei Ming, and Qian Mei walked into the store, walked around, and decided to come back.

   Several people did not intend to go upstairs, but found a place to sit downstairs.

   Qian Mei said: "Boss, take a look at the menu."

   "Yes." Han Jin took the menu and looked at it.

   Lei Ming's attention was not on the menu, but kept staring at the phone.

   I don't know what happened, after Lu Yang went back that day, he never contacted him again, and he didn't reply to any messages.

  Being busy for the past few days, he didn't think much about it. It would be fine, so he began to wonder and didn't understand what was going on.

   No matter how busy you are, you won’t even have time to reply to messages.

   "What do you eat?" Han Jin gave him a sideways look.

   "Ah?" Lei Ming came back to his senses: "What?"

   Han Jin glanced down at his phone, and asked again: "What are you staring at the phone all this time?"

   "Nothing!" Lei Ming put down his phone, leaned over to look at the menu: "What are the dishes? Hey, this grilled fish looks good."

   Han Jin didn't continue to ask, picked up a pen and checked the grilled fish.

"what else?"

   After taking a closer look, Lei Ming said again: "These two special dishes also look good."

   Han Jin checked one by one: "Is there anything else you want to order?"

  Lei Ming: "No more."