Chapter 1189: I will give you whatever you want(3)

Hearing that the man asked her to immediately go to the restaurant to pack and deliver the food, she came over without even having time to change her clothes.
At the moment, she was wearing an orange-red dress and a short coat on the outside. Her black-rimmed glasses were also replaced with contact lenses. Her stroked hair was draped over her shoulders, less of the rigid and rigid work. A bit feminine.
Facing her gaze, Feng Yi smiled: "Miss Shen, the little master hasn't eaten dinner yet. I'll bring it to him."
Shen Youran looked down at Zino: "You haven't eaten yet?"
Jinuowu's black eyes turned around, and he dodged a little: "I haven't had time to eat yet. I'll have some food now."
Shen Youran frowned, slightly pursed her crimson lips, silently took something in Feng Yi's hand, and turned to the sofa.
Jinuo Chong Feng Yi showed a sweet smile: "Aunt Feng, thank you.
Shen Youran sat down on the sofa and opened the contents of the bag, enough food for two adults.
Why did Feng Yi appear in front of her house, Shen Youran had a faint guess, she pushed the food to Zino: "Eat."
Zino gave her another lunch box: "Of course, so many people can't finish it, you can eat with me."
Shen Youran leaned back on the sofa and said softly, "I don't eat."
Seeing her face chilled, Zino picked up the chopsticks and ate it. He had eaten before, so he was not hungry. He poked the rice in the box with his chopsticks and secretly looked at him sitting on his chest. woman.
After two bites, he put down his chopsticks: "Sure enough, I'm full."
Shen Youran swept to the table, the food was almost intact, and even his favorite braised meat was only a few pieces less.
She seemed to laugh, "Isn't it hungry?"
Zino was full of words: "My meal has become smaller."
Shen Youran looked at him silently.
Jinuo lowered her head in a guilty conscience, and pushed the food to her, her voice soft and glutinous: "You eat these."
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Feng Yi came out of the Hanyuan Yayuan, walked to the black Maybach opposite, opened the door of the passenger seat, and sat inside.
"President Ji, it has been sent."
The lights in the car were dim, and half of Ji Jinchuan's face was hidden in the dim light: "Did she say anything?"
Feng Yi shook his head and hesitated, looking at the man in the driver's seat: "She seems to have changed a lot."
Ji Jinchuan took the smoke from the storage platform, lit it and smoked it, and the night wind poured in from the lowered window to blow off the smoke in the car.
He didn't speak, and Feng Yi was silent. She looked at the man's angular profile and didn't know what he was thinking. The expression was a little confused, and the smoking movement was lonely.
She couldn't help but reminded: "Ji, your health is not good, smoke less."
Ji Jinchuan smoked silently and didn't speak. After smoking a half, he said in a dull voice: "It's nothing for you, go back."
"Okay." Feng Yi answered and got off the car and left.
Ji Jinchuan had been waiting outside the Yayuan Garden of the Han Dynasty. After smoking a cigarette, he took the cigarette case again. When he thought of the doctor's instructions, he put the smoke out and put it back on the storage table.
At around nine o'clock, Shen Youran led Zino out of the community and saw the man standing opposite the car at a glance.
The men also looked in their direction, the street lights were dim and they couldn't see his face.
Shen Youran let go of Zino's hand and looked down at him: "Go find dad."