Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

How could it be so dirty! It was simply. . . She could not bear to listen any longer.    

"Who wants you to feed me? I'll eat it myself. "    

Chen Yinyin tried her best to bring the topic to a more serious level, but someone just did not follow her rhythm.    

"Oh, it seems like you want to take the initiative, I don't mind. "    

"You. . . "    

The woman was at a loss for words for a moment. She was rendered speechless by his words.    

Her gaze once again fell on the album, and an idea suddenly appeared in her heart.    

"Bring this album back with you?" She suggested to him.    

In this album, not only did she see Feng Zhuo's photo, she also saw his parents' photos. Although there were not many of them, they were also a memento.    

The man didn't really agree with this suggestion.    

"No need. "    

"But isn't this a beautiful memory? When I miss my parents, I can still take out a photo to take a look. Isn't that good?"    

Feng Zhuo took the album from her hands and put it back where it was.    

"All the beautiful memories are here. It has nothing to do with the photos. "    

His finger lightly tapped on her head and said, "The people I miss have always been in my heart. In my mind, even if there are no photos, I will not forget them no matter how long it takes. "    

Chen Yinyin felt that these words made a lot of sense and did not mention this matter again, but. . .    

"Alright. In the future, I will accompany you to visit your parents every year. "    

The man looked at her serious little face and the corner of his mouth rose slightly. "Well, you said it. You can't go back on your word. "    

"I always keep my word. "    

"The next time I come, it will be four people. "    

After his reminder, she realized that it seemed to be true.    

A family of four. Thinking about it, she felt a little happy.    

"But. . . "    

Chen Yinyin went to take out the album again and found the only photo he had with a smile on his face. She took it out from the album.    

"If you don't want to bring the album back, can you give me this photo?"    

A trace of uneasiness flashed across the man's face, and he deliberately hid it with a sullen face.    

"What do you want this photo for? I'm right beside you now, and I can't even compare to this photo?"    

Chen Yinyin twitched her mouth and said, "But I really like this photo. Look at how cute you were at that time. Since you don't like it, I like it. Then give me something you don't like, okay?"    

"No. "    

The man was obviously displeased. He took the photo from her hand and cast a sidelong glance at her in disdain.    

"This is probably the dark history that I want to destroy the most. "    

"It's not dark history. It looks so good!"    

Chen Yinyin retorted.    

Beautiful?    

The man's long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, carrying a sense of danger as he leaned forward.    

"What you mean is, compared to the current me, you think this photo is more beautiful. Hmm? "    

That last nasal sound was simply a threat, as if it was saying, If you give the wrong answer, you're dead for sure. Think carefully before answering.    

Chen Yinyin's brain operated rapidly. Suddenly, she came up with an idea and thought of an impeccable answer.    

"I have never seen you in the past. I want to know you from different times. Then I will not be able to travel back to the past. You also said that I don't understand you deeply enough, so you have to give me a chance, right? "    

He clearly knew that this woman was talking nonsense with him again, but her words actually made his mood inexplicably good.    

"Since you like it, then keep it. "    

He handed the photo to her and said helplessly: "You have a lot of crooked logic. "    

Chen Yinyin smiled and was afraid that he would go back on his word. She quickly put the photo into her bag.    

"It is not crooked logic. This is the truth. "    

"Let's go. "    

He couldn't help but knock her on the head and say: "Just now you said you were hungry, what's wrong? You don't have to eat if you have photos? That's good. Save me a lot of money. "    

Chen Yinyin said unhappily," Don't make it sound like I'm very good at eating. With my little appetite, won't I praise you, President Feng? "    

"That's hard to say. "    

"Feng Zhuo, you've had enough! "    

This guy took advantage of the opportunity to conform to her.    

Was her appetite really that big? But she felt that it was alright.    

……    

Feng Zhuo brought her to an Italian restaurant.    

Chen Yinyin had seen this restaurant before when she was making strategies. It could be considered an online restaurant, but she did not expect him to know about such a place.    

"I thought President Feng was not a mortal, but I didn't expect you to know about this kind of online celebrity card gambling holy land. "    

The man frowned in confusion and asked her, "What is an online celebrity card gambling sacred ground?"    

"Eh? Didn't you know about this restaurant on the Internet?"    

This time, it was Chen Yinyin who was puzzled.    

"Online? No. "    

Before he could explain, an Asian man walked over and stopped in front of their table with a smile on his face.    

Feng Zhuo stood up and shook hands with the man while Chen Yinyin was surprised.    

"Zhuo, long time no see. "    

"Long time no see, Uncle Lin. "    

The man called Uncle Lin looked to be in his fifties.    

Chen Yinyin quickly stood up and greeted Feng Zhuo politely, "Hello, Uncle Lin. I am Chen Yinyin. "    

Uncle Lin smiled and said, "You are Zhuo's wife, right? Kid, you are very lucky. "    

Although Feng Zhuo did not say anything, he seemed to agree with Uncle Lin's words with action. He held Chen Yinyin's hand tightly.    

Chen Yinyin politely said, "You flatter me. "    

"It's rare for you all to come here. Look at the menu and what you want to eat. I will personally handle it. "    

From Uncle Lin's behavior, it was not difficult for Chen Yinyin to guess that he was the boss and head chef of this restaurant. It was just that not everyone was lucky enough to eat the head chef's dishes.    

Feng Zhuo actually knew the boss of this restaurant. Only she could not think of it. There was no one that he could not do.    

"What do you want to eat?"    

The man handed the menu to her and asked softly.    

Chen Yinyin looked at the menu from beginning to end and asked Uncle Lin, "Anything is okay? I remember that the restaurant's rules are that there are specific dishes every day. . . "    

Uncle Lin smiled and said, "Rules are set by people, no harm. "    

Only then did Chen Yinyin feel at ease and boldly order a few dishes that she had always wanted to try.    

As there were too many dishes that she wanted to eat, it was difficult to choose. In the end, when she ordered, she discovered that there were actually seven or eight dishes.    

Feng Zhuo took the opportunity to tease her. "Just now, someone said: How many stomachs do you have?"    

Chen Yinyin's face turned red and was about to cut off a few lines.    

"It's alright. If you like it, then try it. It's rare for you to try it once. "    

Uncle Lin smiled and took the menu. He went to the kitchen to prepare.    

As soon as he left, Chen Yinyin could not help but say to Feng Zhuo, "Can you give me some face? You are making me very uncomfortable. "    

"It's fine. Uncle Lin is not an outsider. "    

Speaking up to this point, she couldn't help but be curious.    

"How did you and Uncle Lin get to know each other?"    

The man raised his eyebrows and asked back, "How do you think I learned cooking?"    

Chen Yinyin was surprised and said, "You mean Uncle Lin is your cooking teacher?"    

"You can say that. He is a friend of my parents. When he was young, he often came to his restaurant. When he had nothing to do, he would go back to the kitchen. Over time, he was influenced by me. "    

When she heard him, the image of a boy with a straight face standing by the stove and watching the cooking seriously appeared in her mind.    

"What are you thinking about again?"