Once Upon A One Night Stand novel Chapter 394

Li han took the two of them to a restaurant at the foot of the mountain. It was completely chinese style. There was another stone pool at the door, and a clear spring suddenly surged up inside. On both sides were man-made bamboo forests. The environment was elegant and very romantic.

But when shu tian saw their menu, she was a little surprised. No wonder it was a shanzhen restaurant. Most of the dishes were small stir-fried dishes, a little more high-end than nongjiale, but there were no ingredients in high-end restaurants.

Shu tian ordered a stew made of wild pheasants. She personally liked chicken soup and poultry.

Li Han was still a vegetarian, but this time he ordered two dishes that were slightly sour and sweet for the child.

Five dishes and a soup. Outside the window of the private room on the second floor was the green color of the foot of the mountain. Shu Tian drank the chicken soup in the bowl with a layer of butter floating on it, but it was not the kind of greasy, but the butter unique to wild pheasants. It was not greasy, but very mellow.

Eating such a meal in this environment was also an extraordinary enjoyment.

Shu Xiao was obviously hungry. He ate a whole small bowl of rice and drank a bowl of soup. At the beginning of the meal, he was still wandering around the house. Not long after, he had a fight with his eyelids and was sleepy.

After climbing the mountain for so long, she was really tired.

Shu Tian ate slowly, but she quickened her pace in order to take care of the child. Li Han glanced at her. "Eat slowly. Don't worry."

She didn't say anything. She picked up the bowl and finished the soup. She took a few tissues to wipe her mouth. She got up and wanted to hug the little guy who was taking a nap in the chair.

She looked up and Li Han had already picked up the child. "The wallet is on the table. I'll carry him back to the car. You go and pay the bill."

With that, the man left the room without looking back.

Shu Tian looked at his wallet on the table and sighed helplessly. He had to take it to the front desk to pay the bill. It was 578 yuan in total. Shu Tian opened the wallet buckle and paid the bill with cash, but his eyes were attracted by the photo at the bottom of the left column of the wallet.

It was a picture of her being taken by him on the balcony five years ago.

She was lying in a rocking chair reading a book. Perhaps she was sleepy and fell asleep. Her head was slightly tilted and her eyes were closed. The light fell on her and left a bright color.

There is a saying that whether a man loves you or not depends on whether his wallet has a picture of you.

This sentence was still very popular before, but in recent years, mobile phones have developed rapidly, and many people will not pay attention to this, but at this time, she remembered.

Shu Tian's fingers paused, and his nose suddenly turned sour.

"Hello, your change." The cashier's voice pulled her back to reality.

Shu Tian sniffed and reached out to take it, his tone trembling. "Thank you."

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Back in the car, Shu Tian handed the wallet back to him and said, "It's always 578. I'll pay in cash."

"Yes." The man started the car, holding the steering wheel with both hands and drawing a handsome curve.

Shu Tian endured, but still did not ask about the photo. Instead, he changed the subject and talked about the child. "Is Xiao asleep?"

"Well, I guess I'm exhausted." Speaking of Shu Xiao, the man's eyes were so soft that they almost melted into water.

Once upon a time, he did not have such good patience for himself. He was always anxious, or tough to let her accept something that was simply unacceptable.

One day as a parent, things will change.

Shu Tian withdrew his gaze and turned to look out the window. The car drove all the way to Imperial Villa, away from the mountain scenery. There were fewer green streets and more peddlers. Shu Tian was inexplicably depressed.

Suddenly, her hand on her knee was held by a big hand.

Shu Tian was stunned and subconsciously shrank back, but in return for the man's calm voice, "Don't make a scene. I'm driving."

"I'm not making a scene." The child was still asleep, and she even lowered her voice to refute.