"Heh heh heh," Fujino Doxu chuckled mischievously, not answering her question.
Qin Muni wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Fujino Doxu's gaze had a hint of shyness and flirtation.
Well, even if he doesn't say it, she can guess that he's being influenced by his future girlfriend.
"The boss is here, come sit down and try Fujino's boiled live fish. It's really my favorite,"
Dong Chujun noticed Qin Muni and Fujino Doxu approaching and pointed to the seat opposite him.
Qin Muni took a seat across from Dong Chujun, while Fujino Doxu sat next to her.
She glanced down at the bowl of boiled live fish, a bowl of white rice, and various side dishes on the table in front of her.
While picking up her chopsticks, she teased Dong Chujun sitting opposite, "Take it easy, don't fall for Fujino's cooking and overlook your future wife's skills."
"Didn't you say to spread the love evenly? I'd better soak up some more of your love before marrying a wife."
