Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Han Jinhao, who was flipping through the picture album, heard the sound of breathing not far away, raised his eyes, and then froze in place.

"I was worried that you wouldn't be able to support this suit, but I didn't expect that it would look like it was specially designed for you after wearing it." The clerk who was overwhelmed by surprise praised him sincerely.

The tip of Bao Ruchu's ears turned red, and he looked embarrassed.

"This set really fits well." The smile on Han Jinhao's face deepened several times: "Take a look at the style, and if you like it, place an order together."

"No, one suit is enough." Bo Ruchu shook his head and declined politely, "And I don't like banquets very much, so even if it is common at that time, I will push it as soon as I buy it. Leave it alone."

Han Jinhao made a silent note, but Bo Ruchu stopped the one who took out the card and was about to pay.

"Let me do it." After paying the bill with the clerk, Bo Ruchu took the pocket from him and turned to look at Han Jinhao.

Seeing that his complexion was not very good, Bo Ruchu lowered his head to hide the curvature of his lower lip, and when he raised his head again, he still had the same indifferent look before.

"Young Master Han has already spent a lot of money to treat me to a big meal. How dare I ask Young Master Han to pay for the clothes."

Hearing this, Han Jinhao's expression softened a little, he nodded to indicate that he knew, then got up and walked out of the shop.

Seeing that it was still early, the two walked around for a while before heading towards the restaurant they had booked.

As soon as the two of them were seated, the restaurant manager came over in a hurry: "Young Master Han, there is something wrong with the salmon you ordered earlier. Can you replace it with other dishes, or..."

"Look at other dishes, preferably light ones." Han Jinhao sipped the red wine in front of him and said.

As if he didn't expect Han Jinhao to be so eloquent, the manager froze for a moment, nodded quickly and said, "Don't worry, Young Master Han, this meal will definitely satisfy you."

Shaoyan looked at the dishes being put on the table one after another, with a few black lines appearing from his forehead as thin as the beginning.

When the waiter stepped back, Bo Ruchu approached the dish in front of the chopsticks and slowly began to taste it.

After a while, seeing that Bo Ruchu was just talking back and forth about the same dish in front of him, Han Jinhao half-seriously and half-jokingly said: "Ah Chen, don't the other dishes suit your appetite?"

"Huh?" Bo Ruchu looked at Han Jinhao with confused eyes, as if asking why you thought so.

With a chuckle, Han Jinhao said slowly: "I see that you just ate those few dishes back and forth, and thought the others were not to your taste."

"No." Bo Ruchu lightly shook his head: "It's just that compared to those spicy dishes, I prefer lighter ones."

"That's it." Han Jinhao lowered his eyes slightly, and for a moment, thoughtfully said: "In this case, why not treat you to hot pot next time, there is a famous clear soup hot pot."

"Huh? Really?" Bo Ruchu bit the chopsticks lightly, and said ambiguously, "Next time if I have time."

"I almost forgot, you will be very busy later." Han Jinhao said slightly annoyed: "If I knew you like light food, I would have ordered that hot pot."

Bo Ruchu dug out a piece of pudding, narrowed his eyes and said, "The dishes here are also delicious, especially the desserts."

"If you like, I'll send you some every day." Han Jinhao leaned slightly, and wiped the corners of Bo Ruchu's mouth with a tissue.

Bo Ruchu's body stiffened slightly, then he returned to normal, and said calmly, "Thank you."