Chapter 756: Abundant Love Stories

After Jasmine listens to his aggrieved words, she looks around like a thief and carefully pulls his hand,
saying, "Don't be angry. This is a special time...."

After she finishes speaking, she immediately releases her grip, as if she is afraid that someone would
see them.

Pehry understands it, but he is still unhappy. He lowers his head and looks at his empty palm, feeling a
little dazed.

"Did you pull my hand just now?"

Jasmine sighs helplessly and nod forcefully, "Yes!"

Pehry rubs his hands and tilts his neck, saying, "Oh. I didn't even feel it. I thought I was hallucinating."

Jasmine knows that he is deliberately teasing her. She glances at the small garden behind her and the
brightly lit cafeteria. She turns around and has an idea.

"Pehry, come with me." She turns around and walks towards the garden.

Pehry glances at the cafeteria and says, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Jasmine continues to wave at him, "I'm going over there to eat."

Pehry does not know what she is going to do. Seeing her behaving like a thief, he is unhappy, but feels
she is very cute.

No wonder that everyone wants to have a cute girlfriend. In the past, Pehry did not understand. After
all, cute girls are worthless in front of sexy women. But now he understands.



A sexy woman will only make you want to sleep with her, but a cute woman is different. You will be
deeply attracted.

Pehry has been following behind her until they finally stop in front of an almost deserted grey stone
table and stool in the corner of the small garden.

The texture on the table is like a chess board.

He watches as Jasmine takes out a napkin from her pocket and spread it on the stool, "Sit down."

Pehry's eyelids twitches, "Are you going to eat here?"

Compared to his attitude, Jasmine appears to be very relaxed. She sits down and opens the black
thermos bucket, saying, "That's right. Do you want some?"

Pehry originally doesn't have any appetite, but when he hears her words, he nods and says, "Yes."

A tall man of more than one meter eight sits pitifully on a stone bench. Pehry swears that this is the
coolest stool he has ever sits on in more than 30 years.

After eating this meal with her, he won't have diarrhea when he goes back, will he?

The aroma of the food floats over as the lid of the thermos bucket is opened. There are four layers in
total. The first layer is lily shrimp, the second layer is dried bamboo shoot and braised pork, the third
layer is steamed tilapia, and the last layer is the old duck soup with butter.

Although they don't look gorgeous in the bucket, the dishes are still appetizing. Without asking, she
knows that they are made by the chef of the Red Club.

Jasmine glances at the chopsticks in her hand. Why is there only a pair?



She blinks and feels a little embarrassed, "There are no chopsticks. I go to the cafeteria to get a
disposable set. You use this."

Pehry leisurely props his hands on the table and stretches his neck forward, "Too troublesome. Feed
me. I don't eat much anyway."

...

Jasmine once again loses her tongue. How could a man over thirty say such a coquettish thing with a
calm expression?

Isn't he ashamed?

He won't feel ashamed. After all, he is powerful. Saying such a word is nothing.

Jasmine has no choice but to feed him. Before she could take a bite, she puts a translucent shrimp into
the man's mouth and says, "Here, have a taste."

Pehry is also very obedient. He takes a bite. The shrimp is very Q-bounced, and it tastes fresh and
tender. It is as delicious as ever.

"Not bad, eat more."

Jasmine has just eaten one herself. She gives Pehry the rest of the dishes before eating them herself.
This action makes Pehry a little happy.

He is very happy that she remembers him before eating.

Immediately, Pehry feels that there was nothing bad to eat in this shitty park. He feels so good to be
taken care of.

As a result, Jasmine quickly browses on Moments and sees him send one new piece of talking tip.



'A different romantic picnic spent with my girlfriend! Delicious!'

The matching picture is what is placed in front of them. Looking at the crude stone table, Jasmine is
immediately not calm, "Pehry, what did you post!?"

"What's the matter? This is the only thing I can show affection recently," he said.

A single sentence blocks Jasmine's words, causing her to feel a little sour.

It seems that when he has been in love with him, he has indeed felt a little wronged. It must have been
such a long time since he has suffered such a grievance, hasn't he?

Thinking of this, Jasmine whispers, "Do you feel very aggrieved to be with me?"

Pehry does not think too much about it. He is worried that there is no place for him to show his
grievances. He immediately says, "Yeah, I have been so ignored before."

After saying that, both of them are shocked, especially Pehry. She has obviously taken the initiative to
ask, but his words seemed to cause misunderstanding, as if he is comparing her with those women
who have been sticking to him back in the past.

Sure enough, Jasmine's chopsticks immediately stop. She has always known that he used to have
many women and could not restrain himself, but now that the two of them are together, it is hard to not
mind hearing such words from him.

She clearly doesn't think so much about it when she asks, but now she feels uncomfortable hearing it.

Jasmine purses her lips and says, "Then go find someone who won't let you feel wronged."

Pehry's reaction is quick, and he doesn't care if it is clean or not. He immediately sits down in a chair
beside her and says, "What are you talking about? I only love you."



Jasmine doesn't believe his words. Instead of looking at him, she stares at the shrimp in the bowl,
saying, "Alright, let's eat."

Pehry wraps his arms around her waist, "No, my girlfriend is angry. I have to make her happy."

"I'm not angry...." As she speaks, she is about to break the man's hand off her waist.

Pehry definitely wouldn't let go. He says is a sincere tone, "Alright, honey, I said the wrong thing. I
apologize. Don't be angry with me."

Jasmine refuses to admit it and says firmly, "I'm not angry."

"Alright, you're not in angry. It's because I speak wrong words." Pehry coaxes his girlfriend. Actually, he
feels guilty. He doesn't dare to mention those love histories in front of her in the past. He has almost
forgotten about them just now.

"I didn't meet you before, so I was a little too frivolous. Now that I have you, I won't think about anyone
else. I have dated other women, but I swear that you are the only one I love."


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