Chief, Love for you is wrong

Bentley continued to walk on the road. They resumed their silence again. Wen Jili's lips closed into a line. His expression was still light, staring at the front, and Qin Jing twisted her fingers.

After a long time, the man's low and magnetic voice came.

"No."

Then there was silence.

Like a warm wind, it floats through people's eardrums and is extremely gentle. Qin Jing is a little stunned. Why does this man suddenly answer her?

The atmosphere inside the car seemed to take on ambiguous bubbles. The man's eyes were still looking ahead. His hands occasionally turned the steering wheel and his thin lips moved slightly, "what do you want to eat?"

Mention this, Qin Jing just reacted, "you come to me today, something?"

The man's handsome eyebrows tilted, "huh?"

Speaking of the word "um", Qin Jing became angry and said, "I ask you, why do you reply word by word every time? Is it difficult to type a few more words!"

Wen Jili's eyes fixed on the traffic flow in front of him. When the car turned a corner and resumed straight driving again, he asked faintly, "do you want to eat anything?"

“……”

Qin Jing is angry and thinks of Shan Yudong's words. Evil interests are rampant.

"I want to eat Hunan food! I also want to eat Hunan food! I must go there!"

The man smoked from the corner of his mouth.

Shabu Shabu spicy is a kind of pepper hotter than the devil pepper in India. It is produced in Yunnan. Except for the pepper cultivated in the British greenhouse, which has not been put on the market, Shabu Shabu spicy is called the hottest pepper in the world.

The main brand is Hunan cuisine, but the name of the store is Shabu Shabu spicy. The spicy oil overflows inside. When Wen Jili thinks about it, he feels that his head is smoking

In Y City, Shabu Shabu is a very popular Hunan restaurant. Even Wen Jili, who doesn't eat spicy food, has a certain understanding of it.

The man changed the situation of "Shabu Shabu spicy" in his mind, and immediately his face returned to normal. He was very calm and calmly, and naturally said to Qin Jing, "just eat!"

“……”

Qin Jing sneered, "hehe, I didn't expect you to tell cold jokes, Mr. Wen. It's still decent."

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Finally, they still chose a home for cooking. Qin Jing can't really eat Shabu Shabu spicy. He has to go to work in the afternoon! Eat a blush, sweating, like what!

It is estimated that Wen Jili also knew that she was just talking casually, and finally took her to the "small bridge and flowing water" to eat.

Sunset, Wen Ji's private room.

The moonlight in the lotus pond was so vividly arranged last time, and the sunset was also not bad.

Instead of the stone layout, it is directly painted on the wall with gouache to outline a magnificent and atmospheric setting sun hanging on the hillside and the sky.

Because of the water powder used, the boundless light converged a lot and became an abnormal mystery and illusion.

Coupled with the light with light mist around, this scene looks like both sunset and sunrise in the east at first glance.

"It's much better than the moonlight in the lotus pond."

Qin Jing fiddled with the lovely small fumigation lamp on the table. There were no big chandeliers here. They were small and small, like dew in the evening or morning.

Wen Jili didn't answer, but elegantly clamped a handful of tea with tweezers, warmed the pot, washed the tea and scalded the cup. His actions were orderly, but there was a kind of indifference seeping out of his bones.

A modest gentleman is as gentle as jade.

It's just Wen Jili now.

He is like a poppy. He knows he will be addicted, but he still makes people want to touch.