Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 156 Eating Hot Pot

Bright sunlight came in from the window, hiding half of Song Lan's face in the darkness. She lowered her head, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly, and there were still tiny fragments of light dancing and flickering in it. He Zhaozhi was slightly fascinated by it. , raised his hand to caress her cheek.

The delicate and soft skin under his palm was a little cold, and He Zhaozhi obviously felt Song Lan's cheeks tremble slightly, then he lowered his head to meet Song Lan's somewhat sad and tangled eyes, he suddenly moved over, and gently pressed her lips against her.

This kiss was very gentle, not as domineering and aggressive as before, but gentle and cautious. The kiss was not long. After a few seconds, Song Lan's face turned red, and He Chaozhi's handsome face appeared in the dark pupils. , getting smaller gradually.

"Lanlan, remember, in this matter, you and I are the most innocent and should stand together the most. The past of the elders should be resolved by themselves. Don't let your aunt and your mother's emotions Left and right." General He Chaozhi, Song Lan straightened his face, and said very seriously.

Are they the most innocent?Should they be together?
Song Lan pursed her lips lightly, and the haze of complex emotions in her eyes slowly dissipated. It took a long time before she let out a soft breath.

He stretched out his arms and hugged He Chaozhi's waist. The familiar smell and warm embrace made Song Lan's tense emotions suddenly relax.

Yes, they are the most innocent, being influenced by the emotions of the previous generation, like puppets, they dare not have the slightest personal emotions.

But at this moment, Song Lan was willing to listen to He Chaozhi's words.

The two hugged for a few minutes, and Song Lan and He Chaozhi's emotions eased. He Chaozhi rubbed Song Lan's soft hair, and suddenly smiled again, "Okay, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

Song Lan reluctantly left He Zhaozhi's arms. When she looked up, she just saw He Zhaozhi turned sideways and was about to start the car. His resolute and smooth jawline, beautiful and three-dimensional nose bridge, and those lips with their own color were slightly Evoke a good-looking arc.

Song Lan's heart skipped a beat subconsciously, and he had to say that He Chaozhi was very pretty, even a bit enchanting.

He Zhaozhi took Song Lan to a very lively hot pot restaurant. I heard that this hot pot restaurant has a history of a hundred years, and the chef who is in charge of it has been praised by a certain emperor, so it is very famous in the whole night city.

"Can you eat spicy food?" He Chaozhi handed the menu to Song Lan. He suddenly remembered that the two of them had dinner together before. Song Lan always accommodated his taste. He didn't seem to know Song Lan's food preferences very well.

Song Lan subconsciously ordered a medium-spicy pot base, and heard He Chaozhi's supplement, "Add another mushroom soup pot base, mandarin duck pot, my girlfriend doesn't like spicy food very much."

After Song Lan finished ordering, she raised her head to look at He Chaozhi, and met his pair of drowning fox eyes, he was smiling, the fox eyes curled up, it was so pretty.

She blinked and handed him the menu she ordered, "Add another order of shiitake mushrooms, I heard that shiitake mushrooms are good for the eyes."

He Zhaozhi was stunned for a second, completely unable to understand what she meant by "mushrooms are good for the eyes", but he still nodded and asked the waiter to add another portion of shiitake mushrooms.

"He Chaozhi, you should not smile at others outside." Song Lan picked up the teapot on the table, first heated the bowls and chopsticks for He Chaozhi, and said casually without thinking.

He Zhao didn't seem to understand what she meant, he hardly smiled at others, he reached out and squeezed Song Lan's small face, sighed, "I should tell you this, you are very popular outside , I'm really afraid that another Han Zicheng will jump out."

Song Lan's sigh fell into Song Lan's ears, feeling a bit resentful to her husband. She ironed the bowls and chopsticks, turned her head to look at He Chaozhi, and was about to comfort him, when out of the corner of her eye she saw a man wearing a cap , a woman in a black suit walked over.

She frowned, that woman looked... a lot like Shen Yingxue?

Seeing her dazed, He Zhaozhi followed her gaze, and a waiter outside the door walked into the box carrying a pot of mandarin ducks.

"What are you looking at?" He Zhaozhi stretched out his hand in front of her, moved to her dazed face, and kissed her.

Song Lan looked away, thought for a while, then turned to look at He Chaozhi, "He Chaozhi, is Shen Yingxue still in the psychiatric hospital?"

The waiter who was silently serving the two of them just caught off guard and ate a mouthful of dog food, before a mouthful of old blood spewed out, and saw the handsome man in front of him coaxing his girlfriend in a low voice, and couldn't help being envious.

These days, single dogs are really abused wherever they go.

Song Lan didn't notice the resentful eyes of the waiter beside her, and only listened carefully to He Zhaozhi's words in her ear: "I heard that Shen Yingxue's cousin who is abroad came back a week ago and took her abroad for recuperation. I sent her to monitor her." The people came back and said that Shen Yingxue obediently followed and left."

The departure of Shen Yingxue, the time bomb, made Song Lan slightly relieved.

She might have been wrong just now!
This meal of hot pot surprised Song Lan. He Chaozhi, the uncle, actually seasoned Song Lan himself, served her dishes, and served her comfortably. alienation.

"Don't be too busy, the tripe in your bowl is getting cold, eat it quickly." Song Lan put the hot tripe into He Chaozhi's bowl, wrapped it in small ingredients, and handed it to the person who was busy serving the dishes. He Zhaozhi's lips.

He Zhaozhi was about to eat when he caught a glimpse of a figure walking in out of the corner of his eye. The sound of thumping high heels hitting the floor also alarmed Song Lan who was next to him.

"Song Weila?" Song Lan looked at Song Weila, who was standing on the sky high, and stopped across the table, frowning slightly, a little surprised that she bumped into this small world rudely.

Song Weila's expression was a bit strange, as if she was angry, and she seemed to want to hold up a smile to face the two of them. After a minute, before He Chaozhi lost his temper and chased them away, she finally adjusted her mood and bowed to Song Lan and He Chaozhi bow.

"Mr. He, Ms. Song, I was the one who was rude to you before, I hope you two can hold your hands high and don't cut off my life."

He Zhaozhi didn't speak, but Song Lan looked bewildered. She blinked, and looked at Song Weila's attire a little bit. She was dressed very openly. It was obviously the end of autumn, and she was still wearing a thin skirt with hips, showing her bulge. The back-turned figure has the advantage, and the makeup on the face is very delicate, but the more you look at it, the more inflated it feels.

"I beg Mr. He to raise your hand high and walk around me once." Seeing that the two of them didn't respond, Song Weila knelt down and knelt down towards He Chaozhi, with her head lowered, as if if He Chaozhi didn't agree, she would kowtow to him.

(End of this chapter)