It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 233

"Please treat me to a meal." Shen Zheyi said.

Qiao Yue raised her eyebrows, "So simple?"

She estimated that if she went to an ordinary restaurant, she might not even spend 300 yuan.

Shen Zheyi's next sentence shattered her fantasy, "You did it yourself."

Come on, it is estimated that dozens of dollars will not be spent.

Qiao Yue squinted her eyes with a cold light, "Do you think you are beautiful?"

"Of course it's beautiful." Shen Zheyi was stunned for a moment, and immediately blurted out, but after reacting, he felt something was wrong.

Qiao Yue continued: "You are already beautiful enough, why do you want to be so beautiful? Huh?"

I couldn't hear the last word "um" clearly, but that curling feeling came from her throat, which made Shen Zheyi's throat tighten.

His eyes moved uncontrollably to her lips.

Finally, he sighed softly and muttered to himself.

Shen Zheyi, just be yourself.

But this meal, he didn't intend to stop there.

He looked down at Qiao Yue's hands on the stage, those white and slender hands, the index finger tapped the table lightly.

Some discordant pictures floated through my head.

Shen Zheyi couldn't help closing his eyes.

Finally, I have to admit that I need to clean my mind.

He is afraid that he is lonely.

"I just want you to cook me a meal, dark cooking is fine."

Shen Zheyi looked very persistent.

Qiao Yue thought about it seriously, and then looked at Lin Ling, who was sleeping soundly, thinking that it would not be too bad for a meal in exchange for the development of her relationship with Qin Heng.

What's more, if someone dares to eat it, why doesn't she dare to do it?

So, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Zheyi, and asked lightly, "If you die from eating, do I need to pay?"

Shen Zheyi subconsciously took this sentence as a joke, but seeing her serious expression, the sentence "Of course not" was choked in her throat, unable to get up or down.

Finally, he blinked, "You don't need to lose money, just bury it with me."

Qiao Yue was chiseling a hockey puck in his hand, hearing that he just wanted to smash the unformed ice cube on his head.

Just kill it.

Staying here is a scourge.

Two people, one went to work, the other accompanied him to work, and there was a drunk lying on the table, and the phone calls that kept calling but no one answered.

About half an hour later, a young man full of hostility entered the door of the night, his whole body was full of coldness, and his clothes were not thick. At least for other people, he should be wearing the thickest clothes. That windbreaker jacket.

But his looks are too good, and his temperament is too cold.

Cold with hostility.

The figure is also quite good.

As soon as it came in, it attracted the attention of many women, and some young ladies were already eager to try it.

But the person who came in first glanced at the venue, and then his eyes fell on the side of the bartending table, the one lying on the back of the head on the stage.

There was a man sitting next to him.

According to the distance between the two, if they get closer, there will be physical contact, Qin Heng narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Qiao Yue took the time to glance at the person walking across, and called out, "Young Master Shen."

"Ah?" Shen Zheyi was looking down at the phone, when he heard this, he looked up at her.

Qiao Yue: "He's here."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Zheyi heard a cold male voice, "Lin Ling."

People lying on the stage are not moved.

Qin Heng glanced at the empty wine glass and cell phone on the table.

(End of this chapter)