ace female assistant

Chapter 280
Cen Qinghe glanced at him vigilantly, and whispered back: "It wasn't intentional."

The space in the elevator was small, and she was not feeling well, so instead of using the orthodox method, she stretched out her hand and scratched him.

Shang Shaocheng gave her a bad look, but didn't pursue it in the end.

The two stepped out of the hospital gate, and the moment they opened the door, the night wind blew in their faces, and Cen Qinghe immediately squeezed the front of his windbreaker and wrapped himself tightly.

Looking sideways at Shang Shaocheng, she asked aloud, "Is it cold, do you want me to lend you the windbreaker?"

Shang Shaocheng looked back at her, and said calmly: "Bring it."

Cen Qinghe raised his eyes slightly, and replied aloud: "You can't wear my windbreaker."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Take it off, I'll put it on."

Cen Qinghe wrapped it even tighter, curled his lips and said, "Shouldn't you tell me to wear it at this time, saying it's okay?"

Shang Shaocheng replied with a snort: "You are a hypocrite like you."

He obviously didn't want to wear it for him, so he would play tricks.

After he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of Cen Qinghe suddenly taking off his windbreaker jacket from the corner of his eye. He looked sideways and frowned.

She handed him the windbreaker, raised her chin, "Here, then, you can wear it."

With the cold wind blowing outside, Shang Shaocheng said in a deep voice, "Put it on quickly."

Cen Qinghe said provocatively: "Don't you say that I just talk and don't practice fake moves, let you see my sincerity."

After taking off the windbreaker, her figure wrapped in the cashmere sweater became more slender and weak. Shang Shaocheng was afraid that she would freeze to death, so he was unavoidably annoyed, and said in a bad voice: "Hurry up and put it on, who wants to see your black heart?" .”

After speaking, he strode forward, leaving her behind.

Seeing this, Cen Qinghe quickly put on his windbreaker and followed quickly.

"Don't say I won't give it to you this time, you don't want it yourself."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Just say you have a cold, you deserve it."

Cen Qinghe pouted secretly, with a look of indifference.

The two had already walked a certain distance while talking, and they were on the side of the street. Cen Qinghe asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Shang Shaocheng was cold, looking at his face in Yushu facing the wind without changing his face, in fact his skin was completely cold under his thin shirt.

Tired and hungry, suffering from hunger and cold, he said impatiently: "Hurry up and find a place to sit down first, and the northwest wind will fill you up later, and you will save money."

Cen Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said: "I never thought of saving money. If you don't think it's too far away, we can take a taxi to the Regal Hotel, the biggest and best one in Winter City, and it will take more than an hour."

Hearing this, Shang Shaocheng gave Cen Qinghe a hard look.

Cen Qinghe is not afraid of him at all now, he made him anxious, and said unhurriedly: "If you want to be nearby, there are all small restaurants nearby. Anyway, there are all kinds of Northeast cuisine. It depends on whether you can condescend." .”

Another gust of night wind blew, and Shang Shaocheng couldn't hold back and shivered.

Frowning and looking at Cen Qinghe, he said in a deep voice, "Don't be silly, find a place quickly."

Cen Qinghe also saw that he was cold, so he made a few jokes to tease him, and was a little presumptuous on his own territory, but he would not really embarrass him.

Stepping forward, she said as she walked, "Look for any one, they are all the same."

Shang Shaocheng can't care about taste and class now, as long as he is given a piece of windshield tile and a mouthful of hot food, he promises not to hate anyone for three days.

Cen Qinghe took the lead and walked forward. When he saw the first small restaurant, he pushed the door and went in. Shang Shaocheng followed closely behind. As soon as the two of them showed up, the proprietress at the counter raised her eyes and greeted, "Come on, Is it two?"

Cen Qinghe nodded in response, and the proprietress said, "Sit whatever you want."

During this time period, there were not too many people eating, there were a total of eight tables in the small restaurant, and four of them were already seated.Cen Qinghe walked to the second empty table on the right, pulled out the chair and sat down, and Shang Shaocheng sat opposite her.

The female clerk came out from the back kitchen, and just after serving the other tables, she was instructed by the proprietress to place an order at this table.

"What would you like to eat?"

Standing by the table, she first glanced at Cen Qinghe with the same expression, then at Shang Shaocheng, and then obviously dodged her gaze.

Cen Qinghe handed a plastic-wrapped menu to Shang Shaocheng and said, "Order."

Shang Shaocheng scanned ten lines at a glance, and said: "Braised pork ribs stewed with potatoes, ground three delicacies, grilled eggplant with sauce, fried shrimp, stewed pork vermicelli." Looking up at Cen Qinghe, he asked, "What about you?"

Cen Qinghe took a sip of hot tea, swallowed it, and replied aloud: "I want pork with scallions and spicy cod."

The clerk couldn't help asking, "Just the two of you?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Yes."

"Our family has a lot of food, so much, you can't finish it."

Shang Shaocheng didn't look up, he just said to himself: "Anyway, she pays the bill... and get me a crucian carp tofu soup."

The astonishment in the clerk's eyes flashed away, after all, he didn't say anything else, just lowered his head and wrote the list.

Cen Qinghe asked: "What do you eat as a staple food, rice, dumplings, or cakes?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "All of them."

Cen Qinghe glanced at him stealthily, then turned to face the female clerk, changed his expression, and said gently: "Please help us to bring us a large and a small bowl of rice, three taels of dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut and dumplings stuffed with three delicacies , and then all kinds of cakes, you can watch them bake, one of the same, or two of the same. "

The clerk said: "Then I'll ask the chef and try to bake one for you, otherwise there will be too much and you can't finish it."

Cen Qinghe smiled, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, do you need any drinks?"

Shang Shaocheng looked at Cen Qinghe and subconsciously said, "Have some wine?"

Cen Qinghe replied without thinking: "Okay."

He just wanted to ask the clerk to order wine, but suddenly thought of her taking medicine, his beautiful eyes swept sideways, and he said in a deep voice: "Take medicine and drink, you are not afraid of death, I am afraid of getting stuck, you really changed The relative wants to blackmail me."

Cen Qinghe stared at his swollen eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, I am dragging my illness to catch you. Even if you are not grateful, don't judge the belly of a gentleman with a villain's heart."

Shang Shaocheng snorted: "A hypocrite?"

Cen Qinghe took a deep breath, and was about to go back, but she caught a glimpse of the female shop assistant standing beside her with an embarrassed face, she immediately smiled at her, and replied softly: "I'm sorry, a southerner, there are many things to do Just help us get two bottles of drinks."

The clerk glanced at Shang Shaocheng, then quickly looked away, looked at Cen Qinghe, and said with a sneer, "What drinks do you want?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Is there any coconut milk?"

"Have."

"Can I trouble you to cook some for me? He doesn't wear much, let him drink something warm, I'm afraid he'll catch a cold."

The clerk nodded, "Okay, I'll ask the kitchen to cook for you, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the clerk left with the list, Cen Qinghe looked calm, lowered his head and picked up the teacup to drink hot tea.

After taking two sips, she lifted her eyelids, looked at Shang Shaocheng in front of her and asked, "Do you want a drink?"

"Ah."

He pushed his teacup over and didn't say a word. In fact, he was thinking about what she said just now, 'I'm afraid he's catching a cold'.

Some words are really unintentional by the speaker, but intentional by the listener.

As proud as Shang Shaocheng, one day he will be moved by someone else's casual words.

The taste of liking someone is actually so mixed, he is not jealous, but feels full of sourness and sweetness.

"What are you thinking about?" Cen Qinghe poured a cup of tea for Shang Shaocheng, seeing that he was a little distracted, he couldn't help asking aloud.

Shang Shaocheng withdrew his thoughts without a trace, took a sip from the teacup, and said, "How long will it take for the dishes I ordered just now?"

Cen Qinghe asked: "Are you starving?"

Shang Shaocheng replied in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

Cen Qinghe stood up suddenly, "Wait for me for a while."

Without waiting for Shang Shaocheng to say anything, she had already turned around and ran out. He looked at her back and wondered whether he should chase her out or not.

Fortunately, Cen Qinghe only left for less than 3 minutes, and when she came back, she was carrying a white plastic bag in her hand. After she approached, Shang Shaocheng took a closer look and found that the bag contained red sausage.

She ran back and forth, so after sitting down, she was still out of breath.

Putting the bag in the middle of the table, she said with a smile, "Come on, let's eat something first."

Reaching into the bag, Cen Qinghe twisted a red sausage and handed it to Shang Shaocheng in front of him. Shang Shaocheng hesitated to accept it, and she asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, don't you like it?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "Have you washed your hands?"

Cen Qinghe rolled his eyes, retracted his hand, broke a red sausage into two pieces, and bit the half of his right hand.

She is angry, likes to eat or not, no matter what time it is, her eyes turn green from hunger, and she even discusses with her about whether to wash her hands or not.

Seeing Cen Qinghe rolling his eyes while eating, Shang Shaocheng frowned slightly, and asked aloud, "Aren't you skinny?"

Cen Qinghe replied vaguely: "Too lazy to pick it up."

Shang Shao City:
He had never seen such a rough woman like her, holding half of a sausage in one hand, eating viciously, she must have peeled the skin anyway.

Cen Qinghe was also panicking from hunger, the small restaurant was full of delicious food, if she didn't put this lipstick sausage in her mouth, she would dare to eat people in a second.

She ate deliciously, watching Shang Shaocheng, who was already hungry, had the illusion of excessive saliva secretion.

He didn't know when the back kitchen would serve the dishes. He couldn't hold back the primitive impulse, reached into the bag, twisted half of his intestines, and took a bite into his mouth.

In the past, red sausages were all cut up, but they had never been eaten whole. Seeing that Cen Qinghe ate so deliciously, he wanted to laugh at her for not eating it, but when he ate it himself, um, it was really delicious!

The same thing tastes different when sliced ​​and eaten whole.

Before the food was served, Cen Qinghe and Shang Shaocheng ate more than half of the red sausage, and she asked him, "Is it better to eat without the skin?"

Shang Shaocheng thought so in his heart, but he couldn't admit it, so he had to bite the bullet and reply: "It's really hard to learn from someone. It's not easy to learn. If you learn badly, you will keep the other. If you continue to mess with you like this, I will They're all going to drink blood."

Cen Qinghe gave a 'cut', and then said: "Do you understand that this is called doing as the Romans do? When you come to my mountain, you have to respect the sky above my head."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Hearing your tone, you have been a female bandit in the mountains before, right?"

(End of this chapter)