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Chapter 237 Leave
The hot pot started to be served, and Russell frantically threw all these dishes into the pot, and asked, "Hey, do you eat everything?"

Cheng Hao lightly raised his hand and took a sip of the red wine. The woman's taste in wine selection was not bad, so she said, "I don't eat spicy food, and I don't eat coriander."

Russell looked surprised: "You don't even eat spicy food? You don't even eat coriander." After a meal, she burst into laughter again, "Hahahaha."

Cheng Hao glanced at her: "Is it funny?"

Russell held up his chopsticks to fish into the pot and said, "No, I just think you're a bit of a pushover."

I'm forced? !

Cheng Hao raised his hand in dissatisfaction and took another sip of his wine. He stared at Russell's posture of picking up vegetables, and said, "Can't you use a colander to pick up vegetables? How can I eat like this?" Russell's face, "It's all your saliva."

Russell was taken aback for a moment, and although he didn't make a sound, he still slandered—it's true that you're an idiot.

She grabbed the colander, took a spoonful of fat beef and gave it to him: "This time I eat hot pot, next time I can eat barbecue." After finishing speaking, she clicked her tongue again, her expression seemed to be a little uncomfortable because of the taste of barbecue Description, "Pork belly sizzling with fat beef... wow..."

Cheng Hao: "..."

You are still eating hot pot now!
Already thinking about the next meal!

Sure enough, she shouldn't be fooled by her superficial appearance that she usually works calmly and calmly.

Cheng Hao picked up the chopsticks, dipped the meat Russell gave him with some sauce, and put it in his mouth. The warm taste stimulated his taste buds. I have to say that the soup base of this hot pot restaurant is good, and the dipping sauce is even more delicious. Infiltrate its juice into the meat to bring out the flavor to the fullest.

"How is it?" Russell asked him with an exaggerated expression.

Cheng Hao stretched out his hand to hold the second chopstick, and said lightly: "...it's okay."

Russell clicked his tongue, and took a big sip of red wine, "Stingy, so what if you compliment me."

Cheng Hao frowned, why does this woman drink like this, who drinks red wine like this? !

"You get drunk easily like this." Cheng Hao said, "And all the good wine is trampled by you."

"Don't you think it's good to eat like this?" Russell said, "Eat meat and drink heavily."

"..." Cheng Hao has nothing to say, this woman has seriously exceeded his limit.

"Hey, are you..." Russell drank too much, his face was already red at this time, and his vision of Cheng Hao was already a little blurred, "After solving the crisis of Sequoia, are you going to leave?"

"Huh?" Cheng Hao raised his head when he heard the words, looked at Russell's eyes looking over through the steam, without thinking too much, and took it for granted, "Of course, I won't dominate this position. Sequoia was originally owned by Cheng Chen. I am here this time. It's just because Cheng Chen is in the hospital, and I will leave when he recovers."

"En." Russell responded lightly, took another sip of wine, hiccupped, and his speech was no longer as high-spirited as before, and the two ate meat in silence.

When Cheng Hao carried Russell's heavy body and walked to the parking lot, he sighed inwardly, and said in his mouth, "...Why does it seem like I'm eating with you now?"

Russell was probably drunk, with her head down all the time, and she was staggering when she walked. If Cheng Hao hadn't supported her, she might have slept on the street.

"Accompany, accompany me, have dinner?" Russell said in a daze, "No, isn't it good?"

Only then did Cheng Hao stand still and look into Russell's eyes, he seemed a little aggrieved, so aggrieved that he was about to cry.

　It was delivered just in time for the last train, and the author knelt on the ground and said sadly that there was no apples to eat.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)