Reborn as a schoolmaster's little fairy

The owner of the noodle shop was slightly stunned. When he was joking, he called Lu Ziheng to come in and sit down.

It's cold in winter, but the temperature in Lu Ziheng's mouth is colder than the air: "yes, boss. You have the wrong person

"Ah Heng." Shen Qinghuan sat opposite Lu Ziheng. She took the menu and asked carefully, "what would you like to eat“

"Korean noodles."

"Korean noodles."

Maybe it's mother and son's heart to heart connection, or the habit many years ago. On the other side, ye Lanzhi's face is the same as Lu Ziheng's.

Shen Qinghuan looks up slightly. The man sitting next to Ye Lanzhi is not Lu Zhenting.

Even after he fell from the top floor, he couldn't think of anything, but he ate with other men

Shen Qinghuan secretly glanced at Lu Ziheng, "why don't we take it back to eat later?"

She's kind of embarrassed.

After all, I ran into my boyfriend's mother with a man who didn't know his identity very well.

But Lu Ziheng didn't seem to feel anything. Instead, he threw himself a comforting smile: "no, if you take it back, it will be a lump."

Shen Qinghuan also asked for the same Korean noodles as Lu Ziheng.

The owner of the noodle shop also saw that the atmosphere of the room was not quite right. He took the menu and went into his own small kitchen.

Shen Qinghuan didn't expect Sheng Guangming to take the initiative to talk to them. He took three bottles of hot milk from the incubator, put one bottle in front of Ye Lanzhi, and sent the other two bottles to Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng respectively.

"Ziheng." Sheng Guangming didn't feel embarrassed: "when did you come back? Do you want to go? "

Shen Qinghuan doesn't know whether she wants to pick up the bottle of milk. Now she can't pick up the words casually, so she can only sit in her seat and even brush the drama on her mobile phone.

"Thank you." Lu Ziheng didn't refuse the milk in Sheng Guangming's hand. He put the milk into Shen Qinghuan's palm and said, "my business doesn't bother uncle Guangming."

Light?

Is it Sheng Guangming, Sheng nansang's father?

Shen Qinghuan suddenly stood up, thinking of the previous life, the bottle of hot milk fell to the ground, steaming milk stains splashed in the palm of the hand, also don't know.

"What's the matter?" Lu Ziheng once pulled Shen Qinghuan's red arm: "is it hot to where?"

Lu Ziheng skillfully took Shen Qinghuan to the back kitchen and turned on the tap. The icy water pricked Shen Qinghuan's skin. "If it hurts, you have to bear it. Why are you so careless? "

Shen Qinghuan didn't feel any pain. She said, "ah Heng. The man just now is the owner of the Sheng family... "

Lu Ziheng was slightly stunned. In his previous life, he did not see what had happened between the Shen family and the Sheng family.

And Xiao Qinghuan died in the 24th year of his life, which is not what the media reported - he died of heat stroke.

He asked her assistant. At that time, Shen Qinghuan was on fire and fell to the ground. The whole crew was scared.

Of course, Lu Ziheng didn't believe that Shen Qinghuan was the kind of person who wanted to die. He held Shen Qinghuan's charred body for the first time and didn't let anyone touch it. He also saw the burning trace of white phosphorus on her body.

When white phosphorus particles contact with air, they oxidize slowly and release heat. When the heat generated accumulates and makes the temperature rise to 40 ℃ of the ignition point of white phosphorus, self ignition will occur.

The weather was very hot in those days. Who put white phosphorus particles on xiaoqinghuan's costumes became a mystery after Lu Ziheng died unexpectedly.