Li Qingning looked up, as like as two peas in the eyes of her, and the same as the one in her mind. His eyes were still like a glass of champagne that had been refrigerant for a night, cold and clear.

I don't know why, she even saw some glittering things from his quiet eyes, just like lovers' gentle eyes.

But how can such eyes appear in his eyes? It must be that she lost too much blood that day, and her body is not completely good.

Li Qingning quickly lowered his head and seemed to concentrate on the food in his mouth. He didn't raise his head to see Lan Qing in the whole process.

As he put all kinds of dishes in the white Hermes plate in front of her, he said faintly, "Li Qingning, are you so afraid of me?"

"Ah... No..." she answered vaguely, her mouth full, and raised her head to his eyes.

Looking at her round cheeks, he frowned and said, "you'd better have a good meal."

After that, he lowered his head and began to eat by himself.

It's just that the painting styles of the two people sitting at the same table are extremely different. Lan Qing looks like a noble and elegant British nobleman in the middle ages, while Li Qingning's eating looks like a migrant worker squatting on the roadside.

Since he raised her for a month, her appetite has been cultivated by him. Every time she sees food, her eyes are always shining, just like a mouse seeing good cheese.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Lan Qing put down her chopsticks, picked up the spare chopsticks and concentrated on filling her plate again and again. That kind of expression looked solemn and serious, like doing a very serious thing.

Until her mouth full, vaguely said: "I can't eat, please don't give me clip."

But he didn't seem to understand her. He winked at her, and his face didn't understand her.

She had to hold out her hands to protect her plate, just like an old hen protecting her food.

Lan Qing mouth floating light smile, said: "I don't with you rob."

Hearing this, she cried out quickly.

The spacious lounge is full of Li Qingning's chewing sound, and the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful.

But Lan Qing's mobile phone on the dining table suddenly shakes wildly, breaking the peace.

After he glanced at the name on the mobile phone, his face suddenly sank and her heart sank.

But when she pokes her head to see the name of the screen on her mobile phone, Lan Qing stands up with her mobile phone and strides to the window of the rest room, with one hand in her pocket and the other hand sticking the handset to her ear.

His back still looks tall and straight, but now it seems strange.

Just for a moment, the expression on his face seemed to return to the way when he first met him. The lines on his face were tight, his eyes were cold, his facial features were handsome and indifferent, just like Lucifer, the archangel who finally degenerated into a devil.

Or, in other words, he was the devil.

She stopped chewing and listened to him on the phone. A strong sixth sense told her that the call was extraordinary, seemed to have great significance, and even related to the life and death of some people.

It has to be said that women's sixth sense is so unreasonable and powerful. God is smiling with evil spirits, slowly opening the beautiful picture to the people standing on the top of the pyramid.

No one can guess, after the scroll is completely opened, what will appear will be a prosperous age, or the cold shining sharp dagger.

Lan Qing seems to deliberately lower his voice to talk to the person on the other end of the phone, so that Li Qingning can only hear the vague voice of "mm-hmm-ah".

She tried to resist the impulse to rush to him to ask the truth, still did not give up, did not give up to capture his words.

"I knew it was him." Lan Qing's deep eyes seem to be burning a black flame, which has the power to defeat people in an instant.

"Well, don't do anything yet. Try to collect as much evidence as possible. It's a big chip that will be used in the future. "

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, as if everything was as he expected.

As for human beings, when their reasoning can be proved, they will be more or less proud. Everyone wants to be an omniscient God and constantly compete for it.

After Lan Qing hung up the phone, he turned around and noticed that Li Qingning was looking at him.

When she saw the undisguised chill on his face, her back froze for a moment, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. She quickly turned her head and pretended to be attentive to the food in front of her to hide her confusion.

But he felt his belly, which was already bulging and was about to explode. He even worried in his heart that the button on his skirt would pop out on Lan Qing's face. That would be too embarrassing. She would never want to appear in front of this man again.

Think of here, the expression on her face as if the imaginary scene had happened, there was a bit of pain and embarrassment.

Lan Qing sat back opposite her and frowned and said, "Li Qingning, have you not had enough since this month?"

She quickly waved her hair, put down her fork, and kept pushing it down her chest from top to bottom.

She felt that the food was going up against the current and was about to reach the edge of her throat, and was about to gush out.

Lan Qing looked at her like this, but felt that this woman still had some love, and the cloud on her face gradually dissipated because of the phone call.

He stood up helplessly, went to her side, a big hand gently stroked her thin back from top to bottom, sending a steady stream of heat to her body.

Li Qingning in the heart a surprised, all don't care just of that kind of affliction, the body slightly sits straight, dare not move at will.

After feeling the change of her body, Lan Qing stopped his action and said: "eating too fast is bad for the stomach, and it's easy to... Cause the situation just now."

His tone is light, this sentence in anyone's eyes is concerned, but in Lan Qing's tone, it is not very like concern, more like... A kind of emotion that she can't say.

She didn't know why she was so humiliated in front of this man every time. He was like an IQ black hole. As long as he was around him, he was good and normal, and all his IQ was absorbed into an unknown space in the universe.

That's why she does all kinds of seemingly mindless things over and over again.

At this moment, the discrimination on her face looks a bit ferocious, but not because of the discomfort just now, but because of, shame.

She sat there with her head down, like a frustrated child who failed an exam.

But Lan Qing didn't seem to notice her emotions. He said, "I still have some things to do. You can go back to the office by yourself."

Words fall, a second didn't stop, more didn't wait for her answer, then stride out of the door of the lounge.

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