Su Qiao I remember that this man seemed to be 27, or 28, right?
Lu Jingheng: "..." Is this woman specially sent by God to defeat him?
"Well, you don't have to worry about your appearance. You look quite young. It shouldn't be obvious that you are that old."
Su Qiao continues to hit him.
Lu Jingheng: "..." Can you remove the last sentence?
Xiaosheng is grateful.
Forget it, don't argue with the little girl.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Jingheng put on a very handsome invitation pose:
"Then beautiful Miss Su, would you mind having a meal with this handsome and cool man in front of you?"
"But I like to eat with real little fresh meat. It's easier to eat."
Su Qiao smiled and refused to get out of the car.
Lu Jingheng has black lines all over his face.
Can you please stop spinning around on this 'tender' thing?
"Didn't you say that you like handsome and cool people?" How can a mature man like him be as attractive as a young fresh-faced guy?
Su Qiao raised his eyebrows. "Women are fickle. Have you never heard of this?"
"..." Have you ever heard of it? Today I contributed it for the first time.
"However, seeing how enthusiastic you are, I will reluctantly have a meal with you, right?"
Su Qiao finally got out of the car with dignity.
"..." Reluctantly?
Does she know how many women are trying to have a meal with him?
Su Qiao was a little unhappy when he saw that he looked constipated, "What? You don't want to invite me? That's just right..."
Lu Jingheng quickly interrupted her, "What food do you want to eat? Western food, R-style food, or something else?"
Su Qiao rolled his eyes and smiled sweetly, "Let's go eat hot pot."
Lu Jingheng's expression froze.
He... can't eat spicy food...
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An hour later, in a private room of a hot pot restaurant.
"Oh, you can't eat spicy food, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"..." Who interrupts him every time when he wants to order Mandarin Duck Hotpot or a hot pot each?
"Looking at you now, your nose is still red, your mouth is swollen like a sausage, and your eyes are red. You don't know, but you think I did something to you."
"..." Who keeps bringing me food and urging me to eat?
You are the 'what's wrong with me'.
'Huh'
Lu Jingheng took a breath of hot breath and suppressed the discomfort in his stomach. "I'll take you back."
He seemed really uncomfortable, and Su Qiao felt a little regretful.
"No, I've already asked the driver to pick me up. You'd better ask your assistant to pick you up quickly. Remember to take some irritating medicine when you get back."
"Okay."
Lu Jingheng didn't insist anymore.
After the Su family's driver picked up Su Qiao, he quickly got into his assistant's car and went home.
More than half an hour later, Su Qiao had just come out of the shower and was wiping her hair when she received a call from the man.
His voice was a little hoarse and weak. "Did you do it on purpose tonight?"
Su Qiao was stunned and quickly pretended to be stupid. "Don't talk nonsense, I am a kind person, how could I do such a thing?"
Lu Jingheng said in a very determined tone, "I know you did it on purpose. Have you calmed down now?"
Su Qiao continued to play dumb, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
After waiting for a while, when Su Qiao thought the other party was about to hang up, a man's voice came from the other side again.
However, the voice was weak and a little aggrieved. "My stomach hurts so much now."
Su Qiao was shocked. "Are you having diarrhea?"
People who don't eat spicy food will feel unbearable in their gastrointestinal tract if they eat too spicy food.
"Well, my stomach feels uncomfortable too." The man's voice became even weaker, as if he was suppressing unspeakable pain.
Now Su Qiao really regretted it and was a little anxious. "Then take some medicine quickly, or go to the hospital?"
She knew he couldn't eat spicy food, but she didn't expect him to be so intolerant.
"I have no medicine. I live alone and there is no one to take care of me."