Tang Zifeng, who was looking at the menu, seemed to notice her gaze. He also raised his head and looked at the woman's appearance and figure without any cover up. Then he took back his eyes and ordered the dishes without any satisfaction. He seemed not interested.

The waitress was red in the face when he looked at her. She just wanted to finish the meal quickly and leave. She didn't even dare to lift her head, let alone look at it.

Sketching out the main dishes on the menu, he handed the menu directly to the waitress with a big hand and waved it away. The meaning is self-evident.

From the beginning to the end, there was still no intention of letting Alai take part in the ordering.

Alai looked at the runaway waitress and couldn't help but say, "look, you're scaring people."

"What did I frighten her? She wants to sleep with me

Tang Zifeng's voice was not small. When he opened his mouth, people around him immediately turned their heads and looked at him. Alai quickly buried his head in the bowl and felt his face was ashamed and flustered

After a while, vegetables and mutton were brought up one after another, full of a large table, plate after plate of meat and vegetables, in the rolling soup pot is also stained with water droplets.

Because he ate too much food, Alai's appetite was stopped. He rinsed some vegetables and meat. Then he put down his chopsticks and said, "how do you know I remember it?"

"Telepathy."

Tang Zifeng's straightforward opening, but it can be seen that it is obvious that it is a smooth talk.

"Believe you have a ghost." Alai rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to him again. He dragged his cheek and his eyes fell out of the window. After a while, his thoughts drifted away again.

Seeing that she didn't move, Tang Zifeng was eating hot until half an hour later.

"Two more plates of meat!"

Shocked by Tang Zifeng's voice of adding meat, Alai came to his senses and realized that there was not much food left in front of him. The empty plates piled one by one, which made Alai's eyes twitch.

"Tang Zifeng, don't you come back from Africa?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You can watch if you don't eat."

I don't know if he was touched. When the added meat came up, Alai also responded to the call of his stomach. He ate more or less, and his stomach became warm for a while, as if his low mood had become better.

Don't know when to start, Tang Zifeng put down his chopsticks and watched Alai's mouth turn red and sweat oozed from his forehead. It was like a serious illness that was about to be cured.

"You don't want to eat?" Ali ate half of the meal and looked up at Tang Zifeng, who was smoking.

"You think I'm you? Or when I'm a pig? "

“……”

Alai put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. Looking at the man in front of him, he couldn't help losing his mind.

In fact, we have to admit that Tang Zifeng is a man with a lot of flavor. He is rough and powerful, sexy and evil. He is not associated with noble and elegant, but also does not match with warm voice and drizzle.

Wearing 180 yuan clothes, smoking a pack of cigarettes, but with his unique temperament and strong sense of oppression, people can not move their eyes.

"Take me to see your doctor tomorrow." Tang Zifeng opened his mouth and finally got to the point.

"You mean Xie Shiyun?"

"Woman?" Tang Zifeng's eyes narrowed a bit, and a touch of evil spirit flashed across his eyebrows.

“……”

"I'll go and see what they've done. Your allergy should be a sequela of the injection drug. According to their speed, you won't want to have a spring festival in your life."