Chapter 289

Sheng Jingheng did go a little far. When they went back, although they accelerated their pace a little, they were certainly not as reckless as when they came.

So when we got back to the small building, it was almost 9 p.m.

Li Meijun, the four of them, had already had dinner first, and then left some to warm in the kitchen.

This will see that Sheng Jingheng really has nothing to do. He has neither trauma nor symptoms. His face is still very good, so he is relieved.

Without the help of the two chefs who had returned to their room to rest, Nanyue and Li Meijun warmed up the food in the kitchen and brought it to the living room.

Ling Hao poured ginger tea back to the two: "on a warm and cold day in March, it has been blowing outside for so long, so you have to drink this."

"Thank you, brother." Nanyue was in a good mood. He took ginger tea, drank it in two or three mouthfuls, and exhaled a comfortable heat.

"Sister Nan, you're welcome." Ling Hao has given up correcting her name and handed another cup to Sheng Jingheng. He looks very concerned.

"Mr. Sheng, if you feel uncomfortable next time, don't hold on alone."

"Well, thank you." Sheng Jingheng took ginger tea and drank it slowly.

Ling Hao wanted to say something, but Li Meijun pulled him away: "OK, let them have a good meal first. If you have anything to say later."

"Besides, I didn't say that Nanyue said it was okay, it must be okay. Can you care more about and understand Mr. Sheng than she? "

"Uh... Yeah." Ling Hao nodded, and then obediently followed Li Meijun to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

The two people hold mobile phones, watch each other, and occasionally share some interesting microblogs and videos with each other.

Nanyue watched them silently for a while, then took back his sight and ate seriously.

Sheng Jingheng ate a little after drinking ginger tea, but he seemed to have a poor appetite and soon put down his chopsticks.

After seeing him several times and confirming that he didn't intend to use chopsticks, Nanyue ate the rest of the dishes. Several plates were clean, leaving only some soup.

Hearing the sound of the CD here, Ling Hao came over in time: "let me wash the dishes."

"No," Nanyue stood up to clean up and directly shook his head. "I'm fine again. I'm full. I'm just moving to digest."

Ling Hao er made a noise, and then was about to help clean up when he saw Sheng Jingheng also stand up and silently collect the dishes and chopsticks in front of his desk.

It seems that you don't need him.

Ling Hao scratched his head, simply returned to the sofa in the living room and sat down, and then looked at Li Meijun teasing.

"Don't worry. Come and take me to play games. I'm always reported when I play by myself."

"... ah, OK, sister. You choose an assistant and just stay with me. "

They got closer and opened the game together.

On the other side, Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng cleaned up the table and went to the kitchen together.

Seeing that he seemed to want to wash the dishes, Nanyue quickly grabbed the gloves, put them on, and then began to drain the water.

"I have nothing to do." Sheng Jingheng turned to clean the cup that had drunk ginger tea.

Nanyue nodded: "I know, so please ask Mr. Sheng for breakfast tomorrow."

Sheng Jingheng said "OK" gently, and they washed each other.

South Vietnam turned off the water, scrubbed the bowl with the water in the pool, and asked casually.

"Does Mr. Sheng often do this?"

Sheng Jingheng dried the cup and put it away. He whispered, "very few. This is the second time."

No wonder he was unprepared and had to avoid it temporarily.

What's more, I don't know how to deal with this situation. I can only let those unknown forces and breath torture me.

"Mr. Sheng, you might as well accept it more thoroughly and make good use of it."