Mo Lu Su had just poured water. After hearing her question, she slowly put down the kettle and said, "Luo Luo told me."

Xinle pause for a while, want to bring water Anluo?

"O --" Xinle endured the sour and astringent chest, reluctantly smile, and then called the boss, "first of all, let's order something else later."

"OK, the bottom of the clear soup? Didn't you always want spicy before? " The boss looked at the menu and said, "why, I don't like potato chips. Don't I have to order them?"

Xinle more embarrassed, "he just had surgery, can't eat spicy."

Mo Lu Su looked up at Xin Le and then looked at the boss, "change the bottom of the pot for the mandarin duck pot. She used to like all the dishes."

"Ha ha, OK, Xinle. Your husband knows how to hurt others, but you are happy." The boss said, turned and went to the kitchen to place an order.

Xinle

Boss, you talk a lot today.

Xinle likes to eat a lot. After the boss served the dishes, Mo Lu was shocked. Xinle's face turned into a pig liver color. He said bitterly, "in fact, I didn't eat much before, really."

Mo Lu Su quickly took back her surprise and watched her put her favorite food into the clear soup pot. "It's good to eat. You're too thin. Eat more in the future."

Mo Lu Su looked at the red pepper floating in the other half of the pot, and could not help frowning, so that he would not feel his stomach burning?

Xinle helped him finish the dishes and began to make his own. "It's the best to eat this in winter. I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time. Boss, where's my spicy fish?" Said Xinle, calling back.

Mo Lu Su

Girl, are you sure you didn't eat much before?

"Ah, it's starting. My God is coming out." The people at the table next door suddenly got excited, and Xinle couldn't help looking back.

In the TV, what is playing is an interview with Chu Ni Yi. Beside him is an Fengyang in a red suit. He always has a faint smile in his mouth, and his peach blossom eyes are constantly discharging.

Xinle quickly put down his chopsticks, took a picture with his mobile phone, and then sent it to the group.

[Xinle: picture

Xinle: the interview between your man and his man begins. 】

when Shui Anluo saw this message, he sprayed a mouthful of water on the table. After being despised by his son, he wiped his mouth with a paper towel.

Your man and his man.

That's a good sentence!

So, was she green?

But it's not the first time that she has been green by her beauty brother.

Shui Anluo: where are you? Why do you think that TV is a little familiar?

Xinle: Sichuan restaurant, eat hot pot, take pictures for you.

Shui Anluo: go away ~

Qiao Yaran: tut Tut, it's so joyful. Did you go with elder martial brother? But are you really good at this? Have you thought about how I feel?

Xinle

Xinle: you've got a movie king. Why don't you give it to me.

Qiao yaruan: OK, exchange it.

Xinle: ah, look at the God, look at the God, I'm going to eat hot pot. 】

as Xin Le said, she threw down her mobile phone as if there was something terrible in it. She didn't dare to look at Mo Lu Su, as if afraid that he might see something. Then she looked up at the TV again.

It has to be said that men like Chu Ni Yi didn't go to the film and television industry. Otherwise, the current movie king would not be Fengfeng.

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