"What are you doing? What are you doing!" Xie Lun felt humiliated by Zhao Jingting's mention in such a public place. Resistance was neither submissive nor submissive. He was really holding back his anger, but Zhao Jingting still pushed him into the private room. Seeing Zhao Jingting closing the door, Xie Lun bared his teeth and showed a fierce look, "You are getting more and more angry now. You are very proud of me and can't get off the stage in front of so many people, aren't you?"
"Let's go out and have a good time. We don't want to be disturbed by others." Zhao Ruhai pulled Xie Lun to sit down, patted Xie Lun's back, and said with a good-tempered smile, "Just the two of us have a good time." Wouldn’t it be nice to have a meal and celebrate the festival?”
Xie Lun was very pleased. He felt that although Zhao Jingting was a big and rough guy, he was also very attentive, but he was very stubborn in his words: "There is no need for two grown men to be so grinding, and they don't think they are shabby." ”
"No, no, it's just the two of us." Zhao Jingting said with an apologetic smile.
The waiter came in to serve the tea. Xie Lun quickly ordered a roasted leg of lamb, a roasted rabbit, fried haggis, roasted lamb with green onions, mutton soup, and mutton dumplings. He was afraid that Zhao Jingting would not agree, but to his surprise, Zhao Jingting did not stop him this time. Looking at him, he was absolutely elated.
Of course, if Mr. Xie still remembered that mutton has an aphrodisiac effect, he would not be so happy.
The store quickly served all the dishes. Xie Lun had not eaten such a big meat for a long time, and it was so overwhelming. While Zhao Jingting cut the mutton for him, he kept urging him: "Eat slowly." , choked carefully."
Xie Lun heard the sound and took a big sip of mutton soup. He gestured to Zhao Jingting with the rabbit leg in his hand: "It's okay. Isn't there still mutton soup? Don't choke."
"Then you have to eat less," Zhao Jingting was both amused and helpless, "Didn't you say you still want to eat rice dumplings?"
Xie Lun continued to bury his head and eat the rabbit's legs: "It's okay, I still have my belly, there's plenty of room for rice dumplings."
"But, you haven't looked at me since the food was served," Zhao Jingting looked helpless, reaching out and gently pinching Xie Lun's chin, "This is such a big holiday, don't you have anything to say to me?"
"Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season." Xie Lun muttered, and then he was so busy that he started to eat.
The corners of Zhao Jingting's mouth twitched: "... Allen, that's what September 9 should say."
Xie Lun swallowed a mouthful of mutton, stared at Zhao Jingting, thought for a long time, and then said with a serious face: "The wind and rain bring the sun and darkness, and Miluo has nowhere to hang the heroes."
Zhao Jingting: "...Okay, you should continue to eat meat."
Xie Lun continued to eat meat, but suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhao Jingting, and smiled slyly: "I know what you want to hear, but I just won't say it."
Zhao Jingting laughed dumbly: "You awkward ghost."
"Hehe," Xie Lun smiled, but he brought his face closer and bit Zhao Jingting's nose suddenly, "It's better to be an awkward guy than an old gangster."
The old gangster was bitten by the awkward ghost and his whole body was rippled. He panted slightly and said, "If you bite me again, then I will really act like a gangster."
The next second, Xie Lun hurriedly said something, looking at Zhao Jingting with disgust: "How come you can be in heat anytime, anywhere?"
"This is a good time for spring flowers to bloom and all things on earth to revive. It is understandable that I am in heat. This shows that I am healthy and normal." Zhao Jingting looked at Xie Lun with a shy face and an incomprehensible look, "What? Doesn’t Allen have any impulse in the spring? This is unreasonable.”