Just like this time, Bai Xiaoqiao went out to play for half a month and brought a letter to everyone.

As for Zhou Ling, he worked the night shift for half a month, no subsidies, no vacations, and no one said anything.

As soon as he came back, Bai Xiao invited everyone to the party, and no one would say anything dissatisfied.

Now that the person is back, Zhou Ling hurriedly went to discuss with his boss Qiao Anya, it was time to change shifts.

Qiao Anya happily looked at the European and American brand cosmetics that Bai Xiao brought back in her hand, and said casually: "What's the hurry, Bai Xiao just came back, let her rest and take a breath first, and then talk about work." ”

She's only been playing for half a month!

"Lingling, don't be angry. Song Minghao patted Zhou Ling's back and said softly: "There is still time here, you go back and have a good rest first." The work here is too tiring, don't do it if you're not happy, I'll support you. ”

The tip of Zhou Ling's nose was sour, and he pounced, burying his head in Song Minghao's arms, and his eyes were wet.

It's really so sweet!

Zhou Ling slept until night, was in a very good mood, dressed beautifully, and rushed to the party hotel with Song Minghao hand in arm.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, causing an exclamation.

This is a high-end French restaurant, and the consumption is expensive, Bai Xiao said with a smile:

"Don't be restrained, whatever you want to eat, my family He Shuo is a VIP here." Thanks to everyone's help during this time, I was able to go out on vacation happily, which should be regarded as a little gratitude to everyone. ”

Bai Xiao is generous, with the best caviar, foie gras, and aged Lafite, he doesn't blink his eyes when he orders it.

Zhou Ling secretly glanced at the menu, and each dish was a four-digit number.

It just so happened that Bai Xiao let her work the night shift for half a month, and she just made up for it.

Everyone tasted wine and enjoyed foie gras, but Zhou Ling saw that Song Minghao didn't even touch the knife and fork.

"Ming Hao?" Zhou Ling asked in a low voice.

"I don't like this. Song Minghao said.

When Bai Xiao heard this, he smiled and said, "What? Is Mr. Song blaming me for being inhospitable?" or are you dissatisfied with this restaurant?"

Zhou Ling explained: "It's okay, Minghao just doesn't like ......"

"Heh, he doesn't know how to appreciate it, right?" Bai Xiao pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "This is a famous French dish." Right, Sister Ya?"

"That's right. If Mr. Song doesn't understand, why don't you give him science popularization Zhou Ling?" Qiao Anya took a sip of wine with an elegant gesture.

Zhou Ling was a little embarrassed, and was thinking about how to break the siege, when he saw Song Minghao say calmly:

"Not only do I know foie gras, but I also know how it is made. The foie gras in this French dish is naturally more than ten times heavier than ordinary foie gras, and the price is expensive. Only, do you know why foie gras can grow so big?"

"Why?" everyone looked at each other, puzzled.

Song Minghao smiled and kindly explained: "Actually, to put it bluntly, such foie gras is just fatty liver. ”

"What?" the crowd looked at the foie gras on the fork in disbelief.

Song Minghao picked up the knife and fork, skillfully cut it layer by layer, as if dissecting a corpse, and explained: "In order to make the foie gras grow huge, the keeper will feed the goose specific food to let it get fatty liver, which is a pathology. ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, only to think that the foie gras, which was originally quite delicious, was disgusting.

Joanya directly dropped the knife and fork, threw herself aside, and retched.

"Not only that, because of this abnormal feeding, these geese are accompanied by other gastrointestinal problems, and they are very miserable. Song Minghao continued.

Bai Xiao's face was pale, and he glared at him hatefully.

Song Minghao was unconscious, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said in a voice of pity: "Respect these sad creatures!"

After speaking, Song Minghao spilled the wine on the ground and mourned in silence.

Zhou Ling couldn't help but smile and said, "May these poor creatures rest in peace!"

Everyone couldn't help but spill the wine in their glasses.

Lafite, which can almost be regarded as sky-high, was sprinkled on the ground, and the four-figure foie gras was not touched again, and no one looked at it.

Bai Xiao's preparations were all in vain, and his eyes were red with anger.

Zhou Ling buried his head on Song Minghao's shoulder, and trembled with laughter.

Since then, Bai Xiao has stopped for a long time, and he has never been in the limelight again.

Zhou Ling couldn't be happier.

She is now back on track with her work and the next night shift. When I have a break, I go to work part-time.

More often, Zhou Ling stays with his perfect boyfriend Song Minghao.

Therefore, she gradually discovered Song Minghao's imperfections.

Song Minghao has a habit of cleanliness, he not only cleans the house, but also often sprays it with disinfectant water, and the smell of disinfectant water can often be smelled at home, just like the hospital.

Also, every time he eats chicken, duck and fish, Song Minghao will use a knife and fork to completely separate the meat, bones, and thorns, and even cut them according to the parts, as if dissected, and Zhou Ling has no appetite to see it.

At the beginning, she could also explain that this was Song Minghao's occupational disease as a doctor, after all, this is an extremely demanding profession, which is inevitable.

However, after a long time, Zhou Ling felt that it was not just like this.

It was Zhou Ling's birthday.

Zhou Ling was glad that he had finally entrusted himself before entering the thirty-year-old mark, so he naturally wanted to celebrate.

Originally, Zhou Ling booked a restaurant, but it was canceled because of Song Minghao's opposition.

"Xiaoling, there are people everywhere outside, there are countless bacteria and viruses, it's too unhygienic, let's just celebrate at home. ”

Zhou Ling knew Song Minghao's cleanliness and occupational diseases, and felt that it was quite romantic to have a candlelight dinner at home, so he carefully prepared everything.

The two have been in love for so long, and some intimate contact and in-depth understanding are also inevitable.

The flickering candlelight and the ambiguous atmosphere can arouse the charming feelings in people's hearts.

Zhou Ling was slightly drunk, his body was weak and boneless, leaning on Song Minghao's body, looking at him with sparkling eyes, hinting.

Song Minghao was also unusually rigorous, with his neckline slightly open, revealing the Adam's apple, and his hormones were bursting.

"Xiaoling, I have a gift for you. ”

"Hmm, what kind of gift?" Zhou Ling was overjoyed, this was the first time Song Minghao had given himself a gift.

She secretly guessed in her heart, didn't Song Minghao want to take advantage of this opportunity to propose to herself?

"Is it the ring?"

"Not true. Song Minghao chuckled and handed her a long box.

Zhou Ling was puzzled, what could be elongated?