Chapter 209: The Confession of a Tragic Death (Part II)

Before the words were finished, the girl standing in front of her had already frowned, with a little surprise and anger on her face, and looked at the man in front of her with a somewhat distressed expression.

The emotions of the eyebrows and eyes were slightly covered by the ink-colored hair, and I don't know when, the cold and hard short hair had already grown long, at this time, the deep eyes were a little gloomy, and the corners of the lips were pursed tightly, and there was a look of being forced by Shen Lang to give up.

Lou Qingyu's eyes were a little cold, and she was a little angry in her heart, she knew best how Shen Ziyi's cooking skills were, and she could see the man's skills and skills in cooking without a duplicate dinner every month, and he was completely worthy of being the chef of the hot pot restaurant.

Thinking of this, the girl directly pulled Shen Ziyi's hand, frowned, and walked towards the door of the alley with a somewhat solemn expression, "How can Shen Lang be like this, how can your cooking skills not work, it's obviously very good, no, I'll help you find Shen Lang's theory!"

Shen Ziyi's fingertips moved slightly, and he soon felt the delicate touch in his palm, and the slightly cool temperature made him subconsciously clench, wanting to warm up the coldness.

However, Lou Qingyu, who was walking in front, didn't seem to notice this detail, and pulled Shen Ziyi out of the alley quickly, and when he was about to walk to the front of the hot pot restaurant, Shen Ziyi clenched the girl's hand slightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he pulled the girl's arm, "Little boss, forget it." ”

Lou Qingyu looked back at the man behind him in confusion, "How can you forget it..."

However, when the man's burning gaze was met, the strong emotions in it made the girl's voice suddenly stop at the corner of her lips, and the tips of her heart trembled slightly, as if she was startled by the full emotion in those deep eyes.

The footsteps had long stopped, the girl's hands were clenched by the man, and the warm heat source was transmitted from the palm, and the contact between the palm and the palm was a little intimate, and such a tight feeling made the hearts of the two beat faster.

The girl's eyes trembled slightly, and she faintly heard the sound of her heart pounding in her ears, as the man's fingers gradually clasped tightly, the tip of her heart turned out to be unbearable, and she raised her eyes to look at the man whose eyes were getting hotter and hotter, Lou Qingyu was a little flustered, this is a big fool, could it be...

"Actually, I don't care about the position of the chef of the hot pot restaurant. ”

Shen Ziyi's ink-colored eyes gradually deepened, the feelings hidden in his heart couldn't wait to get stuck in his throat, and his voice was low and trembling slightly, "What I care more about is, what I care about is..."

The deep voice paused slightly, trying to calm the emotions in his heart, the scorching fire in his heart, the burning emotions, more than he had imagined, seemed to want to explode at this moment.

Shen Ziyi's eyes were fixed on the girl, and the surging emotions seemed to be overflowing from it, and the girl who was surrounded by such hot eyes had already had an indescribable throbbing in her heart, and her heart became burning.

"Actually, what I care about is the position of the little boss's companion..."

Almost at the same time, Shen Ziyi's deep voice was muffled by Shen Lang's shout, "Third brother, have you come back from delivering the meal?" Hurry up, there is still a lot of work waiting for you in the kitchen!!"

The slightly subtle atmosphere between the two of them was broken in an instant, and the familiar boy, the familiar title, made the man's deep eyes sink instantly, and tried his best to curb the urge to stuff Shen Lang back into his mother's womb.

The tips of Lou Qingyu's ears were slightly red, and he took a step back, although he didn't hear the remaining words just now, but from the meaning of the man's expression and tone, the girl had already vaguely guessed, and when she thought of it, the girl's porcelain-white skin was gradually dyed a moving crimson.

The thick eyelashes kept trembling, and there was a kind of panic that he didn't dare to stay in place for a long time, so he took the lunch box from Shen Ziyi's hand and said goodbye in a hurry, "Boss Shen, you seem to have work to do, then I'll leave first, don't bother you." ”

It's just that the flustered footsteps and the beating heart in his chest seem to imply that Lou Qingyu is not as calm as he seems.

The tall man standing in place looked at the girl's distant figure fixedly, and did not slowly retract his gaze until he disappeared at the entrance of the subway station, but when he looked at Shen Lang who was standing by the door, the cold light in his eyes jumped slightly, and he stepped on the wet and cold street one by one, and the breath on his body was particularly chilling behind his back.

Looking at such a third brother, Shen Lang couldn't help but take it from his heart, he was wrong, he already knew that he was wrong, he didn't mean it, he didn't see it, he really didn't see it, ah... Mom, it hurts, help!!

Hey, he really didn't mean to!