Are there very few people with that skin color?

What a coincidence.

The boy waved his hand, said something to his grandmother, and went upstairs.

*

"Say, what pot do you eat?" When he was treated, he was very conscious, and after getting the menu, he handed it to Lian Yiner.

Lian Yiner, who originally wanted to talk about the mandarin duck pot, didn't know what he thought, and paused for a moment before answering, "Red oil pot." ”

I don't know if Shi Mingxu deliberately saw the tangled dark color on Lian Yiner's face, so after asking for another menu, the waiter said that he wanted a mandarin duck pot.

When she heard Shi Mingxu say this, Lian Yin'er was obviously stunned, she remembered that she didn't show that she couldn't eat too spicy things in front of others, right?

Why did Shi Mingxu still order the mandarin duck pot?

Did he deliberately do it against himself? Tsk, what a fool, it's obvious that everyone has promised to invite you, how can you raise the bar at this time.

She seemed annoyed and patted her smooth forehead.

"Aren't you hurting?" Shi Mingxu watched her actions quietly on the side, this was not the first time he had seen her so annoyed.

"Huh? What the? Leniel clearly didn't expect him to be curious about his actions.

"You seem to like to pat yourself on the forehead."

"What does this have to do with you!" Lian Yiner glared at him fiercely like a fried kitten in an instant.

"It doesn't matter, but you...... I can't stand it on my forehead. He said, then pointed to a mirror on the wall beside Lian Inn, and continued.

"Believe it or not, your forehead is red."

Seeing his serious look, Lian Yiner really turned his head to look at the head he had just "stroked" with excessive force.

The girl's beautiful face was reflected in the mirror, but the forehead that had just been attacked by the girl herself was a little red, as if a drop of red paint had fallen into a whole glass of water.

It's really red.

She couldn't help frowning, hearing what Shi Mingxu meant, he seemed to have seen himself pat his forehead?

When? Why don't you remember?

Forget it, anyway, these are small actions that he often has in his daily life, and it shouldn't be strange for him to notice it.

"Lian Yiner, what have you been holding in your hands? I saw it when you came to me just now, and I thought you were going to put it away, but I didn't expect you to still hold it in your hand. ”

She spread out her palms and saw the small camera necklace, and suddenly her eyebrows softened, and she found her ...... Dreams?

But in an instant, she thought that she obviously didn't want this little thing, which should be something very important to the store manager's grandmother.

Because the store manager's grandmother said a few words, and then she was led astray by her, she didn't have time to put down the things and ran out to find Shi Mingxu.

There was another wave of resentment in my heart.

"That's what you say." She lifted her hand and placed the trinket on the table.

"This was given to me by the owner of a shop I passed by on my way." Although this is a store that met Shi Mingxu and Ni Xiaoming hugging, he rushed into a store in a hurry.

Then there was the story, but she reduced it to a normal version with no story to tell.

"For you? Looks like this thing is some years old. Shi Mingxu was a little surprised, this thing seemed to have a history of nearly a hundred years.

Although it is not as surprising as the antiques with a thousand-year history, such a small thing is obviously a model given by a noble prince in the post-Qing Dynasty to a beautiful family, which was used by the Pomeranians for a smile.