Rong chewed the noodles in his mouth and took her kick stiffly.

When the noodles were swallowed, he said, "You haven't changed your habit of stepping on people's feet?" ”

Chen Aiqing stopped his chopsticks, raised his head and said fiercely: "If you want to step on it, you will only step on it, whoever makes you talk so much, you can't stop your mouth when you eat!" ”

Rong Yi didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Then next time you change to another one to block." ”

As he spoke, a "oops" suddenly popped out of the table next door.

Chen Aiqing turned his head to see that it was Zhao Zhen who accidentally dropped the chopsticks on the ground.

Zhao Zhen, who picked up the chopsticks, waved at her obediently and said hello.

Pulling a new pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks, Zhao Zhen leaned closer to the other two: "Look, what I said, Brother Yi is playing a bitter trick, Bo sympathizes." ”

Chen Aiqing, who was disturbed by the drop of chopsticks, didn't hear Rong Yi's words clearly.

She turned her head, glanced at him, and asked, "By the way, what did you just say?" ”

Rong Yi came back to his senses and realized that his sentence of "change to another one to block" seemed too much, so he hurriedly changed his words: "Uh, I want to say, where is your hotel stay, I will send you back in a while." ”

Chen Aiqing didn't think much about it, and answered casually: "It's near here, H Film and Television City Resort Hotel." ”

Rong Yi said with a faint "oh": "Such a coincidence, I also live there." ”

Chen Aiqing: "How many days have you been here?" ”

Rong Yi: "It's not decided yet, this time the customer is more troublesome, it is estimated that it will stay a few more days." ”

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, put it on his lap, and after unlocking it, he secretly lowered his eyes, stared at the mobile phone screen, and typed on the WeChat interface little by little with the tip of his left finger.

In order not to let the little guy discover his abnormal behavior, he kept the content as simple as possible

The message was sent one second ago, and the next second, Zhao Zhen's mobile phone on the table vibrate.

Brother Yi: "H Studio City Resort Hotel." ”

Zhao Zhen turned his head to look at him with a confused face, and saw that Rong Yi's gaze always stayed on Chen Aiqing, and he didn't mean to give himself a little bit, so he replied on WeChat: "Brother Yi, this is to ......"

The phone hidden in his lap vibrated for a moment.

Rong Yi looked down, and when he saw the words that Zhao Zhen replied, his expression immediately turned cold.

It's better to bring Ding Zhiyang over here.

Although that stinky boy is gossiping, he can at least understand what he means by WeChat.

Gritting his teeth, he decided to be more blunt.

But after being straightforward for a long time, I sent a "change" word out.

Zhao Zhen stared at the upper and lower WeChat for a while, and finally understood.

As if he had finally confirmed, his eyes looked at Rong Yi: "Brother Yi, are you going to change the hotel?" ”

Capacity: ......

What the am I ...... Come here, I'll slap you to death!

Zhao Zhen's words clearly drilled into Chen Aiqing's ears.

She paused in eating noodles, lifted her eyelids and looked at Rong Yi: "You want to change hotels?" ”

While speaking, a touch of loss crossed my heart.

Rong Yi quietly swallowed the noodles in his mouth and explained: "No, Zhao Zhen meant to let me change the room, he said that the balcony of the room I live in now faces north, and the feng shui is not very good." ”

Chen Aiqing: "Didn't he just ask a word, it seems that he didn't say so many words......

Rong Yi's expression was slightly flustered: "Yes, he has been with me for a long time, and some things don't need to be said so clearly." ”