Lu Qichen bowed: "Do you have anything to eat?" A little hungry. ”

"I'll go to the back kitchen and see, what do you want to eat?"

Lu Qichen thought for a while and smiled: "You can do whatever you want." ”

"Okay, then I'll fry the steak." An Xiaoxiao raised her feet and wanted to leave, but Lu Qichen called out to her: "I won't eat steak today, help me make a bowl of noodles." ”

An Xiaoxiao turned around: "Noodles? ”

"Hmm." Seeing her look different, Lu Qichen said again: "You still owe me a meal, don't you remember?" ”

Seeing that his eyes were very serious, An Xiaoxiao nodded: "Okay, then you find a place to sit for a while, and I'll be fine for a while." ”

"I want a bowl of noodles too." The man's voice was low and sounded vaguely emotional.

An Xiaoxiao frowned: "Hey, this is not a restaurant, I want to eat noodles and turn left when I go out." ”

The man pointed at her with a slender finger, and his tone was still low: "I want you to do it." ”

An Xiaoxiao was too lazy to argue with him, and said impatiently: "Got it." Then he turned and went to the back kitchen.

I don't know what's going on, she always feels inexplicably kind when she sees him, not to mention that he saved himself last time at home......

In a short period of time, she was accidentally rescued by two men, how much has she been carrying this recently?

When An's small figure disappeared around the corner, Lu Qichen looked sideways at Jiang Muye for a moment, and his tone was not good: "Dude, do you dare to show your true face?" ”

Jiang Muye snorted, looked at him with heavy eyes, and added a touch of disdain to his tone: "You are not worthy." ”

"What did you say?"

Lu Qichen's face was visibly irritable, he was in a bad mood today, and he was worried that he couldn't find a place to vent, so he came to a personal meat sandbag inexplicably, fortunately.

And Jiang Muye had already seen that Lu Qichen was not pleasing to the eye, his eyes were relatively cold and were ignited by anger, he hooked his lips, and his tone was very provocative: "Want to fight?" Come on! ”

After not moving his muscles and bones for a long time, Jiang Muye only felt that all the bones of his limbs were shouting, today's battle, if he doesn't fight, he won't be happy!

I can't tell who made the first move, maybe the two people moved at the same time, in short, when the people around reacted, the two people were already fighting with you and me.

The bloody and angry scene that would appear in the ordinary picture did not appear, and the fight between two men with a sven appearance was fierce but extremely ornamental, as if two generations of grandmasters were competing in martial arts.

The fist is to the flesh but free and elegant.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway.

Lu Qichen has been a soldier for five years, and his kung fu is excellent, he obviously feels that the man is a practitioner, and he is not a star and a half than himself.

His every move is subject to him, and he refuses to use all his strength, just like a cat that is always hanging a mouse, which makes people hate and respect.

So when An Xiaoxiao came from the back kitchen with two bowls of noodles, he saw Lu Qichen in a blue suit and a man in a black suit in front of the bar.

She couldn't understand the secret battle between the two people, and only heard the muffled sound of fists falling on the flesh, which made her tremble.

In her impression, Lu Qichen has always been gentle and elegant, why did he suddenly fight with someone!

"Brother Qi Chen, don't fight."

Jiang Muye's afterglow caught a glimpse of An Xiaoxiao looking at Lu Qichen with an anxious face, and a burst of anger rose in his heart, and his fist adjusted its speed and direction.

Lu Qichen's face was hit by two fists from him, and he suddenly became bruised, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth began to meander.

An Xiaoxiao was in a hurry, she ran over from the bar in a few steps: "Hey, you're calling me to the police!" ”

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