Zhao Mengyao looked at Li Yinglong's appearance, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be...... You don't know how to eat spicy? ”

Li Yinglong cleared his throat a little unnaturally, turned his face away, and said a little embarrassed: "...... Just not very good at it. ”

Zhao Mengyao was stunned: "Then you order this table of spicy dishes......

Li Yinglong hurriedly pulled Chen Haotian out as a gunman: "It's all because Chen Haotian's bastard who can't do things, and he doesn't even know what his boss likes to eat." ”

Of course, Zhao Mengyao didn't believe this statement. Chen Haotian is obviously a capable subordinate who has been with Li Yinglong for a long time, and it is impossible not to even know that the boss does not know how to eat spicy, the only explanation is that he was asked to do this by his own boss.

But why?

Could it be that Li Yinglong investigated himself in advance, learned his preferences and tastes, and specially arranged for his subordinates to order these meals that completely met her appetite?

But they didn't know each other before.

Zhao Mengyao couldn't figure it out even if she wanted to break her head, so she asked with a calm face: "Li Yinglong, have you investigated me?" ”

Li Yinglong immediately denied it without hesitation: "Of course not!" ”

Zhao Mengyao looked at Li Yinglong's expression again, considering that with this man's powerful position, there was no need to investigate his preferences in advance to please himself.

It must have been just a coincidence.

"So what if you don't have anything to eat? There is no dish on this table that is not spicy. ”

"It's okay, it's up to you to eat." Li Yinglong saw that Zhao Mengyao finally didn't doubt himself, and finally relieved himself a little.

"Is there a kitchen here?" Zhao Mengyao looked around and found that the interior of this Tingfeng Pavilion was completely modeled after the decoration of ancient times, if there was a kitchen...... Could it be the stove?

But she still thought too much, and Li Yinglong replied: "No." What, do you know how to cook? ”

"Home cooking is still a little bit." Zhao Mengyao used to be in charge of cooking at her aunt's house, so her skills should be okay.

"My wife is so virtuous." Li Yinglong's face did not change and he said the words of the thief.

Zhao Mengyao got goosebumps and fell to the ground, glared at him, and scolded: "Starve to death, forget it." ”

"I'm not hungry, I had something to eat before." Of course, this is a lie, I knew that I was going to meet Zhao Mengyao before, and I was so nervous that I couldn't eat anything.

But Zhao Mengyao didn't recognize that this was a lie, and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good." ”

Li Yinglong's heart was warm: "Are you worried about me? ”

Zhao Mengyao glanced at him: "Don't be self-inflicted." ”

Li Yinglong felt that he was sick, and he had a disease called "being glared at by his wife and being scolded by his wife makes him happy". Probably no cure.

Zhao Mengyao sat closer, and suddenly found a faint wound on Li Yinglong's chin. It's very thin, like it has just been scratched, very fresh, about two centimeters long, faint, I really didn't find it if I didn't look closely, and it didn't affect his handsome face.

But Zhao Mengyao was still a little curious, and asked casually, "What's wrong with you here?" ”

Li Yinglong covered his chin, his eyes flickered a little weakly, and replied with a straight face: "I accidentally scratched my beard." ”

"Poof. Why so careless? ”

Li Yinglong didn't speak, but his face involuntarily turned red again, like a stunned young man who had just fallen in love.

He complained silently in his heart, it's not because he wants to see you, his hands are shaking with nervousness, and he can't shave well.