Xue Qing'er's people had already changed the table and were wiping it with a rag.

He leaned a little closer, and Xue Qing'er turned around.

Zhao Liang covered his eyes, Yang Siqi whistled, and Wu Hai was silent.

I saw that the rag raised in Xue Qing'er's hand happened to cover Li Chengbin's face, one second, two seconds......

A gentle hand quickly took the rag off, without a trace, quickly and softly.

But the face that appeared under the rag can be described as hideous: "Xue-Qing-Er-", after Li Chengbin finished speaking word by word, Xue Qing'er trembled a few times, and raised his hand in a panic to help him wipe his face.

But after wiping it a few times, I turned my head to the side and found that I was still holding the rag in my hand.

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry, retire, goodbye......" Xue Qing'er stuck out her tongue and turned around as she stepped back.

She ran to the back kitchen one by one, and Li Chengbin kept chasing after the back kitchen.

A few of the little brothers who were watching by the railing had already started the review mode at this time.

"I've never seen it, Brother Bin's way of taking care of my sister is quite special!" Yang Siqi whistled and complained.

"It's not just special, it's just ......" Wu Hai echoed, obviously as if there were different opinions.

"Stunned, shocked, frightened, it seems that I have to record this historic rag relationship, maybe the boss will be grateful to me in the future." Zhao Liang opened his chin and looked around for a pen that could be used.

But before he could find the pen, both hands patted him on the back and shoulder.

"Brother, do a good job, and try to let Brother Bin blacklist you!" Yang Siqi smiled amusedly.

"I've got your back!" Wu Hai tried his best to show that he looked at death as if he was at home, and clenched his fist with one hand to cheer him up.

Zhao Liang cut it, sat down and started binge eating mode.

The other two also seemed to have been tapped and sat down one after another, chopsticks dancing on the table, and the final destination was their already open mouths.

Li Chengbin chased him all the way to the back kitchen, but was blocked by a huge man holding a steel knife and wearing a white coat and high hat.

He looked up and saw the chef's fierce and fierce gaze.

Xue Qing'er cowered and hid behind him.

Chef puffed out of his nose and made a slight "um" sound, which was raised, apparently questioning his motives.

Li Chengbin wanted to look at Xue Qing'er a few more times, he turned to the left, and the chef's bright big knife blocked the left, and he turned to the right, and the chef's big knife blocked the right view.

The sharp blade shimmered with cold light.

Li Chengbin was speechless, turned his head and prepared to leave.

Later, I heard the chef comforting Xue Qing'er's words: "Little sister, if there are guests who will make things difficult for you in the future, there will be a brother covering you, don't be afraid!" ”

One hand clenched into a fist, and then a fist, when did she have so many male friends to cover?

As soon as he turned around, the back was empty, except for the chef to face the flame, hand-copying a flaming cauldron and stir-frying the dishes inside.

He sighed and walked slowly up the stairs to the table he had been sitting in.

After a long pause, the gurgling sound in his stomach woke him up, he hadn't eaten yet, he was hungry!

The long eyelashes are raised, and the hands are clenched at the same time as the wooden chopsticks are held out.

Compact disc!

The purpose is to enter the plates that are whiter than the marble tiles at home, one by one, have already been licked clean, looking at the few people in the dormitory, one by one burping, on the seat or leaning, or lying, looking crooked, with a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Waiter-" The anger on Li Chengbin's face turned into a loud shout, and it happened that Jian Ange came over with the menu.

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