Wen Lu couldn't help but pull Shang Xin'er and walked to his private car.

Pull open the door and "get in the car." He sat in the co-pilot's seat.

All the action is not muddy.

When Shang Xin'er came back to her senses, she and Wen Luyong were already sitting face-to-face in a national-style store.

It is a restaurant full of Middle Eastern décor. The restaurant is small, with less than ten tables in it. Along the east side, there are three private rooms. There are no doors in the box, only a floor-to-ceiling curtain embroidered with flowers.

Shang Xin'er looked around curiously, after all, she didn't have so much pursuit of eating, so it would be somewhat interesting to see a restaurant that was different from the regular cuisine.

"Is this shop delicious?" Shang Xin'er asked Wen Luyong in a small voice, for fear that if she spoke loudly, she would be heard by the store and be unhappy.

"It's not particularly delicious, it's mainly because there's a lot of meat." Wen Luyong smiled to himself, "Only people like me can eat enough." ”

Also, such a tall man with such a toned body, he must have to eat to support the temple of the flesh.

"How tall are you?" Shang Xin'er couldn't help but ask.

"188 centimeters." Wen Luyong's eyes stared at the roast lamb chops that were about to be served, as if he was planning to taste the taste with his eyes first.

Seeing Wen Luyong's appearance, Shang Xin'er chuckled.

The manly superintendent in front of him did not hide his greed for meat, and his straight eyes were afraid that he was going to eat and wipe the lamb chops in an instant.

Perhaps realizing his gaffe, Wen Luyong turned his gaze to Shang Xin'er and introduced her to the best part of the mutton.

When it comes to eating, compared with the decent superintendent who was quiet before, the current Wenlu Yong can be described as endless. Shang Xin'er listened very cooperatively.

After all, the most basic quality of a journalist is listening.

Seeing Shang Xin'er tilting her head and listening to herself talk about eating meat with a smile on her face, Wen Luyong felt a "chuckle" in her heart, and felt a feeling of unbearable feelings.

What woman would like to listen to such a boring thing, Wen Luyong interrupted his gushing narration and shifted the content of the chat to Shang Xin'er, "Let's talk about your story." ”

"I don't have a story, but don't you police be able to find out about this person through your ID number?" Shang Xin'er threw the question back to Wen Luyong.

"If you don't have a criminal record, your life will not be recorded." Wen Luyong replied crisply.

"Oh." Shang Xin'er briefly told Wen Luyong that she was an orphan, and later was admitted to university and left the orphanage, then graduated and found a job, and now works as a reporter in the newspaper.

But she didn't say anything about being the secretary of Bo Luan's life. After all, now Bo Luan Kite is a leader and a boss to her, and she doesn't have any personal distractions.

Wen Luyong also straightened his body and introduced to Shang Xin'er in a serious manner, his male, 31 years old, only child, graduated from a top police academy and other personal information.

Looking at Wen Luyong's appearance, Shang Xin'er couldn't help but smile again.

In her opinion, Wen Luyong at work is serious and serious, which makes people feel very secure, but Wen Luyong in private is a little childish, childish and serious, which makes people feel cute.

"This kind of introduction mode between the two of us is like a blind date." Wen Luyong made himself laugh and buckled the back of his head, "My parents are urging me to get married, and I will be in this mode as soon as I go to the restaurant to eat." ”

Hearing "parents", Shang Xin'er will still feel envious, if she has parents, even if they urge me every day, I will feel happy.

Unconsciously, Shang Xin'er's eyes faded.

Wen Luyong also seemed to understand something, so he didn't say anything comforting. If you don't empathize, how can you understand the other person's feelings?

He just changed the subject, and Shang Xin'er chatted about some inconsequential gossip without saying a word.