Chapter 67 067 Are You Evil?

When eating the hot pot to the end, Ye Zhiqi saw that Rong He's usual faint lip color was now like wearing lipstick, and it was still the color of Givenchy lambskin.

The pot of lemonade on the table, Ye Zhiqi has not touched a drop, but now there is not a drop left!

Ye Zhiwei was a little worried about him in his heart.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Rong You's cold face was a little ugly, and he raised his chin slightly.

"It's fine."

Ye Zhiwei nodded knowingly, and he was a little unsure whether he was really okay or pretending to be calm.

On the way back, Rong He suddenly asked, "Do you like to eat hot pot very much?" ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhilu was stunned for a moment, looked at Rong He with blank eyes, and nodded seriously.

"Like ......," her voice was glutinous.

"How often?" Rong Yu continued to ask.

"One, a week......" Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but be more nervous.

"Can it be extended?"

Ye Zhiwei did not hesitate to veto him: "No! Eating mandarin duck pot is my biggest concession! ”

"Then eat the mandarin duck pot." Rong He retracted his gaze, not bargaining with her.

Ye Zhilu breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he doesn't let himself eat once a month, or directly disqualify her from eating hot pot, the mandarin duck pot will be the mandarin duck pot!

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The driver drove the car straight to the apartment, Rong He bought the king of the building facing the atrium, the floor was on the 33rd floor, and during the elevator, Ye Zhiqi counted with his fingers.

The higher the floor of the apartment, the more expensive it is, and the 33rd floor happens to be the best floor, with a view of the upper floors, and the disadvantages of the top floor, so this house is definitely much higher than the others.

After settling the accounts, Ye Zhilu tilted his head and couldn't help asking, "Brother, how much is the house?" ”

Rong He swept towards her in a blink of an eye, and the chill in his eyes made Ye Zhiqi shiver.

She hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to ask.

Could it be that Rong Yu has done some improper business over the years, so he can't withdraw money?

"What's wrong?" Rong and Shen asked in a deep voice.

What does she ask for price?

When she was a child, she didn't have pocket money to buy anything to eat, and every time she begged him to buy snacks, she kept an account first, and she would return it to him one by one when she grew up.

Could it be that at this time, she still doesn't want to owe herself anything, and still wants to write it down and pay it back to herself when the time comes?

If you pay it all off in the future, do you plan to owe it to yourself?

"Why don't you speak?" Rong and the cold voice were two points more cool.

Ye Zhilu's throat couldn't help but tighten, and he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the elevator door opened, and Rong He grabbed Ye Zhinu's wrist violently, pulled her out of the elevator, and pressed her against the cold marble wall!

"I want it in your life!" The cold words were calmly squeezed out between the teeth.

Ye Zhiqi couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine, the sensor lights in the corridor went out one by one, and in the darkness, she only felt Rong You's dark and sharp eyes staring at her.

She didn't know why Rong He suddenly changed the sky, obviously she was fine when she just got out of the car, but now it's like eating gunpowder!

Didn't he just ask how much the house was, did he think he wanted to build a house?

After a while, Ye Zhi collected his emotions, "

I want it for the rest of my life! The cold words calmly squeezed out between the teeth.

Ye Zhiqi couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine, the sensor lights in the corridor went out one by one, and in the darkness, she only felt Rong You's dark and sharp eyes staring at her.

She didn't know why Rong He suddenly changed the sky, obviously she was fine when she just got out of the car, but now it's like eating gunpowder!

Didn't he just ask how much the house was, did he think he wanted to build a house?

After a while, Ye Zhi collected his emotions, "