Our senior brother seemed to be prepared, and after receiving the analysis, he drove directly to the restaurant he was going to.

Xi is still used to sitting in the back, and he doesn't even notice that when the other party comes down and opens the door for him, he naturally places him in the back.

It's like I've done it many times.

This time, the senior brother drove by himself, and he didn't even bring Mo Yi, who usually followed him as an assistant.

Apparently I wanted to talk about something intimate.

In fact, I didn't want to eat at all, so I was going to go to the Internet café to play a few games before considering whether to go back.

But after receiving the call, I hesitated for a while and agreed.

For no other reason, I felt very comfortable.

The place where the two of them eat is elegantly arranged, especially the seats, which are very hidden, and they can't see who is who at the back of the seat.

After all the dishes were served, he was still not interested, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Why does it feel like yesterday was good!

Xiaoxiao: Boy, your idea is dangerous.

Xi looked around for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up,

Raising his hand, he was about to clamp the tomato slippery shrimp in the middle, but he suddenly remembered something, shrank back again, and suddenly stretched forward again, and so on.

There was a little hesitation on the delicate face.

The man who had been staring at him couldn't help laughing, but the curvature of his lips was already showing his pleasure.

"You also like to eat tomato shrimp so much?"

To make an important point, he used "also".

I didn't pay attention, hummed softly, and was still thinking about whether to eat it?

"Do I have a good friend who's like you would mind listening to me tell you a story?"

Is it to look up at this senior brother who has been with him for more than ten years, and he doesn't seem to be able to see through what he wants to do?

"This story is about my good friend, she's a girl, she's good, she's beautiful, she's all proud......"

Before he could think about it, the familiar and gentle voice came to his ears, the voice was low and magnetic, with a bit of unfamiliar feelings, beautiful and seductive.

Listening to his words, there was a faint smile on his face, but those black eyes were obviously different, and he seemed to be thinking, thinking about who he was talking about.

"She usually doesn't eat, and the doctor told me that she has moderate anorexia and usually takes nutrient solutions to keep her healthy."

This is the senior brother's gaze suddenly moved to the body of the analysis in a trance, and the analysis is almost certain.

This senior brother is talking about her!

No

It should be said that

She used to be!

The slender and beautiful fingers are placed on the tabletop, and there is a knock on it, and the white color is lined with the gray-black table, which looks a bit of extreme beauty.

"But she likes to eat tomato and shrimp the most, I remember when I found out about it, it was because there was a child who had a birthday, and the family made this dish, and the girl ate it......"

When he was called "that girl", he exuded unprecedented tenderness around him, full of stars, dazzling and tender.

"Let's just say that the dish is delicious, I sandwiched it three times in a row, it's the first time I've seen her eat so much, and it's the first time I've seen her eat and I don't resist so much."

The memory slowly returned, and I inexplicably felt that the light was inexplicably darkened.

At this point, it has been determined that he is talking about himself.

However, here's the problem

Why say it to him!

"But at night, the girl fell ill, vomited and diarrhea, fainted directly, and scared me half to death."

"She was in a coma for a day and a night, and during that time, the elders in the family strictly investigated and dealt with it, only to know that the girl was allergic to shrimp, a very serious allergic reaction!"

……

Hopefully, we will be gentle enough to fight against all odds.

- "Quotations"