"This tastes pretty good too. My little Shitou loves it the most."
"This dish is very classic. My little girl never gets tired of eating it."
The dishes that caught her eye were all of the highest quality, and every dish tasted delicious. Lawyer Xiao was smiling and in a good mood after eating.
The two of them tasted their dinner happily and chatted while eating. They were quite happy, as if they were in the most upscale restaurant, leisurely and contented, and their every move was elegant.
But the onlookers sitting on one side obviously couldn't stand it. Their eyes kept lingering on the dishes, and their mouths watered.
It's so cruel, there are so many delicious foods, but they can't reach them.
I really want to eat it. Why is it so swollen?
Xiao Yirong caught the movement with his eyes and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
If Qingting wants to torture someone, he can completely leave no trace and torture the other person to death. This is just a trivial matter.
Qingting smiled like a flower and kept bringing him vegetables.
"Uncle Xiao, eat it. This dessert is very authentic, sweet but not greasy. It is the workmanship of his master chef."
The interrogators were stunned and a little confused. This is an interrogation room, not a big hotel. Can you please stop being so comfortable?
They want to eat it too.
The atmosphere was very strange. Qingting looked like there was no one around and was eating alone. Lawyer Xiao was very uncomfortable at first, but later he was influenced by her and simply gave up.
It's just a meal, not committing any crime, so why are you nervous?
The door was pushed open hard, and a familiar voice sounded at the door, "Ye Qingting, you have suffered..."
The sound suddenly stopped, Luo Er looked at this scene in a daze, the wind was messy, what is going on?
Who can tell him, how could this poor little man eat, drink and feast so easily when he was supposed to be suffering?
No one cares?
Qingting raised his palm-sized face, with a faint smile on his lips, "Luo Er, what a coincidence."
"Why are you..." Luo Er was so shocked that he couldn't even express his words properly, "Eating here?"
Every time he meets Ye Qingting, strange things always happen, which often surprises him.
The senior inspector who accompanied Rohr in was also dumbfounded and subconsciously looked at his subordinates.
The interrogator's scalp felt numb for a while, and he quickly stepped forward to explain in a low voice.
Qingting curled his lips disdainfully, "Who stipulated that you can't eat here? You stipulated it?"
Luo Er finally reacted and took a deep breath, "No, no, I just feel weird. Do you have any more chopsticks? Give me a pair. Where are the chairs? Give me one."
His bodyguard got a chair and a pair of clean chopsticks from nowhere. He sat down, eagerly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a small steamed bun and followed Qingting's example of picking the holes, and slowly sucked off the fresh meat.
Juice, I feel inexplicably peaceful.
It feels like reliving an old dream, which is great.
He still remembered the scene when he had dinner with Qingting seven years ago, and was so angry when he was fucked by this girl. Now that he thinks about it, he can't help but smile knowingly and feel warm.
Qingting glanced at him casually, was he smiling so happily? It was just a small steamed bun, so what?
Without knowledge, it is so easy to be satisfied.
She kept complaining in her heart and had long forgotten what happened seven years ago.
"You think it's weird but you still eat it? You're so happy like this, haven't you ever eaten something like this? How pitiful."
Luo Er's smile froze, "Have you forgotten? We ate together before."