Lin Jing looked at the beer that was placed in front of him in a grand manner, and then at the beer that was taken away by him, wondering if there was any difference.
Compared to He Lin, the beer cans opened by Shengjing are a bit pretentious.
He opened it with the index finger of one hand hooking the pull tab, making a soft "click" sound.
To be honest, although this scene is a bit pretentious, it is still very pleasing to the eye.
But through these pleasing sights, Lin Jing always felt that Shengchang was secretly competing with He Lin.
...Who can open the beer can better?
Lin Jing frowned and was momentarily speechless by this realization.
Are boys’ desire to win and lose so childish?
Lin Jing was immersed in his thoughts for a few seconds before he realized that something was not right about the atmosphere around him.
Wang Qingqing was chatting with two other boys and did not notice the little incident on their side. Amidst the noise of the three of them, Sheng Kuang and He Lin looked at each other quietly across the table without saying a word.
Lin Jing was not sure if she had a brain twitch. She always felt that the two of them were like peerless masters in martial arts novels, dueling with their minds at this moment.
And the fight was extremely fierce, the kind that would never give up regardless of life or death.
Lin Jing was silent for two seconds. Seeing that the two people's eyes were still locked in separation, she was afraid that they would have problems with their gaze if they continued to look at each other like this. She couldn't bear it, so she cleared her throat and picked up the beer at hand:
"Um, how about peace and quiet in the years?"
grand occasion:"……"
He Lin: "..."
Three seconds later, the two people finally separated their eyes, picked up the beer cans one after another, and touched them lightly with her.
The food was served very quickly, and within a short time a large table was set up.
Hunan cuisine is quite spicy, and He Lin was afraid that some people might not be used to it, so he ordered a few non-spicy dishes.
When the waiter was serving the dishes, Sheng Kuang held a corner of the plate and pulled the non-spicy dishes in front of himself and Lin Jing, while pushing the spicy ones further away.
In the past month, whether Lan Bowen ordered or the aunt at home cooked, everything was very light. Lin Jing hadn't eaten heavy food for a long time, and now he suddenly felt very greedy. He stretched out his arms and kept picking up all kinds of spicy food.
vegetable.
Sheng Kuang paid attention to her several times, but he didn't even take a look at it, not to mention touching the non-spicy dish in front of her with chopsticks.
Especially the fish head with chopped pepper. After being heated for a long time, the pepper tastes really spicy. After eating a few bites, Wang Qingqing, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but take a few sips of ice drink. She was so good that her eyes were wet.
I ate bite after bite without blinking.
Shengcheng slowly let out a "tsk" sound.
Lin Jing looked over at him. She was only thinking about eating and didn't notice anything was wrong at all.
She saw him staring at her face motionless, blinked her eyes, came up to him, and asked in a low voice: "Is there something on my face?"
Sheng Kuang said: "Yeah."
Lin Jing thought he had some oil stains, so he wiped his face with a tissue, "Is there anything else?"
Sheng Cheng looked at her with lowered eyes and said unhappily: "Yes."
Lin Jing held the mobile phone and was about to look at the camera when Sheng Kuang said again: "There is a word."
Lin Jing put down the phone and turned to look at him in confusion: "Ah? What word?"
Sheng Cheng locked her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said three words expressionlessly: "Little liar."
Lin Jing: "?"
Little liar? Are you talking about her? What did she lie to him about?
Lin Jing's head was filled with questions.
Just when she wanted him to speak clearly, his eyes dropped and he stared at her lips, which were red from the heat of chili peppers, for two seconds: "Did you enjoy your meal?"
Lin Jingxin thought that he was very happy eating.
This Hunan restaurant is relatively authentic, the price is not high, the portions are sufficient, and the most important thing is that the taste is good enough.
But her intuition told her that she couldn't reply to him like this.
Just as she was hesitating about how to reply to his words, Shengcheng tilted her head, glanced at the table of spicy dishes outside the several plates of non-spicy dishes in front of her, and said slowly: "I didn't see it.
You can really eat spicy food."
Lin Jing opened his mouth, and a conversation suddenly flashed in his mind.