Translator: Guy Gone Bad
Looking at the photo, Su Bei swallowed the latter half of the sentence, and calmly said, “I have spent a long time to order that takeout. If it tastes not good, I would give a bad review, and then change another one. You know, I have tried quite a few restaurants.”
Cheng Qianxiao was shocked by the shamelessness of Su Bei, he just admitted it after being busted~
Then, she heard Su Bei say, “Anyway, Cheng Qianxiao paid.” The implication was that it had nothing to do with him.
Being dragged into this mess, Cheng Qianxiao really didn’t know how to get herself out of this!
She tried to collect herself and disassociate herself from this, “I lent the money to him. I don’t know what he used it for.”
Su Bei gave Cheng Qianxiao a ‘didn’t-you-agree-to-share-weal-and-woe-with-me’ smile.
Cheng Qianxiao said calmly, “I have not cleaned the kitchen yet. Excuse me.”
While saying those words, she already went into the kitchen, leaving Su Bei and Feng Xinglang in the dining hall alone.
Su Bei yielded, “I really can’t cook, last night you also saw it. It’s bad for your stomach if you eat too much food I cook.”
Feng Xinglang found it funny and asked back, “So you mean eating too much takeout food is better to the stomach?”
Su Bei said reasonably, “At least it’s edible, and you also just eat it for the first time, still far from too much.”
Feng Xinglang now learned that how unreasonable Su Bei could ever be.
748, “Captivating bar increased by 3%, current progress 42%.”
Su Bei happily sat at the table, having no idea whether it was because Feng Xinglang was kind of gentle to him today or his captivating value had increased a lot.
Seeing Su Bei so happy, Cheng Qianxiao became the one unhappy.
She had to find a way to get rid of him, or he would only hinder her plan.
After the meal, Su Bei felt a little sick, tickled in the heart and itchy in the throat.
Feng Xinglang just saw that Su Bei aimlessly walked around in the room and knew what was going on.
He opened the drawer and slipped out a cigarette with his long fingers.
The moment Feng Xinglang took out the cigarette, Su Bei felt he was so screwed.
He took his eyes off the cigarette and said, “I’m going to take a nap.”
Ready to sneak upstairs, out of sight, out of mind.
Feng Xinglang, however, was not ready to let him slip away so easily, “Come sit with me.”
Su Bei couldn’t help looking at the cigarette on his hand, his throat damn itchy.
But for fear of Feng Xinglang, Su Bei can only sit down next to him very uneasily.
Feng Xinglang became frenzied. Forget about holding it in his hand, not he even lit it.
Clipping it with the fingers, he did not smoke it, only holding it there.
The impalpable smell of the smoke floated into Su Bei’s nasal cavity, making his heart itchy, he even had a spur to snap the cigarette from him.
Su Bei pinched his thigh, trying to sober himself up.
You have to fight it! If you can’t, you’ll die!
When Feng Xinglang’s voice reached Su Bei’s ears, it had become a little ethereal, “I remember you were only into women.”
Su Bei’s Adam’s apple moved a bit and he forced his attention away from the cigarette. “Well, that doesn’t mean I can’t like men. I just didn’t meet the man I like.”
Feng Xinglang looked at Su Bei whose forehead had exuded thick sweat beads, mouth slightly curved, “Mr. Su, are you sure you are taking as one of those women to fool around?”
Su Bei bit the flesh inside the mouth, saying in a difficult way, “No, I am serious to you.”
Feng Xinglang maliciously lifted the hand with the cigarette, let Su Bei smell more, “How serious are you?”