The paranoid boss lightly favors

As a result, He Sheng came not long after the massage started, and Pippi didn't know it at first, and only realized that He Sheng was in the same room with her when the massage was over.

There are single, double and triple rooms available for massage.

In rooms other than single rooms, each bed occupies an average position in the room, and then there will be curtains to ensure privacy.

Pippi felt that the single room was empty, and the three-person room was too crowded.

The last time I had a double room with He Sheng, she chose a double room in order not to be so lonely.

When the staff opened the curtain after the massage, she found that He Sheng also sat up from another bed.

"Why are you here?"

He Sheng smiled and didn't say much.

After finishing his clothes, he got up and walked outside. This action made Pippi think that maybe it was a chance meeting for a massage, and he didn't say anything to himself.

As a result, Pippi was stopped by He Sheng as soon as he went out.

"have a meal together."

She really wanted to reject He Sheng, but she was also very hungry.

"Why, want to refuse?"

"I heard your stomach growl during the massage just now. We are friends. It's okay to have dinner together."

Pippi replied imposingly, "Yes, it's nothing, go eat!"

Instead of dodging and coddling, it is better to be generous, anyway, I met, and I have no ghosts in my heart.

Originally, the two of them were going to eat Thai food, and there was a newly opened Thai restaurant that was very good. As a result, Pippi was attracted by the fried skewers on the roadside halfway.

He Sheng didn't eat these things, he watched Pippi eat them the whole time.

He can only live on cheap beer, at least a decent brand, although it is very low-grade.

Pippi ate both grilled skewers and fried skewers with a satisfied face.

He Sheng picked up a bunch and looked at it. It was oily and unattractive, so he put it down helplessly.

"Is it really delicious?"

He Sheng really couldn't understand Pippi's intoxicated look.

She nodded resolutely, "Of course! It is necessary!"

He Sheng pointed to the grilled skewers and fried skewers, "Then, aren't they all skewered, what's the difference?"

Pippi watched proudly as He Sheng activated the encyclopedia mode.

"Fried skewers are deep-fried, and the fried things are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with an oily aroma.

The skewers are grilled over a charcoal fire with fruit wood, and the oil of the meat will be grilled. It tastes fragrant but not greasy, and it is very chewy, which is the taste of charcoal grilling. "

Pippi explained well, and the boss even joked about making Pippi the spokesperson, but He Sheng still wasn't interested.

Seeing He Sheng's resistance, Pippi became playful.

She forcefully gave He Sheng a bunch, hoping to watch him eat it.

"You eat what you eat."

"No, no."

He Sheng pushed Pippi's hand away, and he quickly took a sip of beer to suppress his shock.

Pippi brought the skewers to He Sheng's mouth again, "I'll feed you, but you still don't eat?!"

He Sheng looked embarrassed, and under all kinds of struggles, he could only give Pippi face and opened his mouth to take a bite.

However, he may not be used to or like this taste, and he may not find it delicious.

"It's okay, not bad."

He could only suppress his dissatisfaction and speak according to Pippi's preferences.

"Not bad, huh? Then I'll give you some more."

Pippi mischievously pushed the skewers on the iron plate in front of He Sheng, "You can eat whatever you want today, I invite you."

He Sheng waved his hand, "No, you can eat whatever you want, I invite you, I invite you."

Pippi looked at He Sheng seriously, "I ate so much, and you only drank beer, so I should treat you anyway."

He Sheng remembered Pippi's grabbing the order yesterday, and said that it should be his turn today.

With that said, He Sheng gave all the money in his wallet to the boss.

"Are these enough?"

The boss was dumbfounded when he saw the wad of money. Whoever spends so much money at the roadside stall is rich today even if he paid everyone's money.

"You...this...too much, too much, put it away."

The boss sent the money back in fright, but He Sheng had no idea.

"Not much, she still eats."

The boss shook his head, "This is not a storefront, but a stall.

Even if this little girl ate up all the pots and pans from my stall today, she wouldn't need so much money from you. "

Pippi couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Boss, why do I eat pots and pans, am I eating iron man?"

The boss looked at Pippi apologetically, "I'm too excited, I'm too excited, I'm not right, I'm a little confused."

Pippi took the money back from the boss and returned it to He Sheng.

"If people want you to take it back, just take it back, don't scare people anymore."

"Small business, you scare people so much that they think it's money for their lives. You don't spend as much money as you do."

There is no way, He Sheng has always been rich and powerful, and has no concept of money. The minimum respect for being full is to empty his wallet.

... After making such a move, He Sheng was still in a daze, but felt a little embarrassed.

After eating with Pippi, He Sheng arranged for a driver to pick them up.

Not only He Sheng drank, but Pippi also drank a bottle of beer.

Grilled skewers are not good enough without drinking... He Sheng arranged for two drivers, one driver drove Pippi's car back from the massage center, and the other drove him and Pippi back in his car.

He Sheng sent Pippi home first, and when he arrived at the door, he was a little sorry for what happened today.

"I didn't eat with you, sorry.

Also, I really don't know about the market, and it's not my intention to scare people. "

Pippi smiled, and confessed her small thoughts, "I shouldn't let you eat it on purpose, I just play with my heart and make a fuss."

He Sheng made such a fuss today, in Pippi's eyes, he still thinks it's pretty good.

Silly, dumb, and there are situations that he can't control.

"I'm home."

When Pippi got out of the car, He Sheng took her hand.

"I feel a little sick right now, can you believe it?"

Pippi frowned suspiciously, "Is it what I gave you just now?"

He Sheng nodded, and then his face changed, and he began to turn pale.

Pippi looked at him worriedly, this kind of thing is not a lie, and there are some people who have diarrhea after eating barbecue, not to mention He Sheng, who has never been in contact with it before, and his stomach is irritated.

"Go to the hospital now."

Pippi reminded the driver that she took back the foot she had just stepped down.

The driver drove to the hospital, and He Sheng leaned against Pippi's body with a stomachache. She was responsible for his discomfort, so Pippi wanted to accompany him to the hospital.

He Sheng leaned on himself, but she didn't push him away.

After arriving at the hospital, He Sheng's examination showed no major problems, except that the food he ate was inappropriate, and he was fine after taking the medicine.

At this moment, Pippi's cell phone rang, and it was Zhang Jiuhui's call.

"Where are you?"

Pippi faltered and covered the phone, "I'm outside."

"I'm at your door. I see your car is at home. How did you get out?"