Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Bing kept crying, as if she had been wronged so much, even though she was the one who arranged all this.

The more Fu Jingchen listened, the more irritated he became. He clenched his fingers and said, "Delete it or not, Rong Bing. If I want to be fooled by you again, my surname will not be Fu."

When he stood up and wanted to leave, his head felt heavy and his body swayed unconsciously.

The man's eyes are fixed on the milk glass in front of him, right?

He pinched Rong Bing's chin: "Did you add medicine to the milk? No wonder I was so hot just now. Rong Bing, do you want to lose face?"

Rong Bing shook her head with tears in her eyes: "I didn't, Jingchen, I listen to you. I will delete the video now. Don't be angry, okay?"

Fu Jingchen's hand became heavier: "You still don't admit it? If I drugged you, why is my head so dizzy?"

Fu Jingchen knew better than anyone how cunning Rong Bing's methods were. Worried that she had another plan, the man shouted a price on his mobile phone and added the address of the B&B.

"Jingchen, let go, it hurts." Rong Bing stepped back. It's impossible for Fu Jingchen not to like him. They were so harmonious just now, and Fu Jingchen even broke through himself. His body's instinctive reaction cannot be deceived.

Rong Bing deceived herself and thought that she had ignored that the reason why Fu Jingchen reacted so strongly was because he drank the medicine.

"Jingchen, don't be so fierce, I'm afraid..." Rong Bing tried to hug the man, but was pushed away again.

Fu Jingchen's head was getting heavier and heavier. He took advantage of his legs and feet to go outside and blow in the air to wake himself up.

The man ignored Rong Bing completely.

"Jingchen, look, I deleted them all. I won't do it anymore. Don't be angry." Rong Bing put the phone in front of Fu Jingchen, but the man didn't even look at it.

The driver arrived on a tram, checked the guest information and drove away Fu Jingchen's car.

After the car left the community, Fu Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

The enthusiastic master asked with concern: "Did you have a fight with your girlfriend?"

"He is not my girlfriend." Fu Jingchen replied.

"In our line of work, we have seen a lot of people quarreling after drinking. But sir, you don't smell of alcohol. Isn't it because you can't drive after drinking? Are you afraid of being emotional? It's not easy to have a girlfriend now. Take care. Communicate, and leaving after an argument will only..."

Fu Jingchen interrupted the driver: "Master, drive well."

The driver shut up and Fu Jingchen squinted for a while.

When arriving at the destination, the driver woke up Fu Jingchen.

The man moved to the driver's seat and squinted for twenty minutes. His energy was almost restored.

He pretended to be calm and opened the courtyard door. Unexpectedly, Zhou Luo hadn't come yet.

After returning to the company to check in, Zhou Luo went back to get a set of clothes.

It was already dark when we arrived at the B&B.

Fu Jingchen was sitting in the yard, preparing the ingredients for barbecue, and the charcoal fire was already burning.

When he called Zhou Luo, the woman said she would arrive in ten minutes.

Fu Jingchen calculated the time and put a few skewers on the grill.

Zhou Luo smelled the aroma of meat before he even got close to the yard.

She wrinkled her nose, followed the scent, opened the door, and saw Fu Jingchen with her back to the door.

The man sat upright.

"I'm back." Zhou Luo shouted happily.

Fu Jingchen turned around and smiled at the woman: "Come here quickly, the pork belly is almost ready."

Zhou Luo washed her hands and sat next to Fu Jingchen. She noticed sweat on the man's face. She took a tissue and gently wiped it off for him.

"It smells so good." Zhou Luo's mouth almost watered.

Fu Jingchen handed a bunch of half-cooked skewers to Zhou Luo: "Do you want to try it?"

Zhou Luo used to go out for picnics with her friends, and grilling skewers was a common activity for them. She took the skewers, took out a handful of raw ones from the incubator, put them on the baking sheet, sprayed them with oil, and moved with a familiar and neat movement.

Compared with Fu Jingchen's clumsiness, Zhou Luo looks like a professional barbecue master.

"You bake better than me." Fu Jingchen originally wanted to show off the skewers in his hand, but when he saw Zhou Lao, he gave up the idea.

"We, wild and wild people, like to set up a pot outside and have a picnic, unlike you who always go to high-end restaurants." Zhou Luo's growing up environment was completely different from Fu Jingchen's.

"What's wild and wild? What kind of high-end hotel? Don't say that. I also like camping, but I haven't found anyone with the same goals. You know my brother, who spends all day with me to do this. I like to return." Life in the countryside, self-sufficiency..." Fu Jingchen has never experienced real rural life, and he longs for it.

Zhou Luo saw sincerity in the man's eyes.

After all, she had worked with Fu Jingsheng for several years. Fu Jingsheng was indeed as Fu Jingchen said, so much so that the time Fu Jingsheng and Rong Yan ate snacks from a night stall actually became a hot search topic.

Zhou Luo took a tin plate and placed it directly on the charcoal fire, then cracked an egg and sprinkled a little salt on it.

The egg whites bubble quickly.

"Can eggs be eaten like this?" Fu Jingchen didn't know that the tin plate could be baked directly on the fire.

After waiting for a minute, Zhou Luo removed the tin plate. The surface of the eggs looked very tender, and the yolk in the middle was still shaking.

"It's like the hot spring eggs I eat." Fu Jingchen said, "But it tastes better than hot spring eggs."

"It lacks the green onion, otherwise it will be more fragrant." Zhou Luo blew the egg and said, "Take a bite."

Fu Jingchen took a spoon and scooped some out and put it in his mouth: "It's so delicious. It's soft at first, and then becomes a little hard after chewing. It's tender on top and perfectly burnt on the bottom."

Fu Jingchen quickly showed off an egg. He wanted to eat another one, but Zhou Luo stopped him: "Don't just eat eggs, skewers are also good. Try it."

Zhou Luo directly picked up the cumin, salt and pepper, and chili noodles with his fingers and shook them lightly. He sprinkled the seasonings evenly on the meat skewers. When Fu Jingchen thought he could eat it directly, the woman called him back.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Luo sprayed some oil on it and turned it over. After a few sizzling sounds, she removed the skewer and said, "It's ready to eat. Be careful not to burn your mouth."

The last process stimulates the flavor of the spices and blends with the taste of the food itself, making your mouth water before you even taste it.

Fu Jingchen felt that it was a pity that Zhou Luo would not become a chef.

The man took a careful taste and couldn't tell what kind of divine taste it was.

"Luo Luo, it's delicious. Eat some too." He fed Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo tilted his head and bit off a piece of meat. He had no skills in barbecue, but practice makes perfect.

"Well, it's okay. The meat is a little old." Zhou Luo didn't seem satisfied.

With experience, the skewers at the back taste really good.

After eating, Fu Jingchen touched his bulging belly: "Luoluo, let's go out for a walk."

The two men put out the charcoal fire and walked along the lake.

Fu Jingchen couldn't help but hold Zhou Luo's hand.

Zhou Luo directly took the man's arm and rested his head on his shoulder: "Does it feel like an old couple?"

Fu Jingchen stopped and kissed the woman's cheek. He found that he had a reaction, but his physical strength did not allow him to do it again. If it weren't for that bitch Rong Bing, he could have a few more rounds with Zhou Luo tonight.