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Lu Qian thought for a moment and said, "Sister, take me to eat hot pot!"

"Hot pot? Are you sure?"

Wen Qing said in a tentative tone, somewhat unsure.

In this summer, this young man might have something wrong with him, but he actually wants to eat hot pot.

Lu Qian nodded harmlessly, his deep eyes shining with light.

'"Well, it's air-conditioned anyway, so it won't be too hot."

Wen Qing's eyes flickered a little, and she seemed to have made a lot of determination!

In the blink of an eye, Wen Qing and Lu Qian stepped into a well-known chain hotpot restaurant called "Lajiu Guo". This store attracted them purely because its location was very close to their previous location, and Wen Qing was already so hungry that it was difficult to walk.

After Wen Qing and Lu Qian quickly took their seats, Wen Qing took off her mask. She looked tipsy and her cheeks were red.

She waved her hand to Lu Qian and whispered softly: "Let's have a mandarin duck pot bottom -" Then, under Lu Qian's gaze, Wen Qing suddenly recalled the scene in the wave pool just now. A blush appeared on her cheeks, and she said a little shyly and embarrassedly: "Ahem - I can't eat anything too spicy." She explained this way, hoping to resolve the embarrassing silence.

"I'm very sorry, two guests! There are too many people coming to enjoy the mandarin duck pot base at noon. Currently we only have the medium spicy butter pot base to choose from." The waiter said with a smile, his tone full of sincerity and apology.

"Okay then, let's choose the medium spicy one!" Wen Qing said hesitantly, then turned to Lu Qian, "You think there should be no problem with this spicy level, right?"

Lu Qian smiled and nodded gently, and replied: "No problem, I can eat any spicy food!"

The sound of their conversation echoed in the restaurant, but Lu Qian's eyes never left Wen Qing's face. Although his eyes made people feel a little uncomfortable, Wen Qing still tried to remain calm and polite.

While waiting for the meal after ordering, Wen Qing seemed to be deliberately avoiding Lu Qian's eyes. She turned her petite face to the window, pretending to appreciate the scenery, but in fact she was already extremely embarrassed inside, as if she could "pick out three rooms and one living room" with her toes to describe her embarrassment.

Lu Qian saw Wen Qing's shyness in his eyes, and couldn't help but snicker in his heart. Maybe there would be another possibility between them, which made him feel an inexplicable excitement and expectation.

Their silence and subtlety stood out in the currently busy restaurant.

Lu Qian quietly looked at Wen Qing, and he couldn't help but respect her petite figure and elegant movements. He noticed her eyelashes trembling slightly and her red lips slightly parted, as if she was expecting something. Lu Qian's heartbeat began to accelerate, and he felt as if he was being sucked into a strange vortex. He tried to stay calm, but the shyness and beauty of the girl in front of him really made him unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, the lights in the restaurant flickered, as if adding a mysterious color to their story. Lu Qian took a deep breath and decided to break the silence.

He leaned slightly towards the dining table, tried to get as close to Wen Qing as possible, and asked in a gentle and low voice: "Sister... do you like the atmosphere of this restaurant?"

Wen Qing was startled by Lu Qian's sudden question, and she felt her heartbeat speed up. She turned her head and met Lu Qian's eyes. His eyes were full of expectation and tenderness. She bit her lip gently and nodded, "Yeah, not bad."

After a few minutes, all the dishes were placed on the table one by one. The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, which looked mouth-watering. The aroma of the piping hot soup base and various delicious ingredients was irresistible to both of them.

Lu Qian and Wen Qing both picked up their chopsticks silently at this time, ready to enjoy the meal.

Although Lu Qian was calm on the surface, his heart was already turbulent, as if there were ten million little beasts running wildly. He took a deep breath, and then began to taste the delicious food. Of course... the beautiful 'food' in front of him was obviously more delicious.

At the dining table, Wen Qing looked at the red bottom of the pot, picked up the piece of freshly cooked beef with chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly put it into her mouth. A strong feeling instantly spread from her mouth, causing the corners of her eyes to turn red and tears to flow out uncontrollably.

Wen Qing immediately picked up the cup and drank the cool water in large gulps, "Gudu Gudu——", trying to relieve the unbearable spiciness. Although this spicy feeling made her feel uncomfortable, it could temporarily numb her nerves and make her temporarily forget the pain that happened not long ago. Looking at Wen Qing's painful expression,

Lu Qian quickly picked up the tissue and handed it to her, asking with concern: "Sister, are you okay? Is it too spicy?" There was a sly glint in the corner of his eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness and affection in his tone.

"It's okay, it's okay - you eat more." Wen Qing took the tissue from Lu Qian and stubbornly wiped her tears while denying it. With her hands trembling slightly, she picked up a piece of tofu, put it into the hot pot, and then picked it up carefully. This time, she didn't feel so hot.

On this hot late summer day, the air conditioning in the store was turned on so much that Wen Qing still felt a little chilly even though she was sitting in front of the steaming hot pot. Her fingers gently held a piece of vegetable in mid-air, but she never put it into the pot.

At this time, a familiar call sounded quietly behind her, "Qingqing...".

At that moment, Wen Qing's body seemed to be frozen, and the hand holding the vegetables shook slightly in mid-air. fire

Through the dense heat that filled the hot pot table, Wen Qing's bewildered look was reflected in Lu Qian's eyes.

Wen Qing's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and her thoughts were confused, as if a sudden strong wind had swept her into an unfamiliar sea.

Not far behind Wen Qing and Lu Qi's dining table, a tall and slender man stood there. His hair was thick and slightly messy. Under the light of the store lights and the sunlight outside the window, his hair shimmered softly. His eyes were deep and gentle, with a hint of surprise and disbelief. The smile on his face hung at the corner of his mouth, like the petals of a flower blown by the wind, trembling gently.

"Qingqing, is it really you?" He called softly, and his voice was like a spring breeze blowing over the lake, gentle and lingering. There seemed to be thousands of words contained in it, and Wen Qing felt the emotions in her heart surge like a tide.

But Wen Qing knew that this was not exclusive to him. He was gentle when he called the dog's name.

The owner of the voice came over quickly, and Wen Qing slowly stood up.

The owner of this voice had made her think about him day and night, but at this moment, she just wanted to escape, not see him.

But it was too late, Jing Runchen had already stood in front of them.