I heard the king is dumb

At this time, An Luo was chewing gum, riding a small yellow car and wandering on the road with people coming and going.

It was May day, the temperature was already ambiguous with summer, and the direct sunlight was also very high. Everyone went to the street with light clothes, and they had already exposed everything that should be exposed. This boy in black looked out of place.

An Luo went downstairs only to realize that she hadn't brought the car keys and was doing nothing like him. She remembered that there was a delicious hot pot not far from the company recommended by her fans, and she was so hungry that she borrowed it from Xiao Liu, the security guard downstairs. He wore a peaked cap, probably because of his deep love for himself, and the word "King An" was printed on the peaked cap. Wearing this cap on An Luo's head made him feel inexplicably guilty.

Xiao Liu was still worried, and took out the same celebrity mask that he had treasured for many years, put it on An Luo, and helped drive a small yellow car.So there was such a boy, dressed in pitch black, riding a small yellow car under the sun at noon, wandering around the streets of the food city.

According to the name in memory, An Luo really found the hot pot restaurant.The air conditioner in the store was fully turned on. An Luo scanned the store for a week and found that there were no single rooms, but luckily it was still early and there were not many customers, so he found a corner to sit down.

Soon the waiter came over with the menu.

"May I ask what pot you choose?"

An Luo instinctively talked about clear soup. In order to protect his throat, Xiao Fang had never allowed himself to eat spicy food, and he had long been used to bland food.

"Excuse me, sir, what kind of pot do you want?" The waiter's voice came again.

clear......

Before the word Tang could be said, An Luo realized what the problem was.

Can't make a sound at all.

Since he was discharged from the hospital, An Luo stayed at home except for going to the bar, and prepared three meals a day for himself. Gradually, he felt that being unable to make a sound didn't seem to have much impact on his daily life.But today the reality tells him that this is not the case.

Inexplicably anxious.

An Luo took the menu from the waiter, pointed at the mandarin duck pot, and then pointed out the dishes he wanted to eat. The waiter thought he had a bad cold because he was fully armed, and didn't think it was too strange.

The food was served quickly, An Luo took off his mask and lowered the brim of his hat, as there were no customers around at the moment, he planned to make a quick decision.

Put the vegetable leaves wrapped in a layer of spicy oil into the dipping bowl, roll it, dip it, and put it in your mouth. A numbness spread from your mouth to your throat, followed by numbness and sourness in your nasal cavity. An Luo swallowed it in a hurry With the food in his mouth, he picked up a glass of water and gulped it down, only then did the numbness in his mouth and nose subside.

But my throat hurts like hell.

The pungent stimulus tormented the throat of the man who had just recovered from a serious illness but was still paralyzed like thousands of fine needles. Reason told him not to eat.

Another piece of dish covered in soup was eaten, and the numbness that had just disappeared swept over again.

He gradually got used to the spicy attacks again and again, but the tingling sensation in his throat did not weaken at all. The cold air in the store could no longer suppress the heat in his body, and sweat oozes from An Luo's forehead.

Wine, he suddenly wanted to drink.

Not far away, there is a waiter who is busy ordering food. As long as you call lightly, the waiter can hear you.

But at this moment, An Luo has nothing to do.

His voice was broken and he couldn't speak any words, and he couldn't do any actions for fear of being discovered.

How could a celebrity live in such desperation as he is at the moment.

Let go of the idea of ​​wine, but fortunately there is still a lot of food.

When he picked up a piece of steaming, oily vegetable leaf again, his chopsticks were held between two clear-cut, handsome and slender fingers, and he snatched them away in a moment of ecstasy.

The other party put the chopsticks aside, took out a bottle of mineral water from behind and handed it to An Luo.Seeing that An Luo didn't answer, she put it aside.

This person who suddenly appeared in front of him really shocked An Luo, how did he find himself?It's been about an hour since the company left, and I haven't told him where he's going. Is this man a soldier or a detective?

However, whether it is a soldier or a detective, he is a bit lenient.

An Luo picked up the chopsticks again and picked up the overcooked vegetable leaf in the pot, and put it in a small dish for dipping.The raised arm was suppressed again, Zhong Yi held An Luo's arm, and with a little effort, An Luo's arm went numb, and the vegetable leaves he picked up fell back into the small dish.

An Luo became angry, he looked at Zhong Yi coldly.

Zhong Yi also looked at An Luo with a calm expression.

"You can't eat spicy food with your throat."

Use your words!I can eat whatever I want, what's in your way, you're just a bodyguard, why do you care so much!

An Luo wanted to scold Zhong Yi, but when she realized that she couldn't speak, she became even angrier. She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and found that there was no WeChat of the other party.

He opened the SMS editor, and Zhong Yi stood aside watching An Luo's movements.The boy's handsome face was full of anger, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he tapped his phone intently, as if pouring all his anger on the phone.He typed very fast, moving his fingertips rapidly on the screen, but gradually the speed slowed down. Zhong Yi saw An Luo put the phone aside, leaned back, the boy looked out the window, the corner of his mouth suddenly Up, he smiled.

The smile was pretty but full of helplessness and sourness.

How can I compete with a bodyguard.

An Luo deleted all the typed words, typed a new sentence and handed the phone to Zhong Yi.

add wechat

Zhong Yi took out his mobile phone and scanned An Luo's QR code.

The moment the friend application was approved, the other party's nickname came through, a string of strange characters, An Luo recalled the other party's name.

Zhong Yi, what a funny name!Let me tell you, I don't know how you persuaded Jiang Cheng, but today I will make it clear that I can live my own life, and you'd better not get involved.Since Jiang Cheng asked you to be a bodyguard, you should do your best to be a bodyguard. Don't worry about anything else. You do your job and I live my life. Don't make trouble if we don't mess with each other. Happy cooperation.

An Luo sent the edited text to Zhong Yi. He quietly observed the other person's movements, and saw that the person finished reading the passage with a flat expression, and then tapped the phone screen a few times with a quick ding-dong sound. Luo received a WeChat message.

Zhong Yi.

After a long paragraph of text, these two words seemed so thin, An Luo was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that this person was correcting his name.

The scene was a bit embarrassing, An Luo was about to leave, but was blocked by Zhong Yi.

An Luo raised her eyebrows and looked at him provocatively: Why, you have to apologize, don't you think about it!

Zhong Yi seemed to understand An Luo's meaning from his eyes, and he pointed to the dishes on the table.

"Leave after eating, don't waste it."

An Luo:.......Forgot that this person was a soldier.

Eat as much as you want, you're not full anyway.

It's just that lunch with one more person is not so peaceful.It is even more uncomfortable to be stared at eating, and there are indeed too many things in An's order. It is difficult for the two men to finish eating, and he just cooked a lot of things into the spicy pot. The ingredients rolled with the tempting red oil, and the chopsticks that were inserted into the pot were ruthlessly stuck, and then they were transferred to the clear soup pot like a thousand catties.

The chopsticks were thrown on the table with a slap, An Luo picked up the phone and got up to leave, but the mountain in front of her was still standing motionless.

Although An Luo was already 182, Zhong Yi was still much taller than him. The two of them stood face to face, which made him feel a strong sense of oppression. Where did Jiang Cheng get this wonderful thing!

An Luo showed displeasure.

I told you, take care of my business, get out of the way!

Zhong Yi didn't move!

An Luo pushed him, but...he couldn't!

Step aside!

Do not move!

At a stalemate, An Luo is too lazy to pester, if you don't let me go, let me go!

He took a step back and walked past Zhong Yi sideways. At the moment when his whole figure was about to walk by, his arms were tightly grasped.

It's endless, right?

An Luo was really unhappy today, first Xiao Fang was transferred away, and then a bodyguard was stuffed inexplicably, and now she even has to control her meals.

He didn't care if there was anyone around him, so he turned around and punched him.Holding a concert is a physical activity. Without a strong body, it is impossible to keep high for several hours, so An Luo goes to the gym regularly, and he has also practiced taekwondo for a while, so I can count on him to punch It can also hit people until their eyes are blackened.

The moment his fist was about to get close to Zhong Yi's cheek, the opponent dodged and easily dodged the punch. The restraint in his hand did not weaken at all. The movement here had already attracted the attention of the guests, and An Luo cursed With a sound, Naihe's arm was tightly grasped and he couldn't break free.

You can't admit defeat, otherwise how will you mess around in front of him in the future!

If the fist is not good enough, he stepped on his foot, An Luo raised his right foot and stepped on Zhong Yi's canvas shoe hard, the white canvas shoe suddenly made a big footprint, Zhong Yi couldn't help frowning.He quietly watched An Luo's complacent eyes, and after a few seconds, he let go of his tightly held arm. An Luo straightened her clothes, put on a mask, and turned to leave.

Zhong Yi looked at the dishes on the table blankly, and then looked at the canvas shoes that had been trampled on, his brows were frowned!