Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

Xu Che's friend's surname is Gao Minglie, and he is as enthusiastic as his name. After the end, he insisted on inviting the two of them to dinner, and he didn't even give him a room to refuse. He directly pulled down the door of the photo studio and hung a sign for rest.

Such a willful boss, Song Qing laughed helplessly and was pushed into the car.

Xu Che originally wanted to sit in the co-pilot, but Gao Lie took out a palm-sized doll and put it on the seat, and Xu Che was not allowed to sit down. He said in a good name: "My wife's exclusive, brothers can't sit in it either! "

"Go back!" Gao Lie glanced sideways at Song Qing, and said cheerfully, "Xiao Song doesn't mind?"

They're all in the thief's car, so they can be bothered, Song Qing shook her head quickly, and made a gesture of asking for permission.

Gao Lie stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and took the two of them straight to the most distinctive hotpot restaurant in Chunling.

The rich and fragrant smell of butter hovered at the door of the store, just standing outside, the gluttons in the stomach would be hooked out.

"I'm starving, I'm starving to death." Gao Lie shouted, and rushed into the shop with ease.

It was not time for dinner, and there were a few tables of people sitting sporadically in the hot pot restaurant, chatting in twos and threes while cooking the dishes.

"Come, come," Gao Lie was familiar with the head waiter here, and asked for a private room. After the three of them were seated, he directly said to the waiter, "Have a hot pot! Heavy spicy!"

Then handed the menu to Song Qing, "Order, order."

"I'm sorry," Xu Che called to the waiter who was about to go out to cook. He turned his head to Song Qing and asked, "Can you eat this spicy food? Can you change it to a mandarin duck?"

This sentence awakened Gao Lie, "Oh, yes! I haven't asked Xiao Song if he can eat spicy food." He slapped Xu Che's shoulder fiercely, and teased, "Old Xu, you are so considerate!"

Song Qing said repeatedly: "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Just mandarin ducks." Xu Che blanched Song Qing's bowls and chopsticks, "It's so spicy that even the locals may not be able to stand it, so let's eat the strong taste of Liezi."

Sure enough, as Xu Che said, when the soup base was brought up, a thick layer of red oil floated on the surface, and the whole uncut red lantern pepper was sandwiched in the oil flower, and the fragrant butter was pungent, making the gluttonous The eyes shine brightly.

Song Qing boiled a piece of mutton, the red oil hung on the meat, swallowed it, the chili spun on the tip of his tongue, Song Qing's face was instantly reddened by the heat, and hot sweat dripped down from the tip of his nose.

Seeing this, Xu Che quickly handed Song Qing a glass of ice water. Gao Lie kept chewing beside him, and laughed loudly, "Xiao Song can't do it!"

Song Qing drank the ice water, and it took a long time to recover from the heat, willingly bowed down and said: "It's not good, my soul will be burned out."

Gao Lie firmly grasped the goose intestine floating in the oil pan, threw it into his mouth, and asked, "It seems that Xiao Song is not from Chunling, right?"

"No, I'm from Shuangcheng." Song Qing honestly started eating the other half of the mushroom soup.

"Yo!" Gao Lie got excited, poked Xu Che next to him, winked and said, "So we came back to Chunling to play together?"

Xu Che dodged Gao Lie's elbow, and said angrily to Gao Lie's gossip, "No."

Song Qing also said afterwards: "I have been in Chunling for more than a year, and it was a coincidence to meet Dr. Xu."

Gao Lie's eyes flicked between the two of them, and he sighed, "Why didn't I have such a coincidence, am I not handsome enough?"

Xu Che helplessly interrupted Gao Lie, "You got it!"

Gao Lie reluctantly stopped gossiping about Xu Che, but in the blink of an eye, he thought of another anecdote about gossip, which was slightly mysterious, "Old Xu, is your cousin really going to marry that one?"

Gao Lie has been good at two things in his life, one is photography, and the other is gossip, which is his housekeeping skill, not to mention the gossip of friends around him, even if something happened to his neighbor's second aunt, he would It can be pulled out.

Xu Che seemed to have a bad relationship with his cousin, and when he mentioned it, his tone suddenly changed, and he said calmly, "Maybe."

Gao Lie knew that they had some disputes before, but he didn't worry about it, and said again, "Didn't that one just leave for more than a year? Don't let the old feelings go."

Xu Che swallowed the meat in his mouth slowly, and said in a flat voice, "I don't know."

As soon as Gao Lie heard it, he knew that there was nothing to be said in Xu Che's mouth. He caught a glimpse of Song Qing's confused expression from the corner of his eye, and immediately burned with the spirit of gossip sharing. He walked around and sat next to Song Qing and said, "Don't look Old Xu runs a pet hospital alone, but his family is not ordinary, so he said that his cousin, tsk, is so beautiful, if I hadn’t been timid at the time, I would have gone to...cough! It’s far away!"

Xu Che really wanted to roll his eyes, but because of his demeanor, he could only bear it. He interrupted Gao Lie's chatter, "Stop talking, your flesh is getting old."

"Oh! This won't work!" Gao Lie's attention was immediately distracted, and he didn't forget to talk while stuffing meat into his mouth, "It's not convenient to gossip while eating hot pot, next time Brother Gao buys you a drink, let's wait Slow down."

Song Qing laughed, "Okay."

After drinking and eating, Gao Lie was temporarily called away by another friend. Before leaving, he left the car keys and asked Xu Che to take Song Qing home.

Xu Che parked the car outside the small courtyard and walked home with Song Qing. The night breeze blew away the smell of hot pot from the two of them. Xu Che walked in front, and his voice was a bit indistinct due to the wind. "Song Qing."

Song Qing stopped in her tracks, feeling a premonition of something, and looked at Xu Che's back with a little hesitation.

Xu Che turned around, with the moonlight behind his back, his steps moved slightly on the spot, his brows were slightly tense, and the tips of his ears were red, "You..."

He asked uncertainly, "What do you think of me?"

How... Song Qing's mind went blank at that moment, and there was a buzzing lingering sound in her ears.

"Very... good." Song Qing stammered back.

Gentle and considerate and handsome, there is almost nothing to be picky about.

This answer made Xu Che so happy that he couldn't control the corners of his mouth. He looked directly at Song Qing gently and fieryly, "Then are you willing to give me a chance?"

"Give me a chance to take care of you."