"Seeing that you are very skilled, you should be able to earn a lot of money by relying on your physical strength. By the way, what do you do?" Luo Jin stared at the iced latte in Elio's hand, watching him leisurely deliver it to you. After taking a light sip from the edge of his mouth, he completely gave up his desire to drink.

"Huh? Oh... making money by physical strength... I used to do it..." Elio took another sip of the iced latte in his hand, narrowing his deep eyes slightly: "But that was a long time ago, I Now it’s negotiating, shouldn’t you have heard something about me?”

"Well, I heard that they said that you are like a superman, bravely overpowering gangsters, dismantling bombs, and persuading people who commit suicide to return to the beautiful world." Luo Jin picked up the tall glass and took a sip of the curved glass on it. With a green straw, the sweet and sour taste enters the mouth. Although it is different from the expected taste of iced latte, it is better than nothing.

"Do you think the rumors are deceptive?" Elio picked up an egg tart from a small plate, held the tin foil underneath and sent it to Luo Jin, as if forcing him to eat it.

Reluctantly, he took the things from Elio's hands. In fact, Luo Jin didn't dislike egg tarts, but it felt a little strange to be taken care of by men like this, "I think few people really believe it, at least the classmates around me don't believe it." .”

"Don't believe what? Don't believe that I will dismantle the bomb? Or don't believe that there was a bomb there at all?" Elio was not surprised when he saw Luo Jin swallowing an egg tart without a ladylike appearance, but just smiled.

Luo Jin glanced at him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Are you telling the truth? You don't even believe it."

Elio lowered his eyes lightly, with a meaningful expression, but he didn't say anything, with a pretended deep look.

"How old are you?" Luo Jin took another egg tart that Elliot handed over, stuffed it into his mouth unceremoniously, then took the napkin that the other party thoughtfully gave him, and wiped his mouth rudely.

"Age? Um...very old, do you want the horoscope?" Ellio rarely showed a frivolous expression: "Don't the Chinese pay attention to this, when you marry a daughter, you have to be in the horoscope, right?"

Luo Jin almost choked on the egg tart he swallowed, took a sip of the orange juice that Elio brought up in time, patted his chest and said: "When did that happen, it still fits, I must be different from you."

"Why? I think you are quite pleasing to the eye." Elio said indifferently, stretching his legs lazily.

"Hehe, is that right? If you keep talking like this, I will feel that you really like me. Then I strongly demand to be your real girlfriend, and if I pester you, you will think I'm annoying again!" Luo Jin snorted with a smug smile on his face, he knew that Elio must hate such a woman, because he hated it himself.

"How could it be? That's what I wish for! To be entangled with a beauty like you is a blessing that many men seek." Elio suddenly leaned over, leaning against the edge of the table, holding his right hand She touched Luo Jin's hand on the table, with a smile on her face, but she didn't know why it made people feel so cold.

Whether it was the palm passed over or the smile in Elio's eyes, Luo Jin felt chills all over his body.

"Hehe..." Luo Jin laughed dryly, retreated his body, and tried hard to pull out his held hand, but no matter how hard he tried, his hand seemed to be attracted by a huge magnet, and he couldn't pull it out. Leave.

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