After I fell in love with the boss, I became popular all over the Internet

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Chu Qing almost sat up from the bed, his pupils dilated in fright——

3 minutes! ! !

He lifted the quilt with a swipe, and rushed towards the door as if hunting, but before his fingers touched the doorknob, the door was suddenly pulled back.

Chu Qing was so caught off guard that he fell into a thick and tight chest, the tip of his nose collided with his hard chest muscles, and he even staggered back from being bounced.

In the next second, a big strong hand grabbed his back, and then a deep voice sounded above his head, "Xiao Chu, why are you in such a panic?"

Chu Qing raised his head in disbelief, Lu Heng's handsome and angular face was in front of him, and he was staring down at him at this moment, as if he wanted to hear an answer from him.

"I..." The corners of Chu Qing's mouth were so stiff that he couldn't even smile, "I..."

Before he could come up with a perfect excuse, his eyes were drawn away by the soup cup in Lu Heng's hand.

Within 3 minutes, someone will die...

And now the only person within a radius of ten meters around him is Lu Heng...

Chu Qing almost didn't even think about it, so he tried to grab the soup cup with his hands, but he didn't want Lu Heng's skill and reaction speed to be superior to him, so he let him pass by lightly raising his hand, "Xiao Chu, what are you doing?" ?”

"I..." Chu Qing smiled reluctantly. In fact, his heart was already in turmoil, and his eyes subconsciously drifted to the soup cup in Lu Heng's hand. "I'm afraid this soup cup is too hot, so I want to help you..."

He said a lame excuse, and once again reached out to grab the soup cup, "Uncle Lu, let me help you..."

"Sit down properly." Clinker, Lu Heng held him down with one hand, and he couldn't even resist, "I don't have delicate skin and tender meat, so I'm afraid it might be hot."

"Lu Heng..." At this moment, Chu Qing was staring at the soup cup, cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, his heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of his chest, and for a moment he even wanted to tell Lu Heng everything, " actually……"

"I stewed milk peach gum. I used buffalo milk. The sugar was old rock sugar. I added some saponin rice. It is light and not too sweet. It should suit your taste." Lu Heng put the sweet water in his hand on the table, Then he handed the spoon to Chu Qing, "Taste it."

Chu Qing raised his head and stared deeply into Lu Heng's eyes. At that moment, his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the spoon.

It's not just because there is something wrong with this bowl of sweet water, but because of what Lu Heng said...

It was completely the taste of his previous life.

But when he was 20 years old in his previous life, he couldn't afford such good things as peach gum, let alone buffalo milk, old rock sugar, saponin rice, these obviously...

"Uncle Lu..." Chu Qing didn't know what expression he should have now, he couldn't even smile, his eyes were slightly red, "How do you know...it suits my taste..."

In her previous life, Chu Qing had a light taste and didn’t like greasy meat. She liked soft and sweet stews. If there was peach gum stewed with buffalo milk, she could eat two full bowls... Suddenly, too many things flashed in Lu Heng’s mind. In the picture, the elegance of the 30-year-old Chu Qing's gestures and gestures, as well as the slightest affectionate voice and smile, are like imprinted in the brain.

"My nephew likes to eat like this." Lu Heng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed Chu Qing's head, "You are about the same age, I just take it for granted, you won't blame uncle, right?"

Yes, how is it possible...

Chu Qing's heart couldn't be said to be more stable or colder, so he closed his eyes secretly, feeling very dangerous.

"Why don't you eat it?" Seeing that he didn't move the soup pot, Lu Heng simply picked up another spoon, "That's right, I haven't tried the taste of the pot yet, I'll taste it first."

Chu Qing almost watched him pick up a spoon and was about to put it to his mouth, and couldn't help blurting out, "Lu Heng!!!"

"This soup cup has—"

In the midst of this flash, the electronic sound of the system sounded in his mind: [Whether the player chooses to use the item! 】

In sight, Lu Heng had already swallowed the sweet water, and Chu Qing's heart almost jumped out of his throat. At that moment, he didn't care about anything, and roared at the system, "Use it! Use it! Fuck it!" Use it for me——!"

The system's voice rang joyfully: [You love me, I love you, Michelle Ice City is sweet... Ding dong, your iced lemonade is ready, please drink it within 10 minutes! 】

At the same time, Lu Heng spit out all the sweet water he swallowed, "Pfft!"

His hand holding the spoon trembled slightly, covered his lips, and looked at the soup pot in front of him almost in disbelief. He obviously stewed milk peach gum, how could it be a puff...

...sour-sweet lemon flavor?

As a wealthy man, he probably didn't even know that there was a snowman brainwashing brand called Michelle Ice City, let alone his signature chilled lemonade, which tasted the same as the sugar water in front of him.

Probably because he didn't want to believe this was true, after two or three seconds of silence, Lu Heng scooped up another spoonful of snow-white buffalo milk and put it into his mouth, but before he tasted it for three seconds, he covered his lips again to suppress Facing the urge to vomit, the expression on his face was very hard-working, "..."

Sitting opposite him, Chu Qing watched Lu Heng's series of strange actions with his own eyes. His heart beat gradually from stagnation, and the blood flowed back to the limbs along the blood vessels.

Be...successful?

The chilled lemonade he scraped out of the lottery...can it be used like this?

Chu Qing couldn't believe it for a while, and stretched out a spoon towards the soup pot, wanting to taste it himself, "I also..."

As for the clinker, Lu Heng snatched the soup cup away like flying, making him lose his mind, and said in a rather stiff voice, "Don't move."

Could it be true... Chu Qing looked at the soup cup in Lu Heng's hand in disbelief, and couldn't imagine the taste. Could it really be the taste of chilled lemonade?

"It's a bit bland." Lu Heng barely raised the corner of his mouth and stabilized his voice, "I'll ask someone to add some sugar for you."

It seems to be true... The doubts in Chu Qing's heart finally came to the fore. She saw Lu Heng waved his subordinates and took the soup away. See what brand of milk this is, why is it so strange..."

"There should be no need to add sugar..." Chu Qing couldn't help saying at this moment, "This brand is already very weak..."

Lu Heng raised his head and looked at him in bewilderment.

The chilled lemonade in Michelle Ice City is not at all reluctant to put lemons and sugar, after all, what bicycle do you need for four yuan.

But he couldn't explain clearly to Lu Heng, the tyrant boss, coughed dryly twice, and managed to hold back his laughter, "Because... this 'Snowman' brand milk is just like that."