I can't live, I can't afford to die

Fang Yizhe casually looked at the other cold dishes on the table: "You love to drink tea, of course he has to follow you. Since he has followed you, why do you need me?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yizhe raised his voice and called in the waiter who was waiting at the door: "Give me a bottle of Martell cognac."

Luo Qing looked at the cup of tea that Fang Yizhe had left aside in the cold, stretched out her hand and pinched it between her eyebrows.

He turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao, and asked him: "I think your complexion is not very good, is there something wrong with your body? I heard that you suffered some injuries in the group, and you are all fine now?"

Xiao Xiao glanced at Fang Yizhe, seeing that he seemed to be unable to hear the conversation between himself and Luo Qing, Xiao Xiao's eyes darkened, he managed to hold back his smile, and said to Luo Qing: "It's okay, maybe I'm tired from filming, and I'm still not here yet. Get adjusted."

Luo Qing nodded and took a sip of tea: "That's good." Looking at Xiao Xiao again, he smiled and said, "Your hair has grown long, but your temperament is completely different. When I met you, you kept it With a short cut, she looks quite handsome, but now that her hair has grown, it has grown a lot..."

Before Luo Qing finished speaking, Fang Yizhe spoke. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick and choose from a bowl of salad: "Docile."

Luo Qing glanced at Fang Yizhe, ignored him, and continued to laugh at Xiao Xiao: "There are a lot more cute and clean, and wearing such a tracksuit, you look like a student."

Fang Yizhe "cut" in disdain, and continued to pick his dishes.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Fang Yizhe again, and smiled a bit awkwardly: "I have always had this look, and that short cut was for the little emperor in the criminal movie."

Luo Qing nodded: "No wonder you repeatedly confirmed whether I want to shave my hair for this movie. As expected, I am not willing to cut my hair like this."

Xiao Xiao pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.

Luo Qing pointed to the dishes on the table and said with a smile to Xiao: "Don't just drink tea, you can also eat vegetables. I came here today just to have a meal and get together. I don't have anything else to do. Don't worry about it."

Xiao Xiao said "Hey", and took a piece of rapeseed between his chopsticks and ate it.

Luo Qing asked him, "Are there any arrangements for the future?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head: "It's not clear, I just arrived in Beijing today, and I haven't had time to go back to the company yet."

Luo Qing nodded, then took Fang Yizhe's wine bottle and put it in his hand, and put another piece of cake on Fang Yizhe's plate: "It's fine to drink this, you can eat more of this cake, it was not in Nanjing last time. Say delicious?"

Fang Yizhe took his chopsticks and poked on the soft glutinous cake: "It's really hard for you. I still remember these trivial things. It's a pity. I loved it at that time, but now I feel tired of looking at it."

Luo Qing looked at the cake that was riddled with holes from Fang Yizhe's poking, and was silent for a while, before turning back to Xiao Xiao and saying, "I have some endorsements and several golden variety shows, are you interested in picking one?"

"Hey, Master Luo is throwing bait?" He raised his eyebrows and moved closer to Luo Qing, "Why, Master Luo's fish pond is about to start fishing again?"

The teacup in Luo Qing's hand fell heavily on the table, he was obviously a little agitated, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Are you crazy enough?"

Seeing that Luo Qing was really annoyed, Fang Yizhe stretched out his hand to caress Luo Qing's chest a few times: "Why are you so angry? I don't even think about how old I am, and I still can't suppress my anger. Talking about fishing will make you anxious." In this way, if you say that you are fishing for little boys, you can't go straight to the sky."

Fang Yizhe spoke happily, it can be seen that Luo Qing looked over with cold and stern eyes, but finally closed his mouth, twitched the corners of his lips, sat up straight and continued to eat.

Being disturbed by Fang Yizhe, both Luo Qing and Xiao Xiao felt a little uncomfortable and embarrassed, they both quietly ate the dishes, chatting a few innocuous gossips from time to time.

A meal was tasteless.