The sudden movement caused Liao Qingqing's words to stop abruptly, and her eyes overflowed with surprise.

Liu Zhenyi, this is...

But others had no intention of explaining at all.

"What are you..."

"Qingqing."

Hua Qing did not hesitate to stop Liao Qingqing's interference.

He put his finger on his lips and made a "silence" gesture. His eyes were dark and there was a hint of warning.

Her cousin turned to outsiders...

A bit of dead silence lingered in the quiet box.

All I could hear was that Liu Zhenying was speaking very fast, and no words could be heard clearly.

After reciting the sutra, she put the rosary beads on her wrist, clasped her hands together and clapped her hands hard, her almond-shaped eyes bright: "Master, I want to eat meat."

But you didn't get to eat.

So happy.

Liu Zhenying beamed with joy and started to eat happily, but Liao Qingqing was holding back her breath.

For the next time, she ate in the most standard posture, with a perfect neck line and long black hair spread behind her, like a high-flying swan.

She tried to suppress Liu Zhenying invisibly.

But Liu Zhenying...

As if he didn't notice anything, he quickly and politely ate the three steaks.

Three pieces.

Liao Qingqing subconsciously clenched her knife and fork tightly, with clear disdain and contempt in her eyes, and elegantly opened her lips: "Miss Liu, if you eat so much for dinner... won't you gain weight?"

Gain weight?

Liu Zhenying paused while biting the steak.

After a moment of silence, she swallowed the food in her mouth, glanced at the empty plate reluctantly, and pursed her lips: "Okay, then I won't eat. I still have to lose weight."

"Miss Liu is not fat."

Liao Qingqing chuckled lightly, with a hint of mockery: "Maybe he's only a dozen pounds heavier than me."

This is what I said...

A dark cold light flashed across Qu Xiaojue's eyes.

His thin lips were frivolous: "Dwarf winter melon, are you full?"

"almost."

"That means you're not full."

As he said that, he pushed his bread over, half-kowting his eyes, not showing off his emotions: "This is sweet, you should like it."

"Thank you." Liu Zhenying accepted the crisp voice without hesitation, and suddenly opened his eyes again as if he remembered something, his almond-shaped eyes rolled up, and his smile was soft and peaceful: "Qu Xiaojue, do you still think I'm fat?"

Compared with his previous girlfriends, Liu Zhenying has indeed gained weight.

but……

His eyes fell on her slender waist and moved upward.

Delicate collarbones, white shoulders, and a graceful neck.

I don't know who prepared the dress for Liu Zhenying. It was a half-shouldered black dress. Her exposed arms were as white as jade, and her long hair hung down to her waist, covering a small amount of skin.

Little do they know that in the eyes of men, the hidden scenery is more attractive.

Qu Xiaojue lowered his eyes, suppressing the darkness in his eyes, and said in a familiar and disgusting voice: "Eat obediently, the issue of fatness and thinness is not something you need to consider."

She didn't mind if she didn't get an answer.

Nodding obediently, she stuffed her mouth with bread, and the sweet taste filled her mouth. She liked it so much that she raised the corners of her eyes.

Watching Liao Qingqing's unilateral tension at the dinner table.

Hua Qing stroked his glasses, lowered his eyes, covering all the emotional fluctuations, and said calmly: "Xiao Jue, come out with me. I have something I want to talk to you alone."

"Okay." Qu Xiaojue didn't ask. He stood up and touched the top of Liu Zhenying's hair with his big palm: "Just stay here and I'll be back soon."

Liu Zhenying was focused on the bread and waved his hand: "Go ahead."

The door panel opened and closed, and when the two people left the box, Liao Qingqing immediately couldn't sit still.

The knife and fork were placed on the place, and her dignified eyebrows were full of cold sarcasm: "I heard that you were raised in the mountains since you were a child?"

"yes."

"No wonder I have no tutor and no manners."
Chapter completed!