Ye Huanyu picked up a piece of braised pork with public chopsticks, Luo Qiao: "Jiao Qiao, this is your favorite braised pork, this is just to welcome you."

"Thank you..." Luo Qiao smiled and held the bowl, then the meat.

The bright red braised pork exudes an attractive aroma, making Luo Qiao saliva flow out.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten Huanyu's craftsmanship. I really miss me so much." Luo Qiao said, unable to wait to pick up the meat with the chopsticks and stuff it into his mouth.

"Well... this smell really..." Luo Qiao's eyebrows, which were originally smiling, immediately frowned, and then her throat seemed to be pushing something upward, and she suddenly felt like she was about to vomit.

She covered her mouth and quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom.

Annie looked at Ye Huanyu strangely: "What's wrong with Luo Qiao? Is there something wrong with this meat?"

Ye Huanyu also felt a little strange. She picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. The taste was fine, and the meat was cooked.

So she handed over to Anne for a long time and said to the others: "You eat first, I'll go and have a look. Maybe she's feeling a little uncomfortable when she just came back."

She took a cup and took some warm water.

When he arrived at the bathroom, Luo Qiao was still retching in front of the toilet.

Ye Huanyu handed the water to Luo Qiao: "You rinse your mouth first. Is it wrong to taste the meat I made?"

Luo Qiao took the cup and rinsed her mouth, then wiped her mouth with her hands: "Huanyu, the meat you made is fine. It's just that recently, it seems that when I eat a slightly greasy food, I will have this reaction. I guess I'm too tired to work and can't eat these."

Ye Huanyu frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly an idea ran into her mind.

She closed the bathroom door and asked Luo Qiao in a low voice: "Have you seen red for months?"

Luo Qiao raised her head and looked at Ye Huanyu strangely. She straightened up and frowned and thought for a while: "It seems that it's been two or three months."

As soon as she said this, she looked at Ye Huanyu again: "You mean..." When she said this, she waved her hand and said: "Huanyu, how is this possible? I have always kept myself clean. It is probably because I am too tired to work to do this."

Ye Huanyu is a person who has experienced it. She may not be able to see other things accurately, but this matter should be almost the same.

She asked Locho: "It doesn't matter if you keep yourself clean, but you didn't think about it three months ago?"

Maybe it was because Luo Qiao really forgot, or maybe she was pretending to be stupid here: "Three months ago? Why can't I remember it a little?"

Ye Huanyu walked up to her, looked into her eyes and said slowly: "Just three months ago, have we drunk too much..."

This sentence reminded Luo Qiao, and she slapped her forehead in annoyance: "I remember calling several people that time... Oh my God, what did I do."

Ye Huanyu pursed his lips and forced himself to come out.

Luo Qiao frowned and looked at Ye Huanyu: "I'm like this. If you don't say you can help me think about it, you're gloating. Are you still my good friend?"

Ye Huanyu hurriedly said, "Jiao Qiao, don't be angry, things are actually not as bad as you thought. We were indeed drunk that night, and you also asked a few people to follow you, but later, after investigation, I found that in the end, there was only one person with you."
Chapter completed!