Sweetheart, I’ll Spoil You

"Hey. Really. This is the blessing of dragging the boss." A man in his thirties or forty. Said by a man under thirty. But it is not angry. Instead, he scratched his head. Then open your arms and eat. Eating hurriedly while eating: "I said the restaurant is cut corners. Why are there so few dishes. I don't have a few chopsticks going down. They are gone. I don't eat a bit." His few chopsticks went down. Inside the delicate dishes. They are all messy. Where is the green red scenery.

"You rough man." The man shook his head and smiled. Nothing to say.

"Hey. The boss said that I'm a rough guy or a rough guy ..." The Eagle responded. On the other side was the rush to eat.

The box door was pulled open. A cold wind suddenly poured in.

No one has been seen yet. A charming female voice entered the closed space. "Ah, yo. I said who's got the whole game today. It's your kid."

The talking woman had long, charming eyes. Eyes slightly raised. Slightly aggressive. Her eyebrows are extremely thin and her nose straight. The red lips are really as small as a cherry. Especially like Japanese art ji. A full-bodied goose egg face with a national fragrance. Break the hair. Loosely pulled up behind my head. Pull it with a pear tree. A bright fiery red Zhudan red cheongsam. It makes her better than Hua Jiao. The body is uneven. Precisely. This is a very charming woman.

In this late autumn day. Closed space scented dishes. There are beautiful people. It is really a very good thing.

The eyes of the eagle were from the time when the woman's face was entangled with her figure. It almost fell off. It should be said that he was reluctant to leave. The food in that mouth was no longer chewed. Just look at beauty. Drool drooled down.

"Boss ... so beautiful ... this woman."

Ignore the eagle with a gimmick looking straight at the woman's saliva. The man's eyes only looked at the woman lazily. Then he was ready to fill himself up. "You're here." There was no surprise in his tone. but. He was not surprised at all. Because this woman is the owner of this restaurant. And he knows it.

The hip flask was taken away by a pair of hands. Le Ning's tone was full of taunt. "If I don't come, how can I see the scene where you borrow wine to sorrow. But Xia. My peach blossom is not your weapon to borrow sorrow. You must know that this batch of wine is almost gone. ... but we have to wait until next year. "

I think her wine has just come out. Almost ransacked by this guy. Thought of this. Le Ning's attitude was somewhat indignant. It's just that she has a lot of dissatisfaction. She still filled the wine glass in front of the man with peach-scented rice wine.

"So stingy. Le Ning I know is not such a person." The man was not emotional. Instead, he looked up. Pour that wine into your throat. Then squint. Experience the taste.

"You should thank me. It's me. I found a good host for your wine. Besides, you are a woman. What wine to drink"

"You" the woman called Le Ning looked at him with a grudge. In the end it was just a flick of the seat. Opened the cheongsam and sat down. That thrashing thigh. Suddenly aroused the infinite vision of the eagle.

I just understand that this woman is actually the owner of Red sleeves. And listening to the seemingly dark wave surging intimate conversation between this woman and her boss. The eagle silently swallowed the unshaped thought. The boss knows the woman. Bacheng is also a great role. He didn't dare to think.

Once Le Ning sat down. It is heroic grabbing the hip flask beside the man. Fill yourself with a pile. Then look up. I swallowed it all.

That bold move. Let the eagle swallow again. Tell myself secretly. Such a woman can never mess with it. Can't do it.

Smudged the wine stains on the corners of the mouth. Le Ning's eyes suddenly darkened. Tightly stared at the latter, who was leisurely and comfortable. "Xia. It's very uneven on the road recently. It's nothing to mix with me. I'm really afraid that you will die someday. I have to collect your body." Le Ning's tone was damaged. But the words revealed a deep concern.

The man looked up lazily. Looking at Le Ning, he looked like his enemy. Suddenly he grinned and smiled. "Le Ning. When will it start. You also believe these gossip."

"Don't give me poverty. You have to listen to me this time. I don't care what your purpose is. What is your mission. Nothing is more important than your life." Le Ning looked at the other person with a casual look. Suddenly he closed his eyes in pain. "Xia. Being an ordinary person. Isn't it good."

Hold the wine goblet's hand. The man's gaze fell on the liquor in the pan. There were some inexplicable factors flashing in the eyes. But it was only a moment. Like a sigh. He slowly dropped his hand. Then said something meaningful. "Le Ning. Some things. It's not that you don't choose to do it. You can just do it."

"It's like. Sometimes. It's not me who chooses destiny. Fate chooses me."

"Because fate has chosen me. So I have no choice at the beginning. Either move forward or step back. Once it starts. There must be an end."

"But you should know. In this world. There is never a retreat. If you don't move forward. Then wait for you. Only death ..."

A long silence. Even the eagle put down its hand to stop eating.

"... Is that so?" Le Ning's eyes softened slowly. Seems to be a sigh of relief. Only so difficult to speak.

"Xia. My man is the same. He said he has no way back. He must go forward. So. He is dead. And I. Qingming every year. I have to go to the grave for him ..."

Le Ning slowly raised the corners of his lips. The red lips under the yellow light. It seems that the arc of a pear flower is dyed. "But ah. I tell him every year. Because you died early. So I have to remarry. I will marry a better and better man than him. But I won't let that man go his way. Who makes him so stupid"

The eagle's eyes glanced over his boss's face. Sliding over Le Ning's face again. Silently swallowed the words in my heart. original. This woman was married. only. Listening to her tone so sad. Like her man. It's the same person. Is there. He didn't remember. But there were too many gun battles and deaths. Who remembers Qing. But he knew. My boss is a person. How could it hang up.