The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

"Okay, let's get down first." The secretary and the group of seven entered the elevator. Luo Jiao turned back to the room and took a SLR camera, carried a backpack, and left the hotel refreshingly.

She remembers that there are many delicacies in S City, and she doesn't know if those shops are still there. The first step back now is to explore those old flavors, which are almost all her childhood memories.

Maybe you will meet old acquaintances in those places, but so what? She is now dressed up like this, if she can recognize her, if she has a sharp eye, isn't it?

Although there is a driver's license abroad, it is not universal in China, and Luo Jiao can only take a taxi. When you have time, you still have to get your driver's license, Luo Jiao had this in mind.

It should be a rare leisure period for her to acquire Rockwell. When Luo Shi got it, she, Han Qiyu, and Qi Mingnian officially declared war. At that time, she couldn't spare time to go shopping and eat.

She ate and took photos all the way, and she had already digested the things she ate. Luo Jiao touched her belly. She was not a little bird's stomach. She exercised so much every day, and she had no energy if she didn't eat enough.

It just so happens that now it’s time for dinner, and it’s time for lunch. Looking at the Chinese restaurant not far away, Luo Jiao walked in briskly. After going out for so long, she missed the authentic Chinese food most.

After ordering two dishes and one soup, Luo Jiao sat down by the window, resting her chin and watching the people coming and going in the restaurant. This store should have a good reputation, high attendance, and waiters are busy back and forth.

Thinking about it, a figure stood beside Luo Jiao: "Do you mind putting together a table?"

Luo Jiao raised her head, glanced at the people, and then looked around, there was indeed no extra place, she shrugged: "Of course you can, you are free."

The man is handsome, tall, and dressed casually and comfortably. Although Luo Jiao is not Yankong, who doesn't appreciate the beautiful things? Besides, fighting tables is nothing but a big deal.

Yan Hongze sat down opposite Luo Jiao, looking at Luo Jiao vaguely. He just saw Luo Jiao outside the restaurant. Although she was very successful in disguise, does he know Luo Jiao better?

Even if Luo Jiao changed his face, he would be able to recognize it. In other words, he had never seen Luo Jiao dressed up in such a small and fresh manner. In the impression Luo Jiao always wears big curly hair, big red lips and a backless dress, now he is really surprised to dress like this.

Luo Jiao tapped the table with her fingers: "Since you took the seat, you have looked at me several times, do you see anything famous?"

Yan Hongze was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a slight smile: "I think you are naturally beautiful, but you have hidden your face. It is unavoidable that it is a pity."

Luo Jiao also smiled: "I'm dressed up like this, you can see that you are naturally beautiful, and the experience of wanting to come to your Excellency is very rich."

Yan Hongze rubbed the mouth of the cup with his fingers: "You passed the award, I just got closer, so I can see it more clearly at a close distance."

The two looked at each other and smiled, seeming to have a kind of unspeakable tacit understanding.

Yan Hongze has been in the mall for several years, and it is inevitable that he can speak. Luo Jiao wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp either. The two of them didn't inquire about the background of each other or asked each other's first and last names, so they just chatted freely.

"Miss, your soup is here." When talking about it, the waiter served the food. I don't know if it was a little back or something. When the waiter walked to Luo Jiao's side, he was suddenly hit by someone from behind, and the soup bowl flew out of the tray, watching the soup sprinkle on the kid next to him.

This steaming thick soup, if it gets hot...

Yan Hongze got up and wanted to miss the soup bowl, but it was a pity that his movements were far inferior to Luo Jiao. Luo Jiao picked up the empty tray in the waiter's hand, kicked it on the child seat, and the child seat moved several meters out.

At the same time Luo Jiao bent over, and the soup bowl steadily fell on the tray, but the thick soup still spilled out. But this is better than directly scalding the child, Luo Jiao frowned imperceptibly.

Things are developing too fast, and the neighbor is still surprised. Why is my child suddenly kicked out several meters? But when they saw Luo Jiao holding the tray again, their hearts were full of fear.

"Your restaurant is too careless. If this is hot to the child..." Mom picked up the child in the child seat, and angrily accused the waiter who was standing aside.

The child may find it interesting and giggle endlessly.

The waiter hurriedly apologized: "I'm so sorry, I didn't prepare the plate, but I was hit by someone from behind. I'm so sorry!"

Seeing that it was about to cause trouble, the restaurant manager hurried over to deal with it. Seeing that there was nothing to do with her, Luo Jiao put the tray down on the dining table and shook her hand.

Yan Hongze stood up: "You can handle the matter here first. I will take this lady to the bathroom first."

He just saw it, Luo Jiao's hand was splashed with hot soup, but others didn't notice it.

The restaurant manager hurriedly thanked: "Yes, it should be, if it wasn't for this lady..."

Yan Hongze took Luo Jiao by the wrist and took her to the bathroom. Luo Jiao moved her hand: "You let go, I will go by myself."

She rarely has such direct contact with the opposite sex. Of course, this is not the same as that of Stephen and others. It is common to be beaten. If others dared to touch her like this, she would have passed by with a fist.

Yan Hongze let go of Luo Jiao's hand and put Luo Jiao's hand under the faucet. The hot skin touched the cold water, giving off a burning sensation.

Yan Hongze stood outside the bathroom, squinting his eyes and recalling the scene just now. He didn't expect Luo Jiao to be so good~www.wuxiamtl.com~ she looked light and fluttering with her foot just now, but she was very particular about kung fu, and she was absolutely impossible to practice in a few years.

Things are getting more and more interesting. What has Luo Jiao done in the past few years abroad?

Looking at the floor, Luo Jiao wiped her hands and walked out of the bathroom. Seeing Yan Hongze still waiting outside the bathroom, Luo Jiao was a little surprised: "Are you still there?"

Yan Hongze put one hand in his trouser pocket: "If you come with you, you have to go back together. Besides, it's probably very lively there, and my head hurts noisily when I go back."

Luo Jiao walked forward silently, and Yan Hongze caught up: "Unexpectedly, you are still a practicing family, and most people can't do that."

Luo Jiao smiled: "My coach teaches well,"

Isn't it? She has learned at most five points in Steven's skill, and the rest is lack of rigorous training, but that's it, Luo Jiao's skill is enough for her to protect herself.

Sitting down in the seat, the mother next to her took her baby and thanked Luo Jiao. This is a little boy with a cute watermelon head cut off, but his eyes are rolling, looking very clever.

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