My host knocks cute

Chapter 829 Rescue the Blackened Disciples (48)

Yangcheng is famous for its beautiful night view, which attracts many foreign tourists.

Walking on the streets of Yangcheng, Su Qingyu was not interested in the beautiful scenery around him, because the person who was shopping with him was Zhong Zichen.

In this situation, I don't know if Xuan Xuan saw it, and I don't know how to be tortured when I go back at night. Why is she so miserable?
Want to cry but have no tears, nothing to say.

On the other hand, Zhong Zichen was in a particularly good mood and was not at all affected by the dissolution of the engagement.

Along the way, he kept chattering and insisted on buying a lot of jewelry for Su Qingyu.

Fearing that Su Qingyu would not want it, Zhong Zichen ordered someone to deliver the things directly to Su Qingyu's residence.

Su Qingyu wouldn't want those things, and now let Zhong Zichen do it, just because he was afraid that he would do something out of the ordinary in a hurry.

After returning, she will ask people to return all the things to Zhong Zichen.

After walking around Yangcheng, from dusk until it was completely dark, Zhong Zichen took Su Qingyu to the restaurant.

Beautifully dressed maids brought up trays of dishes, and some of them were still flirting with Zhong Zichen, but the latter didn't react at all and remained calm.

Su Qingyu just pretended she didn't see it, she just wanted to finish her meal quickly and go home quickly.

"Come on, Sister Yu'er, try this bowl of chicken soup, it's delicious." Zhong Zichen picked up the bowl in front of Su Qingyu, and scooped a few spoonfuls for her.

Su Qingyu looked at the yellow chicken soup in the bowl, there was a thick layer of oil floating on it, and a few pieces of fat floated in the middle, and he felt a little bit of grass in his heart.

This idiot Zhong Zichen also said that he likes her, even she doesn't like chicken soup when eating chicken, what has he been doing all these years!
Have you gone for soy sauce?

Even so, Su Qingyu took a sip from the bowl for the sake of his agreement to break off the engagement.

"This--"

After only taking a sip, Su Qingyu vomited out of nausea.

It's been a long time since I drank this stuff, and the strength is still so strong.

"Sister Yu'er!"

Zhong Zichen threw up at the thought of her taking a sip of chicken soup, so he quickly got up and walked to her side, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped her mouth.

Su Qingyu loves to eat chicken, but she doesn't like to drink chicken soup, especially the kind of rich chicken soup that has been stewed for several hours, and she feels sick when she drinks it.

I don't know what's wrong with the original owner.

Anyway, it made her very uncomfortable.

"Go away, I'm fine." Su Qingyu coughed a few times and coughed up the soup.

The food was ordered by Zhong Zichen, making Su Qingyu feel so uncomfortable, he felt very ashamed.

Repeatedly confirmed several times, until Qu Qingyu got irritable and wanted to curse, he returned to his seat.

Continue to eat, but the atmosphere at the dinner table is obviously not as good as before.

Zhong Zichen ordered someone to remove the bowl of chicken soup, and served a few new dishes, and then ordered someone to bring up the pot of tea with something added.

He didn't pour tea for Su Qingyu, because he felt guilty, and if he asked him to pour it again, he was afraid that he might drop the cup with his hand.

His mouth was dry from eating, so Su Qingyu took the cup, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

Where she couldn't see, a trace of guilt and guilt flashed across Zhong Zichen's face.

Zhong Zichen kept swallowing his saliva, didn't even eat, just watched Su Qingyu eat like this, and then estimated in his heart how long it would take for the medicine to take effect.

As time passed by, Zhong Zichen became more and more nervous.As long as he thought that Su Qingyu could become his person immediately, the blood all over his body would rush to one place.

"clatter……"

Finished.

(End of this chapter)