After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

"If you don't mind, I'll treat senior to supper."

Lin Huaiyun nodded and laughed. There was an obvious smile in his voice, which made people think of Chunfeng involuntarily, "I don't mind. I'll trouble my little brother."

He yelled the address on Weibo, Qiao Ying was not used to it, "Senior Lin, you change your clothes, I'll call Niannian, you call your assistant."

Hearing this, Lin Huaiyun was stunned, and looked at him, "Is there anyone else?"

Qiao Ying nodded, "Your assistant probably hasn't eaten yet, so we just went out to eat together."

After Lin Huaiyun got a definite answer, the original joy suddenly faded a lot, and there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

"Okay, you go, I will go to your room to find you after I change my clothes."

Qiao Ying returned to the room and sent a message to Chen Niannian. The latter heard that there was a free supper, and within 2 minutes, he rolled up his sleeves and knocked on his door.

As soon as she entered the door, she asked excitedly, "Brother Qiao, where should we go for supper?"

Qiao Ying asked her to sit down first, "Don't worry, there are still people, please see where there is a late-night snack nearby."

Chen Niannian sat down on the sofa in the small living room, and asked, "Who else is there?"

"Senior Lin, talk to his assistant."

Chen Niannian's hand poking the screen stopped, quite unbelievable, "Who, Lin Yingdi?!"

Qiao Ying nodded, watching the minute hand of the clock go around.

Chen Niannian gossiped: "Brother Qiao, when did you get on such a good relationship with Film Emperor Lin? It's time to go out for supper together, and he invited you."

She shook her head, and said firmly: "No, it should be King Lin, Brother Qiao, you won't invite others just by looking at it."

Normally, she would have guessed right, but this time it was different.

Qiao Ying replied, "It's me."

Chen Niannian was stunned, "Ah? It was your invitation, brother Qiao, no, are you really my brother Qiao, have you not been dropped?"

Qiao Ying suspected what was going on in her mind every day, so she gave her a cold look and said nothing.

The latter consciously shut up, and lowered his head to think about how to kill him severely.

Five minutes later, Lin Huaiyun came with his assistant.

Unlike Qiao Ying, Lin Huaiyun has two assistants, one male and one female, the male assistant is in charge of daily life, and the female assistant is in charge of schedule matters.

Chen Niannian obviously knew these two people, and he didn't know when they became acquainted. As soon as he entered the room, he went to hold the hand of the female assistant, acting like a good sister.

Facing Qiao Ying, Lin Huaiyun pulled down the mask a little and asked him, "Where shall we eat?"

Qiao Ying looked at Chen Niannian, who understood, and said, "I just searched, and there is a spicy crayfish nearby with a high rating, and there are private rooms, which are just right for you."

She paused, then asked: "However, I don't know if Actor Lin can eat too spicy food. Is it bad for the skin? It seems that it will cause acne, and I will be filming in the future."

Lin Huaiyun smiled gently, "It's okay, I don't have acne, I can eat it." He looked at Qiao Ying, "Can you eat spicy food?"

Qiao Ying nodded, picked up the phone and was about to go out, but was gently pulled back by Lin Huaiyun.

"Where's the hat I gave you earlier?" he asked.

Only then did Qiao Ying remember that he was barely considered an entertainer with fans, so he turned and went back to his room to take out the hat that Lin Huaiyun had given him in the car and put it on.

He pressed down on the brim of his hat, "Okay, let's go."

Chen Niannian held the hand of Lin Huaiyun's female assistant, the two little girls and another male assistant led the way, and Lin Huaiyun and Qiao Ying were at the end.

Qiao Ying still remembered that he hadn't eaten, and asked as he walked, "Senior Lin was always on an empty stomach before, isn't it unsuitable to eat too spicy food?"

Lin Huaiyun seemed to be smiling, Qiao Ying could only see his exposed eyes curled up, looking very happy: "It's not that delicate, just eat something else to fill your stomach first."

Qiao Ying took the lead out of the revolving glass door of the hotel. Immediately, a gust of night wind rushed towards her face, which contained the heat left over from the day, barely bringing some coolness.

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly his mood was greatly improved by the wind. His face was expressionless after a long time, and the contours of his face became softer.

Through the brim of his hat, Lin Huaiyun saw his squinted eyes, like a cat that has been pampered comfortably, forgetting all the usual aloofness, with a hint of joy on his expression.

Suddenly, his heart seemed to be scratched by something.

It felt a little itchy, it didn't hurt, it just felt itchy, just like the night wind blowing head-on, it didn't stay for a long time.

But it was unbearable.

"Qiao Ying, do you like crayfish?" Lin Huaiyun asked almost out of words.

When her name was called, the application on Qiao Ying's face disappeared in an instant, and when she turned around, she still had a somewhat indifferent expression.

"It's okay? I don't usually eat seafood very much, but it's good to eat once in a while."

While the two were chatting, the assistants leading the way stopped, and Chen Niannian turned around and shouted, "Brother Qiao, this is it, let's go in."

Qiao Ying looked up, and there was a restaurant in front of her. It was time for supper, and most of the round tables were filled with people.

The air is filled with the scent of spicy crayfish, as if a hand has been born, constantly seducing passers-by to taste it, and people can't help but move their index fingers.

Qiao Ying was not hungry at first, but now that she smelled it, she was a little hungry instead.

Before going in, he glanced around subconsciously, and when he saw something, he paused.

Lin Huaiyun asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ying turned around, "Go in first, and send me the box number, and I'll go shopping."

Lin Huaiyun understood, and asked, "Do you need me to go with you?"

Qiao Ying waved her hand, turned around and left.

Lin Huaiyun and three other people entered the restaurant first. When the waiter saw a customer coming, he came up and asked, "Hello, who are you, are you eating outside or in the private room?"

It was inconvenient for Lin Huaiyun to speak out, as the risk of being recognized would be too great, so Chen Niannian spoke up: "Five people, and one is behind, go to the box."

"okay."

The waiter quickly led them through several large round tables, went upstairs, stopped at the door of the box, opened the door and invited them in.

The size of the restaurant is not too big, and the boxes are also small, which can only accommodate up to ten people, but there is a large window facing a desolate river.

Several assistants were very satisfied with this box, which can breathe freely without being discovered by the paparazzi. The two girls took the lead in ordering a few catties of crayfish. The male assistant asked for a drink and two dozen beers, and turned to ask Lin Huaiyun .

The latter was a little absent-minded, "You can order, I can do it, there is no taboo."

Chen Niannian said "ah" and waved his hand, "By the way, there is no garlic in the dipping sauce, and for crayfish, try to pick out as much as you can, Brother Qiao hates this taste."

When she mentioned Qiao Ying, Lin Huaiyun's eyes couldn't help but cast a glance at him. He endured it, but chose to ask, "Do you know Qiao Ying's taste very well?"

Chen Niannian was taken aback, a little afraid to speak to the actor, "I know this one too. When I was eating with Brother Qiao in the cafeteria, he tasted a small piece of garlic in the dish, and it didn't last for a few days. Go to the cafeteria."

Lin Huaiyun listened, and could almost imagine how the young man piled up the plates and left with a cold face.

He stopped talking, and kept his eyes on the door of the box from the corner of his eye.

After the crayfish had been delivered, Qiao Ying came in with a small bag.

He sat beside Lin Huaiyun, glanced at the few pots of crayfish that had just been placed on the table, and murmured, "Just in time."

Lin Huaiyun couldn't help but wanted to ask, "What did you do just now, it took so long."

He didn't wait for the young man's answer, but something flashed before his eyes, and then a cup of warm stuff was stuffed in his hand.

Lin Huaiyun looked down, but couldn't help being stunned.

In his hand is like a cup of packed vegetables and lean meat porridge. The paper cup is not insulated, and the scorching heat is constantly transmitted to his fingertips, and even the palm of his hand is full of warmth.

Qiao Ying put another bag in his hand on the table, and said casually: "It's a little late, the store is closing soon, I asked him to help heat up some porridge, and now I have steamed a small steamed soup filling. The stomach should be enough."

Lin Huaiyun suddenly didn't know what to say.

Holding the cup of hot porridge, he felt hot not only in the palm of his hand, but also all over his body.

"...Thank you." Lin Huaiyun lowered his voice.

Qiao Ying's complexion was still very pale, and Lin Huaiyun echoed back what Lin Huaiyun said to him that day, it was as short as four words, "It's easy to do."

At the other end of the table, Chen Niannian and the other two assistants had already put on their gloves and started eating.

Qiao Ying took a pair of plastic gloves and put them on, and began to slowly peel the crayfish in the pot in front of him.

The food reviews found by Chen Niannian did not fool anyone. The spicy crayfish in this restaurant is really good.

Shrimp shells were carefully smashed with small pliers, and red hot oil flowed out of them. The red-cooked shrimp meat was stained with oil, and the mouthfeel was spicy and delicious, with endless aftertaste, which made the tip of the tongue tremble. .

Qiao Ying was a little thirsty after eating half of his meal. He looked around and found no extra drinks. There were only two dozen beers ordered by the male assistant on the table.

On his right was Lin Huaiyun, and on his left was a male assistant. The latter saw his gaze resting on the beer, and reached out to take two cans.

"Brother Joe, here it is."

Qiao Ying took off a glove and took the can of beer, "Thank you."

He couldn't open the can with one hand, and was about to take off the glove on the other hand, when a hand stretched out sideways, and it was the bottle he was holding, and pulled the can.

Lin Huaiyun's gentle voice sounded beside him, "You don't have one hand."

Qiao Ying glanced at him, who smiled softly.

Beer and spicy crayfish, these two things seem to be standard in summer, Qiao Ying thought as he drank, this is the second time he drank after passing through, the taste is the same as before, not much different, both are spicy.

At the end of the supper, several people in the banquet were almost full, especially the two little girls, who didn't care about gaining weight at all, and the remains of crayfish were piled up in front of them.

On the contrary, Lin Huaiyun ate the least. Before eating, he slowly finished the porridge that Qiao Ying brought him, and shared the soup-filled steamed bun with Qiao Ying.

He took off the plastic gloves, and the three assistants on the opposite side were still eating.

There was a faint smile in Lin Huaiyun's eyes. From the corner of his eye, he glanced to the side. Qiao Ying also took off his gloves at some point, and now he was looking at his phone with his head down.

The screen of the mobile phone glowed with a gloomy light, shining on his face and reflected in his eyes.

Lin Huaiyun asked aloud, "Why don't you eat?"

Hearing this, Qiao Ying raised his head, and his gaze stopped fixedly on his face. He squinted his eyes and looked again, and the corners of his lips curled abruptly, and he smiled.

The smile was not very obvious, but it really existed.

Lin Huaiyun was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but suffocate his breath.

Qiao Ying's tone was serious, and he answered his initial question, "I'm full, I can't eat any more."

There was something wrong with his appearance, but Lin Huaiyun didn't notice it, and he was all focused on that smile just now, only to feel that the itch in his heart that seemed to be there suddenly increased a lot, and his whole heart began to tremble. It became scratchy, as if someone was constantly dawdling in it.

Qiao Ying's position was next to the window, and the lights outside the window were just beginning to shine, across an abandoned river, on the other side of the bank were the lights of Wanjia.

He turned his head and took a look, and then he lay down by the window, staring out of the window, poking his fingertips on the cold glass surface, causing round dots of mist to form on it, but he never tired of it.

Lin Huaiyun recovered after a long time, and later realized that Qiao Ying's appearance was not right.

His eyes fell on the table in Qiao Ying's hand. There were several cans of beer on it, and the pull tabs were pulled open.

Lin Huaiyun reached out and picked them up one by one and shook them, only to find that the jars were all empty.

A somewhat unbelievable thought rose from his mind.

Qiao Ying...drunk?

The author has something to say: Lin Huaiyun in the previous chapter: He asked me ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Lin Huaiyun's journey in this chapter: ↑——↓↓↓——↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑↑.

What are the ups and downs of life, this is. (Sigh.)