Haunted by a super flirtatious little milk dog

This is a very authentic Chongqing hot pot, and the air is filled with the smell of numbing and spicy.

After being seated, Ben Dong and Gong Cheng took off their coats, Ben Dong wore a khaki sweater, Gong Cheng wore a black sweater.

The woolen sweaters of both of them are high-necked and solid-colored. At first glance, they look a bit like couples' outfits for no reason.

The hot pot restaurant was very lively, and the huge store was full of seats.

The waiter brought the menu, and Gong Cheng politely signaled Ben Dong to order first.Wen Dong's back hurts like hell, and he didn't have the time to be polite to Gong Cheng, so he took the menu and ordered a few dishes that he usually eats, and then handed the menu to Gong Cheng.

The first thing Gong Cheng did when he took the menu was not to order, but to order something according to Bentong.

Hairy tripe, beef, mutton, shrimp paste, fish paste, beef balls... a pile of meat followed by a lonely lettuce.

Yes, it is an out-and-out carnivore.

Gong Cheng smiled calmly, and then hooked up several kinds of vegetables, which are nutritious and healthy with a combination of meat and vegetables.

"What do you want for the bottom of the pot? Can you eat spicy food?" Gong Cheng asked.

In the old days, Bentong would definitely be a person who liked spicy food, but today he was not feeling well, feeling that he couldn’t handle spicy food, so he said: “Mandarin duck pot, I don’t like spicy food.”

Hearing this, Gong Cheng drew a tick in front of "Mushroom Soup Pot".

The bottom of the pot, dishes and ingredients were quickly served. Gong Cheng arranged a bowl of coriander, shallot, sesame oil, chili oil and other ingredients neatly in front of Bentong, so that he could make his own ingredients.

Ben Dong wanted to stretch out his arms to grab the coriander, but just as soon as he raised his hand, his entire back was in pain, and thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"It's hot?" Gong Cheng noticed that Wen Dong was sweating, and thought he was steamed by the heat of the hot pot, so he took the paper on the table and opened it, and handed it to Wen Dong, "Wipe Wipe the sweat."

Bentong sweats not because of heat, but because of pain.But he has such a stubborn and obstinate character, he would rather suffer himself to death than complain to others.

Wen Dong nodded, took out a piece of paper, and wiped it on his face carelessly, the bangs on his forehead were messed up by him, and his already fair face became paler and paler under the steaming heat.

At first, Gong Cheng didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that Bentong was just hot, but as he ate, he felt that something was wrong with the person in front of him.

He didn't serve food or meat, Gong Cheng didn't mind serving Bentong the whole time, but he didn't seem to have any appetite when he put the cooked vegetables and meat in his bowl, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood when talking.

It was said that he was too tired after working all day, but this person did not rest on the back of the chair, but sat upright all the time, with his back straight.

Besides, Bentong's face didn't look bloody at all. Normal people eat hot pot and drink beer in the cold winter months, and the more they eat, the hotter they will be, and their faces will be flushed.But the more this person eats, the more he feels that he is sweating?

Gong Cheng picked up a piece of hairy belly with serving chopsticks and rinsed it, then put it on the small plate in front of Ben Tongjiu.Asked: "Tired from work today?"

"It's okay." Wen Dong looked at the shaved belly in front of him, feeling a little sorry, "Well, Gong Cheng, you don't need to help me with the food, I will do it myself."

Gong Cheng looked at Ben Dongjiu through the steaming heat, his gaze was unavoidable.

"Ben Tong, are you feeling unwell today?"

"Ah!?" Wen Dong touched his face subconsciously, thinking, is it so obvious?But he still said: "No! It's all right!"

Gong Cheng put down his chopsticks, folded his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly.

The two people's small table was not very big, Gong Cheng was tall and had a long neck, his face almost crossed half of the table and moved in front of Ben Dongjiu.

"You can tell me," Gong Cheng stared at Ben Dongjiu with his light amber eyes, as if there was some kind of mysterious charm, "Anything is fine."

At that moment, Bentong felt that he had lived for 25 years and had never seen such beautiful and moving eyes in reality.

Ben Dong felt that his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

"I..." Wen Dong adjusted his breathing, and said honestly, "I'm sorry, actually something happened today. I'm not feeling well, so..."

"What's wrong with you?" Gong Cheng's tone became tense.

Wen Dong would not lie, and there was absolutely no need to lie to Gong Cheng, so he made an unannounced visit during the day to pay migrant workers in arrears, met rude bodyguards, and had a fight with them in order to stand out for Zhang Yi. Say it again.

Gong Cheng listened very seriously, as if he was listening to a legendary novel.After listening, he folded his arms and leaned on the seat, and nodded thoughtfully.

"I really can't see..."

"What can't you see?"

"It turns out that you are still a hero who fights for righteousness, Hero Wen, I'm sorry." Gong Cheng said, and bowed to Wen Dong with his fists clasped.

Wen Dong was amused: "You can pull it down, I have seen a hero who is so embarrassed, and he was hurt when he saw the injustice."

"I'll accompany you to the hospital after dinner." Having said this, Gong Cheng became nervous again.

But Ben Dong had an expression of indifference: "No, I guess I just got bruises from the bump, just go back and get some blood stasis medicine. There's no need to go to the hospital."

Wen Dong just said that the cloud is calm and the wind is light, and he didn't mention at all that he was pushed onto the filing cabinet with all his strength by a 160-jin strong man, and smashed the iron door of the cabinet into a big hole.

Hearing this, Gong Cheng was not in the mood to eat anymore, he casually fished some food out of the pot, stuffed it into his mouth, and said, "I'll take you back when you're done eating, and help you look at the wound on your back by the way."

The two-bedroom apartment that Bendong rented has never invited anyone, not even Zhang Yi.Originally, he didn't intend to let Gong Cheng give him a gift, what is there for a big man to give him.But when he thought that his back was injured, even if he went back, at most he could only apply medicine to himself in front of the mirror, so he might as well ask someone to help him.

Thinking of this, Wen Dong didn't refuse anymore, and nodded in agreement.

Gong Cheng called the waiter to pay the bill, but Wen Dong stood up directly and said to the waiter, "I'll go to the bar with you to pay the bill."

Gong Cheng didn't say anything after hearing this, but just made a "please" gesture in a gentlemanly manner.

Ben Dong doesn't like being in debt to him, he knows it.

Gong Cheng stared blankly at Ben Dongjiu's tall and tall back with his chin propped on one hand, and began to vaguely look forward to the beautiful scene of the two of them getting together alone when they arrived at his home in a while.

Gong Cheng squinted his eyes for a long time before looking away and picked up the phone.

"Master Gong!"