Yang Ke was a little worried. Seeing that the two didn't return for a long time, he got up and went to the bathroom.
As soon as he stepped into the door of the public area, he suddenly took his foot back.
She shivered with goosebumps: "It's so annoying."
Let's go eat her hot pot.
Meng Tang patted Wei Chuan's arm: "Are you okay?"
It just looked a little red. Wei Chuan estimated that she was a little stinging now, but it was bearable.
His eyes were filled with distress, and he subconsciously leaned over and blew on it. Meng Tang was startled and stepped back, throwing his wrist on the hard edge of the sink.
It hurts!
She bent over and held her wrist. For a moment, her heart, liver, spleen and lungs were trembling with pain.
"What are you hiding from?" Wei Chuan was almost furious, "Am I the God of Plague? Friends don't even have to do it after breaking up?"
"You should be more careful with your words." Meng Tang raised his head and glared at him, "Also, friends won't do the ambiguous actions just now."
He still had time to correct him on the word "breakup", Wei Chuan laughed angrily:
"Friends naturally won't make ambiguous moves towards you, but friends who like you may not be able to help it!"
He didn't even say hello when they met, he just got into the back seat, not wanting to sit with him, and avoided him knocking his hand...
Everything made Wei Chuan feel sour.
Meng Tang was speechless and looked at him without saying a word.
It wasn't until the hot pot restaurant manager came in and said he bought medicine that Meng Tang pushed Wei Chuan away and returned to his seat.
Yang Ke chewed the meat, his eyes constantly wandering on the two people opposite him.
Why do you feel that something is wrong when these two people went to the bathroom?
Furthermore, Wei Chuan didn't eat much.
Yang Ke took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Meng Tang: [What's wrong with you two? Not a word? 】
Meng Tang shook his head at her and made a "nothing" sign.
Afraid that she would ask again, Meng Tang put the cooked food on her plate.
Yang Ke protected the dinner plate and said, "Give Wei Chuan some, he won't eat much."
Wei Chuan turned half of his body to her, resting his hands on his cheekbones and looking at Meng Tang. He moved his eyes halfway, signaling Meng Tang to put the cooked food on his plate.
Mengtang smiled, reached into the spicy pot with a colander, and fished out a pile of beef with red pepper for him.
"Eat."
Wei Chuan opened his mouth slightly and chuckled, but Meng Tang had no choice but to lower his head and eat the beef that could kill a cow.
Just after taking two bites, I felt a burning sensation in my mouth.
Wei Chuan burst into tears instantly and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Coughing twice with discomfort in his throat, he picked up a second piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth.
Meng Tang can't stand it anymore, she is ashamed!
She took out a bottle of yogurt she bought before taking the bus from her bag, and touched the back of Wei Chuan's hand: "Don't eat it, I'll give you the yogurt."
Weichuan was so spicy that he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it all in one go.
Meng Tang looked at him guiltily and handed him a tissue: "Are you okay?"
Wei Chuan exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's not bad."
He could also eat some spicy food on weekdays, but today the spicy pot bottom was so hard and spicy that he couldn't bear it.
"Is it really okay?" Meng Tang was a little worried, don't eat him up again.
Wei Chuan wanted to say "It's okay", but when he saw her worried look, he changed his words: "It's a little uncomfortable."
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Meng Tang put down his chopsticks with a look of worry on his face.
Wei Chuan raised his head, traced his index finger from his Adam's apple all the way down to his abdomen, and said, "It's very hot from here to here."
Yang Ke was stunned, and the piece of meat caught with the tip of the chopsticks fell back to the bottom of the pot.
This Wei Chuan is so damn good at flirting!
Who is Meng Tang's opponent? He was stunned before he saw it.
Yang Ke shook her head, she was full!
Meng Tang blinked slowly: "What should we do?"
"It's okay." Wei Chuan pretended, "Let me take it easy."
Meng Tang whispered: "You shouldn't have eaten just now."
"You pinched it." Wei Chuan stretched his thin eyelids, "Can I not eat it?"
Meng Tang: "..."
Seeing that she was still staring at him, Wei Chuan said, "Okay, it's not spicy anymore. Hurry up and eat. I ordered a small dessert for you two. I don't know why it hasn't been served yet, so I'll remind you."
Yang Ke had eaten and drank enough and went to the bathroom.
Meng Tang wiped his hands, turned to ask Wei Chuan: "I have a question for you, why did you show up at the high-speed rail station? Did you pick me up?"
Meng Tang said sternly, "Yang can come to pick you up for me, can I still say no? Even if He's a classmate, I'll give him a ride."
Meng Tang said "Oh": "I didn't come to pick him up specially."
"I——"
"Okay." Yang Ke came over and interrupted Wei Chuan, "Let's go."
The three of them left the mall, and Wei Chuan asked casually: "Where are you going?"
Yang Ke told the address and followed suit: "This time, Meng Tang didn't go to your apartment because he wanted to accompany me. I'm sorry."
Wei Chuan looked magnanimous: "It's okay, I checked the navigation, and it's very close to the museum where she wants to work."
Meng Tang had no doubts at all, especially after seeing the house.
This is an ordinary two-story courtyard, but Yang Ke is a little surprised.
Rich people have really unique tastes.
Wei Chuan saw the confusion on her face, and while Meng Tang was packing her luggage, he said to Yang Ke:
"This is the place where my third sister filmed for the first time. She was reluctant to part with it and bought it at a higher price than the market price."
It turns out that rich people really do whatever they want.
"By the way, can you cook?" Wei Chuan asked Yang Ke.
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"If you are willing, make breakfast and dinner for her, and I will give you 20,000 yuan by the time school starts, plus food expenses."
Yang Ke's eyes widened: "How much?"
"Is it less?" Wei Chuan didn't know much about prices, "I'll give you more -"
"No, no." Yang Ke's voice trembled, "I didn't mean that. You are really a young master. You just cook a meal. You don't need to pay me. I can eat it myself." It's all in vain."
"No, no, no, don't transfer money to me." Yang Ke quickly stopped, "I'm making money from her boyfriend behind Meng Tang's back, so you're not afraid of her being angry."
Wei Chuan: "...Why are you angry?"
ifier.
Wei Chuan wanted to say something else, but Meng Tang came over.
She glanced at Wei Chuan doubtfully: "You haven't left yet?"
Wei Chuan: "..."
Yang Ke clicked his tongue: "Isn't there still some time? Who are you chasing? You two chat, I'll go upstairs and have a look."
Wei Chuan let them both live in the master bedroom, which was very large.
She asked Meng Tang, and Meng Tang did not object to sleeping together. The two of them could chat at night, and Yang Ke did not go to the guest bedroom.
Meng Tang waited for Yang Ke to leave, then said to Wei Chuan: "This is far from the school, aren't you going to gather today?"
Wei Chuan looked at the time and saw that he could indeed leave, but he couldn't move his feet.
It wasn't until Meng Tang urged him again that he turned around and walked out the door.
Mengtang stared blankly at the door. He didn't know how long it had passed before a figure who left and returned appeared in the empty space outside the door frame.
"How did you——"
"I was at the station today, and I didn't meet Yang Ke by chance. I knew you were coming, so I went there early in the morning and waited."
Wei Chuan arrived at the car, feeling exhausted no matter what, he ran back in one breath, thinking hard.