Later, he always ate at the same table with Han Yurou. She spoke softly and looked like a fairy, which made him useless.

This is still the case today.

She lowered her head as she ate the vegetables, her manners were elegant, the white pearl pendants in her ears were bright and smooth under the light, her shoulders were thin, her neck was slender, and a few strands of hair fell down.

Rong Jincheng stared at her for several minutes.

As soon as Han Yurou raised her head, he looked away again.

She probably realized that he was looking at him just now, and her beautiful dark eyes moved slightly.

"Do you really don't want to eat shrimp?" Rong Jincheng put on disposable gloves and took one. The cooked lobster was particularly attractive. It was red with pepper sprinkled on it. He said deliberately, "It smells very fragrant. Why don't you eat it?"

It’s not a shame, it’s the most fun to eat in the summer.”

"Don't eat."

"You don't want to peel it, right? Are you afraid of the taste of lobster?" Rong Jincheng raised his eyebrows.

Han Yurou: "..."

"Tell me earlier, I'll peel it off for you. I'm very good at it." Rong Jincheng raised his eyebrows.

Anyway, he has always been unable to do serious things and is very good at crooked ways.

Rong Jincheng quickly peeled open a shrimp, cut off the tail, opened the shell, and quickly peeled out the white shrimp meat.

He also dipped her in the soup thoughtfully, and then threw it into her bowl: "Have a taste."

"If you don't want to eat it, don't peel it off for me." Han Yurou refused.

"You taste it first."

Han Yurou then ate the piece of shrimp meat. It tasted good. It was spicy and spicy with five-spice condiments. It was very special. It was also mixed with secret seasonings.

Rong Jincheng looked in a good mood, laughed, and peeled a few more.

Han Yurou was still thinking about Pan Wenguang and frowned slightly.

"You haven't told me what kind of person Pan Wenguang is and how I should deal with him." she asked.

"I'm just a villain. I'm pretty much the same as I used to be." Rong Jincheng didn't hide it, "But I'm different from him now. I'm not the same person. Don't get me wrong. As for the solution, I'll help you think of it. If you trust me,

My words."

Where can anyone trust Han Yurou now?

She was silent.

Rong Jincheng looked into her eyes: "Do you believe me?"

"Please help me think of a solution. If Pan Wenguang stops pestering me, I will treat you to dinner."

"..." Rong Jincheng said silently, "I look like someone who can't afford to eat?"

"I can buy you a gift."

"Oh, pen? I don't want it. I don't like to study."

"..."

Rong Jincheng put the white shrimp meat in her bowl: "You can eat them, they are delicious."

All right.

Han Yurou couldn't refuse.

Take advantage of others' short-handedness and take advantage of others' soft-mouthedness.

Rong Jincheng drank some beer, and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead. He was a little hot, but very comfortable.

"When I was studying at Stanford, also in the United States, every hot summer, I liked to go to the beach with a few plastic friends to rent a very large villa. A group of people would drink beer, barbecue, sing, and have fun on the high terrace.

Just an all-nighter." Rong Jincheng laughed dumbly when he thought of the past, just like a dream.

Han Yurou said nothing.

Rong Jincheng seemed to be talking to himself. He became more interested and talked more.

"You must be different from me. When you were studying in Cambridge, you were a good girl with excellent grades, right? You are soft and weak, and many boys pursue that kind." In fact, he had never heard Han Yurou say anything about her, because she would not talk to her.
Chapter completed!