In the restaurant, Xiao Ling is eating with his head stuffy. Xiao Ling is thinking while eating. Sometimes he looks at Lin Mengyao. Now the only one who worries about her is her.

Lin Mengyao feels Xiao Ling's sight, his head is low and his face is crimson.

Yun Xiaotian didn't know what to say. He was just a light bulb and buried himself in his meals.

"I'm done." Lin Mengyao's voice is like a mosquito.

"ah, er." Xiao lingleng replied without thinking for a moment, "then go to wash first."

"poof Coughing. "Yunxiaotian's meal came out directly, coughing.

Xu Qian at the other table almost spouted a dish.

Xiao...