After rebirth, I collapse every day

In other words, it's not perfect yet, Mu Qing pursed her lips tightly, and sighed faintly.

Turning around and returning to the fitting mirror, Mu Qing looked at her reflection in the mirror, gently stroked the dress with both hands, and unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.

While in a daze, Mu Qing didn't notice the extra figure in the mirror. It wasn't until the hot breath came from her ear that Mu Qing came back to her senses and subconsciously turned to avoid it.

In a hurry, Mu Qing forgot the high heels on her feet, accidentally sprained her feet, and immediately exclaimed: "Ah!"

Mu Qing fell backwards unsteadily, Feng Shiyi was startled, and quickly reached out to wrap his arms around Mu Qing's slender waist, holding her tightly in his arms.

With both hands powerlessly clung to Feng Shiyi's chest, Mu Qing gasped in shock.

"Are you okay?" Feng Shiyi asked in a cold voice, an imperceptible look of worry flashed across his eyes.

Mu Qing just came back to her senses, and shook her head blushing: "I'm fine, thank you."

At this time, neither of the two noticed that a flash light flickered in the corner.

Breaking free from Kaifeng Shiyi's embrace, Mu Qing turned her face away in a panic, not daring to look at Feng Shiyi's face at all.

Thump, thump... The heartbeat tended to speed up slightly, and Mu Qing's cheeks became even more pink.

"Move your ankle to see if it's sprained." Feng Shiyi didn't notice Mu Qing's reaction, and stared at Mu Qing's ankle.

According to Yan, she moved her ankle, and after making sure it was all right, Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go and change the shoes back." Feng Shiyi frowned and looked at Mu Qing's shoes, and said coldly.

Mu Qing nodded slightly, if it wasn't for this dress, she wouldn't wear high heels.

Slowly returning to the dressing room, Mu Qing quickly changed back into her clothes and shoes, and walked out with the gown.

Remembering that Feng Shiyi had paid the money just now, Mu Qing couldn't help but feel a little helpless: "Actually, I just want to try it, I don't intend to buy it."

"Keep it for later, so that there will be no further problems with the dress." Feng Shiyi glanced coldly at the shopping guide, who hurried forward to help pack it.

Mentioning this incident, Mu Qing's fair cheeks flushed red, Feng Shiyi actually remembered the accident in the dress before...

With a light cough, Mu Qing bit the milk tea habit to ease the embarrassment: "Shi Yi, do you still want to go shopping?"

Feng Shiyi ordered the shopping guide to send the dress to the hotel, then turned to look at Mu Qing: "Not going for now, accompany me to dinner."

After all, Feng Shiyi took the lead to walk towards the restaurant in the mall.

Hearing the word "eat", Mu Qing's eyes lit up immediately, and she quickly followed Feng Shiyi's pace.

When he arrived at the door of the restaurant, Feng Shiyi turned his head to look at Mu Qing, and said coldly, "What do you want to eat?"

what to eatMu Qing looked around, there were all kinds of restaurants, and as a foodie, she couldn't help but feel a little tangled.

Suddenly, a scent wafted over, and Mu Qing took a deep breath, it was the smell of spicy hot pot!
Mu Qing pointed to the Chuanshu hot pot on one side: "Let's go eat hot pot!"

hot pot?Feng Shiyi raised his eyebrows slightly, and followed Mu Qing into the hot pot restaurant noncommittally.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracted the attention of everyone in the store as soon as they entered the store.

Seeing that the identities of the two were extraordinary, the manager walked out from the counter and personally led the two to a quiet place.

"Excuse me, what do you want?" The manager asked politely.

"Come here for the spicy pot of course." Mu Qing replied as a matter of course, not paying any attention to Feng Shiyi who was hesitating to speak.

The manager has noticed it, but it's hard to say it clearly, so he can only suggest tactfully: "This store also has a special tomato pot, do you want to taste it?"

Tomato...Mu Qing thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "That's fine, let's cook the mandarin duck."

"Okay." The manager nodded slightly, took the menu recorded by Mu Qing, turned and left.

Looking at the manager's back, Feng Shiyi narrowed his eyes slightly. It's rare to find someone who can look at people like this.

Soon, a pot of red soup was brought to the table, and Mu Qing's eyes were full of anticipation.

Feng Shiyi frowned slightly, there were no peppers and tomatoes at the bottom of these two pots, which one is the tomato pot?

Looking up, seeing Mu Qing happily eating the soup on the right, Feng Shiyi directly put his chopsticks into the soup pot on the left.

As soon as a mouthful of beef entered his throat, a burst of spicy taste hit him instantly, and Feng Shiyi's eyes turned red.

Picking up the water glass in front of him and drinking it in one gulp, Feng Shiyi already felt very hot, and the more he endured it, the hotter he felt.

Mu Qing, who was eating meat, finally realized something was wrong, raised her head with the meat in her mouth, and looked at Feng Shiyi blankly: "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Shiyi only felt a sharp pain in his throat and couldn't speak at all.

Looking at Feng Shiyi's appearance, and then at the bottom of the pot in front of him, Mu Qing asked in disbelief, "You can't eat spicy food, can you?"

Seeing Feng Shiyi nodding, Mu Qing was shocked, asked the manager for a cup of yogurt, and handed it to Feng Shiyi: "Why don't you eat tomato pot if you can't eat spicy food? Drink this quickly."

Feng Shiyi would never tell Mu Qing about the fact that he couldn't tell the bottom of the pot.

Picking up the cup, Feng Shiyi drank the ice-cold yogurt quickly, the silky feeling entered his throat, and the spicy feeling was dispelled a lot.

With a cup of yogurt in his stomach, Feng Shiyi finally felt relieved a lot, and looked up at Mu Qing: "Why don't you eat spicy food?"

"Because I think the tomato pot is also delicious..." As she said that, Mu Qing suddenly realized something was wrong, and looked at Feng Shiyi playfully: "Shi Yi, you can't tell the difference between the two pot bottoms, right?"

"Ahem..." Feng Shiyi pursed his thin lips tightly, and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Seeing Feng Shiyi's reaction, Mu Qing immediately understood her truth, and couldn't stop laughing in her heart: "Shi Yi, the spicy pot is darker than the tomato pot."

After all, Mu Qing lowered her head and ate the food in front of her, but her trembling shoulders betrayed her.

Feng Shiyi glared at Mu Qing with a dark face, and picked up chopsticks to eat the food in the tomato pot. It was sweet and sour, and tasted pretty good.

While eating the boiled meat, Mu Qing peeked at Feng Shiyi from time to time, with a smile that couldn't be concealed from the corner of her lips.

Unexpectedly, Feng Shiyi, who is all-powerful, can't eat spicy food, and he can't tell the bottom of the pot...

After eating, Mu Qing patted her stomach contentedly: "I'm full."

At this time, the manager of the restaurant came to the two of them with two servings of ice cream: "Since the amount of money you spend is relatively high, this is the ice cream that the store gave you as a gift."

Looking at the creamy white ice cream and blueberry sauce, Mu Qing suddenly moved her index finger: "Thank you."

After thanking him, Mu Qing took the ice cream and couldn't wait to eat it.

The ice-cold feeling, the silky milky taste, and the slightly sour blueberry sauce are perfect!

The ice cream that was handled neatly, Mu Qing glanced at the other ice cream with unsatisfied interest.

Seeing this, Feng Shiyi's eyebrows twitched: "Mu Qing, you seemed to say that you were full just now."

"You don't understand, women always have two stomachs, one for eating and one for dessert."