Leng Shao's second-married private pet

In an instant, a delicious dish appeared on the plate.

"The first dish, deep sea love!"

Lin Yutong blinked in disbelief, looked at the lid, and picked up the plate again.

There is nothing special about this tableware, why did it suddenly become a delicacy?What exactly is going on?

Leng Mohan smiled lowly: "Wang Qing, it's your turn next!"

Lin Yutong glared at him unconvinced, raised her wine glass and drank it in one gulp, vowing that she would see clearly next time.

"It's such a waste of good wine for you to drink like this." Leng Mohan even forgot to tease her.

"Do it again!" Lin Yutong only stared at the second plate.

The waiter brought up the empty plate, Leng Mohan put his hand on it again and scratched it, showing a faint smile.

The waiter picked up the lid, and inside was another dish.

"This dish is called Biyi Shuangfei!"

Lin Yutong looked at all this in disbelief, if she didn't believe it for the first time.

Then the second time was already in front of her, she couldn't help but believe her eyes!

I could only resign myself to my fate and drank another glass of red wine. Ignoring the delicious taste of the wine, I continued to stare at the third plate:
"Again, I can't believe it!"

……

Until the seventh cup, Lin Yutong's little face was already flushed red by the wine, as bright and moving as peach blossoms in March.

When looking at things, there is already a faint haze, and it is obvious that he has lost consciousness, and he keeps saying:

"I don't believe it, do it again".

Leng Mohan looked at Lin Yutong who was almost drunk in front of him, his eyes were full of lingering feelings, with endless tenderness and endless hurt.

"Wangqing, you drank too much." Leng Mohan said softly.

"Go on, come again! I don't believe it!" Lin Yutong poured another glass of red wine, and was about to raise the glass to drink it up.

Her slender wrists were firmly held by a pair of big hands: "You're drunk! Stop drinking."

"I'm not drunk! I used to be able to drink a lot of wine..." Lin Yutong said with hazy drunken eyes.

"Isn't it? Why haven't I heard you say it? When did this happen?" Leng Mohan's heart tightened, and he asked eagerly.

"How could I tell you this...you never loved me...no matter where I am, what I do...

You always thought it was all my fault...you never helped me...why should I tell you...even our kids...uh..."

Lin Yutong hiccupped while talking, and the sadness in his eyes became thicker.

Leng Mohan sat on the spot without moving, but there was a huge wave in his heart. He could hardly restrain himself from the familiar face of the person who was close at hand.

He picked up the wine glass in Lin Yutong's hand, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, the hot feeling spread from his throat to the bottom of his heart.

"Who is Lin Yutong?"

"Lin Yutong...Lin Yutong is of course me..." Lin Yutong leaned against the table and smiled silly.

How could someone ask such a strange question, such a stupid question, isn't this asking knowingly?

She seemed to feel that something was wrong, and she couldn't remember it for a while. She was so sad that she finally lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Leng Mohan eagerly held her shoulders, seeing that blush little face sleeping soundly, a layer of disappointment spread across her face.

The outside door was suddenly pushed open.

"who is it?"

A young man walked in, looked at Lin Yutong who was lying on the table, and didn't care too much: "Did you get her drunk?"

Leng Mohan didn't speak.

"Why are you bothering?" The man seemed to be familiar with it:
"For this woman, he was transferred away. I don't want to talk about you. You can do it yourself."

Leng Mohan remained silent, picked up the woman lying on the table, turned and walked outside.

Originally, it looked like a plate full of delicacies, but at some point it turned into empty plates one by one, and they were placed there empty.

There was a cold wind blowing in from outside, blowing his hair.

He looked down at the drunk unconscious woman in his arms, with scars in his eyes.

If you are more interested in those dishes, really stretch out your chopsticks to taste them.

If you really care about me so much, why can't you see that those are just illusions created by lights?

It's a pity that you never seem to see me in your eyes!
If you have me in your heart, what dare I not do for you?
It seems that he has won this bet, but he is the one who lost the most, the loser of feelings...

……

The night was quiet.

Qin Zichuan was sleeping on a dirty and hard wooden bed, his eyes opened suddenly, he jumped up from the bed, and looked vigilantly at the darkness around him.

Reaching under the pillow, he found something cold and held it firmly in his hand. He couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Master, you can go back with us." The voice was cold and beyond doubt.

"I can't go back with you."

Qin Zichuan's expression was icy cold, his lovely peach eyes were full of cold light, and his voice was deep and cold:

"If you come here, don't blame me for being rude. Let me warn you first. I have a gun in my hand. Don't say that I don't care about you guys."

"Master, this is the master's order, don't blame us!" The voice outside still reminded.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a flash of silver light, and I don't know what it flew in directly.

Qin Zichuan only felt his whole arm go numb, and his whole body began to feel groggy.

"Damn!" He couldn't help but swear.

There is no one else who knows that he is here, only Lin Yutong!

He knew that Lin Yutong did this for his own good, and couldn't bear to see him stay in such a dirty place and become a sloppy person.

She hoped that he was as glamorous and human-like as before.

But he wanted to do something for her.

Even though she rejected him at the beginning, he still wanted to do something for her willingly, without expecting anything in return.

It was like this that he could feel at ease.

In the end, he still couldn't escape the fate of being captured by his father, and still couldn't escape her tricks.

The people outside quickly rushed in, picked up Qin Zichuan who was lying on the bed, and retreated quickly.

……

Leng Mohan hugged Lin Yutong and went straight back to his villa.

Mother Zhou opened the door and looked at her young master in surprise. The young master came back with a woman in his arms?

Since the young lady left, you haven't seen any other women except Miss Lin.

"Mother Zhou, go and make some hangover soup." Leng Mohan ordered lightly.

Zhou's mother agreed, and hurried to the kitchen, with a look of understanding in her eyes...