Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

Li Lianhua lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea. When the waiter came to serve the dishes, she calmly wiped the water stains on the table with her sleeve. A bowl of stir-fried beef, steamed fish, garlic crab roe, and osmanthus cake were served.

"Sir, please enjoy your meal." The waiter said cheerfully and then left.

A rich aroma rose from the table, the salty aroma of the food and the fragrant spice of osmanthus hit the nose directly.

The fragrance blended with the aroma of the food, tempting her appetite and making her frown slightly.

Looking around, there were many hidden gazes, looking at the two of them openly and covertly. Qin Changsheng twirled his fingers around her silky hair, looking at him sideways with a faint look in his eyes.

After being stared at by her for a long time, the two of them stared at each other. Li Lianhua didn't understand what she meant: "?"

Qin Changsheng sighed and took a bite of the steamed fish with chopsticks. The thick white soup boiled over a high fire wrapped around the crystal clear fish meat, which was fresh, fragrant and delicious.

The woman opened her lips slightly, put the fish into her mouth, and rolled it into her throat. She sang softly and elegantly, showing the unique charm of Jiangnan women to the fullest.

But in the next moment, Qin Changsheng frowned, spat the fish residue in his mouth into the bowl, covered his chest, and frowned unconsciously.

The performance was so obvious, the food was even at her lips, if Li Lianhua didn't understand, she would be a fool. She quickly put down her teacup and asked with genuine concern: "What's wrong?"

Qin Changsheng pressed his chest: "I feel a little sick...uncomfortable..."

Seeing her face turn pale, the waiter quickly stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what's wrong? The dish is not to your taste. Can I make it again for you?"

Li Lianhua quickly poured her some water and fed her some. After she felt better, she softly asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Put on enough drama.

The waiter was also nervously waiting for Qin Changsheng's next words. Qin Changsheng grabbed Li Lianhua's sleeves and fell into his arms with a soft and boneless look. He said in a trembling voice: "Help me to rest..."

Li Lianhua lowered her eyes slightly, and helplessly covered her clothes with her hands, keeping a suitable distance. However, a faint rose scent came to her nose, a sweet but pleasant fragrance. This rose spice weighed at least a hundred taels.

She was not stingy with herself.

What a weirdo.

......

Like him, I am a person with secrets, which is good. We don't interfere with each other and it is easier to draw a clear line between us.

Li Lianhua thought to herself with some amusement.

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As Qin Changsheng stepped into the room, he immediately stood up straight. The warm touch slipped away from his fingertips. Li Lianhua unconsciously closed her five fingers, and there seemed to be a subtle sense of loss in her.

Qin Changsheng walked to the window of the wing room. The windows of the wing room upstairs were open for ventilation. He only needed to open the window to see the scene in the backyard.

Qin Changsheng leaned against the window and pulled out a golden hairpin from his bun. A strand of ink-black hair fell from his bun, hanging down to his chest, swaying gently in the wind.

The sound of a golden hairpin falling to the ground drew Li Lianhua's curious gaze. She came to the other side of the window and rolled on the ground with a loud noise.

The two of them waited for a while with their eyes downcast. When they heard no footsteps downstairs, they looked at each other tacitly. Li Lianhua turned over and went downstairs swiftly. She strolled over lazily and picked up the hairpin that had fallen on the ground. She curled her lips and chuckled, then held it in her palm.

Easily walking into the inn's kitchen from the backyard, the waiter was talking to a thin, short man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks. Li Lianhua hid in a corner against the wall and listened to their conversation.

The waiter frowned and said impatiently: "You put human flesh in the dishes again? Didn't I tell you to throw it into the mass grave?"

"They can't tell the difference. They put so many spices in it, human meat and pork look the same. Besides, I haven't made any bills recently, so how can I afford to buy groceries?"

"If you're lazy, stop making excuses. And you better not feed me that mess of yours, or I'll kill you."

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