Ye Ming's Five-Split Life

"Huh, huh? Back to..."

"When will you get home, what do you want to eat..."

Ye Ming's technique of changing the topic is really not brilliant, but it's inexplicable. With Luo Zongyu's 90.00% and [-]% time to see through, Luo Zongyu was led by Ye Ming's nose. Luckily, Ye Ming didn't wait until he put down the phone. I can't believe it.

But Ye Ming was dumbfounded when he turned his head and saw a table full of men and women in the restaurant. There was a cabinet in the refrigerator for such a table. He seemed to have discussed the menu with Luo Zongyu just now...

So he is now—from thrift to extravagance?

Hearing the beep of hanging up the phone came from the phone, Luo Zongyu twirled the top of the phone around his fingertips twice, fell on the table with a click, failed to stabilize, and slid along the corner of the table to the ground with a bang.

Luo Zongyu picked it up with one foot, but instead of raising the fuselage, he kicked it far away with a bang.

Luo Zongyu sighed, got up and walked around the table to pick it up by himself.

Such a clumsy technique of changing the subject is really as simple and straightforward as others, but if you let it go, let it go, and accept it when you need it.

Luo Zongyu felt that he had a good grasp today.

After putting down the phone, Ye Ming first went to the locker room to find the sports and leisure clothes that Luo Zongyu said, and then went back to the table to eat the half-warmed lunch.

Without Luo Zongyu watching from the side, Ye Ming picked out a plate of sweet and sour short ribs, a plate of fish-flavored eggplant, and the bowl was empty, and the rest were sealed in the refrigerator intact.

The formation of some habits and concepts is really deep-rooted.

Not long after clearing the table, the deliveryman from Zhonghualou came to pick up the plate, and he was not the same as the one who delivered the food. The dark-skinned young man looked at Ye Ming with a frank and strange gaze, which made Ye Ming scratch his hands and didn't know himself. Something was wrong, I subconsciously covered my neck with my hand.

When changing clothes before meals, Ye Ming had already seen the red, purple and purple marks scattered on his chest. They were different from the finely divided purlins made by brushes, which were commonly known as strawberries. Embarrassed, he burned his face there, but after changing his clothes, he checked carefully, and there was nothing on his neck.

After sending the person away, Ye Ming immediately rushed to the bathroom to look in the mirror. There was indeed nothing abnormal, so why did the other person's eyes look so weird... It was strange that he was sweating coldly on his back.

He didn't know that Zhonghua Restaurant is the main orthodox Cantonese cuisine. People who go to eat or order food for delivery are all authentic and good Cantonese cuisine. From the freezer!

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