Chapter 110: My eyes are really **** (10)

Qin Hao loved to enter the kitchen, back to the restaurant behind him, just preparing to close the door, he heard a heavy "hey" behind him, she did not look back, but she knew that it was the sound of Gu Yusheng's bottle, he probably In a bad mood, the action of pulling the chair is particularly large, and the corner of the chair rubs against the ground to make a sharp and sharp noise.
Qin Yu loved the soup pot and returned to the table. Gu Yusheng was pouring wine.
He just thought that she was a transparent person. She didn't even look at her. Only Lu Bancheng and Wu Hao, who asked her to be busy, hurriedly sat down to eat.
Because of the rest of her life, Qin Yu loved the words of Lu Bancheng and Wu Hao, and there was no such thing as talking to them when she was not in the room. She looked up and smiled softly at the two people, gently "Well," he lowered his eyes and picked up the spoon to raise the soup.
Qin Yu loved the four bowls of soup, first handed a bowl to Lu Bancheng and Wu Hao, and then took another bowl and handed it to Gu Yusheng.
Gu Yusheng did not like Lu Bancheng and Wu Hao. When the soup bowl was handed in half, he was picked up. He didn’t see it. Qin’s love hand was handed to his eyes, and he ignored it.
Qin Yu love looked at Gu Yusheng quietly and found that the breath between the man's brow bones was slightly low. She knew that this was his unhappy reaction. In order to avoid provoking him, Qin Yu loved to put the bowl gently in front of him. At the table, even if I didn't even say a word, I quickly took back my hand and sat on my dining chair.
I don't know if it is an illusion, or if he sent too many fires to her, she is sensitive. Qin Yu loves that Gu Yusheng on the main table has lower air pressure.
Fortunately, Lu Bancheng and Wu Hao are in the same place. Both of them have been painting and painting. Gu Yusheng occasionally inserts a few words. Although there are only a few words in each sentence, the atmosphere on the table is not The stalemate is so rampant, so Qin Yu love did not face the tension and restraint of Gu Yusheng alone.
At the beginning, I talked about the men’s own affairs. Qin Yu loves to sit in the dining chair and eat his own meal silently. It seems that there is no such thing as quiet.
When the rice was eaten halfway, Wu Hao took the chopsticks and clipped the dishes in front of Qin Yu's love. Because the table was too big and was not caught, Qin Yu loved to see it.
Lu Bancheng saw that the plate was also stretched out at once: "Small, I want to."
After Qin Hao loved to give Lu Bancheng a dish, he saw that the soup bowl in front of him was empty, and asked casually: "Do you want to drink soup?"
Lu Bancheng handed over the soup bowl unceremoniously. When Qin Hao loved to give him a soup, he also gave Wu Hao a bowl.
She put down the spoon, just picked up the chopsticks and took a sip of the soup to Lu Bancheng. She was full of praise: "Oh, I never know that your craft is so good, it seems that I have to come over for a long time."
Something to do, some people like to eat, Qin Yu loves to be happy, she looked up and slammed into the half of the city and smiled and said: "Well, when do you want to eat, come over, want to eat, tell me in advance, I……"
Qin Yu’s words have not been finished yet. Gu Yusheng, who hasn’t snorted for a long time, suddenly dropped the chopsticks in his hand and slammed it on the table.