Su Xia said without hesitation: "Meat!"
Lu Jingyao smiled dumbly: "Then let's go eat meat."
There are quite a lot of restaurants near the hotel, most of which are eaten by crew members and actors. In the dark night, the neon signs are dazzling. Su Xia glanced at Lu Jingyao. After not seeing him for a few days, his profile was still perfect, hidden in the darkness.
Qingjun appeared in front of her suddenly like a god, telling her that she could talk to him if she was wronged.
Su Xia once again sighed that liking such a godly idol was the best decision she had ever made.
Su Xia felt so happy in her heart that she threw all her worries and bad emotions away. At the same time, her stomach growled. She subconsciously covered her stomach, moved her ears, and carefully raised her head after a moment. She met Lu Jingyao's eyes and smiled awkwardly.
The tips of his ears were pink.
Lu Jingyao chuckled at the cuteness.
"There's a barbecue restaurant over there, do you want to eat?"
Su Xia's eyes suddenly lit up, she nodded, the word "think" was already on the tip of her tongue, and her rationality suddenly returned.
She paused, sighed and shook her head: "Forget it, I still have to film tomorrow..."
Su Xia was able to control her mouth, which was rare, and finally decided to go eat noodles with Lu Jingyao.
The shop was very clean and not crowded. The two of them found a seat in a corner and sat down. Su Xia ordered a small bowl of beef noodles and a large bowl for Lu Jingyao. Then they looked around alertly, appearing very cautious.
"..." Lu Jingyao said helplessly, "If you are photographed, then you are photographed."
He paused, and his black eyes suddenly raised up, with some scrutiny: "You can have a scandal with Ling Zhiyan, but you don't want to have one with me?"
Su Xia waved her hands anxiously: "No, I'm in the spotlight and don't want to drag you into this."
It’s still unknown how people on the Internet will discuss her. If Lu Jingyao is dragged into this, she really won’t be able to resist posting ten Weibo posts in a row to respond to Zhu Zhengyi.
This kind of person makes a living by riding on the popularity of celebrities, like a dog-skin plaster. If Lu Jingyao is involved, he will definitely be very happy.
Su Xia put the phone aside so that she wouldn't be bothered by it.
Lu Jingyao looked at the little girl who said this calmly, and his eyes turned a little cold.
He never pays much attention to such things on the Internet. He just thinks that he should do his current job well and let others say whatever they want.
But he couldn't bear it with Su Xia.
Lu Jingyao lowered his eyes, the lines of his neck were smooth, and his expression was slightly tense.
His cold eyes fell on the phone. He opened Weibo and took a look. He tapped the screen to send a message, then opened WeChat. Just as he finished sending a sentence, a voice came from beside him.
"The noodles are coming."
The proprietress brought over two bowls of noodles and placed them in front of them with a smile. Immediately, curls of hot steam blew towards them.
The aroma made Su Xia even hungrier.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, more and more people started to come into the store.
Su Xia hurriedly went out with Lu Jingyao.
The humidity was very high at night, and the cold wind was like an icy knife, forcing Su Xia to wrap her coat tightly around her.
She looked at Lu Jingyao with a little worry, tugging at her clothes and said in a crisp voice: "Brother, are you cold?"
It looked like she would take off her coat immediately if he said he was cold.
Lu Jingyao had a faint smile in his eyes: "It's not cold."
My eyebrows and eyes melted away.
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