private marriage

After this word, it's the word shit.

Seeing Ling Chengxian quickly push away the chair, Ren Ran seemed to want to vomit, but his mouth was completely swallowed.

The smell of mustard hit his nostrils, his nose was sore, even his eyes were sore, and tears kept coming out.

"Fourth Young Master!" Si Yan hurried forward, took a tissue and handed it to him, but he would vomit but couldn't, so Ren Ran hurriedly handed over the coconut milk on hand. "Take a sip quickly."

"Did you eat something?"

"That's right, what's the matter?" Someone's voice came to Ling Chengxian's ears.

Ling Chengxian took several sips of coconut milk before he recovered, but his eyes were a little red. He glanced at Ren Ran and then at the bowl of abalone soup.

"What's wrong?" Ren Ran was puzzled.

"Did you drink just now?"

Ren Ran shook her head lightly, "I was burned, I vomited all over."

Ling Chengxian rolled down his throat, beckoning the waiter next to him, "What's going on?"

"Hello, what's wrong?"

"You can have a sip yourself." Ling Chengxian spoke with a nasal voice, and the waiter picked up the soup cup on the table without using a spoon, and tasted it lightly.

She frowned quickly. Fortunately, she was prepared, so she just tasted it, "I'm sorry, I'll find our manager right away."

"No need." Ling Chengxian was uncharacteristically, "You go out first."

The waiter didn't know why, but since Ling Chengxian didn't pursue it, it was a good thing she wished for, so she hurriedly left the box.

Ling Chengxian picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth. "Who did it?"

Everyone at the table looked at each other in blank dismay, Ren Ran straightened his back, with an innocent look on his face. "Is there something wrong?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Ling Chengxian pressed the tip of his tongue into the corner of his lips, "If I want to check, it's too easy, and everyone will be embarrassed by then."

"Fourth Young Master, is this burning your mouth or something..."

"There are other ingredients in this soup."

"What?" The man beside him threw the spoon back just as he was about to drink. "Then hurry up and find someone from the hotel to come over and ask for clarification."

Ling Chengxian stared at the woman sitting opposite, "Don't shout, because there is something wrong with this soup."

The woman dodged her eyes and wrung her hands nervously, which ruined Ling Chengxian's good mood. "Since I like tearing my face apart, I'll ask Si Yan to check it out. It's nothing more than bribed the waiter who served the food just now, right? Let me ask when the time comes, I can't control my temper."

The man opposite didn't react at first. He glanced at his female companion's face, but saw that she was nervous, and no small movements in her hands could escape his eyes.

"You didn't do it, did you?"

The woman was even more flustered when she was asked this question. "Old Liu."

He slapped her on the back of the head angrily, "Is that you?"

"I'm sorry, I just put some mustard, I'm just so angry..."

"You—" The man's face was livid, what a character Ling Chengxian is, and it was so hard for him to have a meal together, which was completely ruined by this unsatisfactory thing.

"Old Liu, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore." The woman pulled his sleeve, and only then did she realize she was afraid. The soup finally entered Ling Chengxian's mouth.

"You are really..." The man threw his hand away angrily, but who let her be favored, no matter how reluctant she was, "Fourth Young Master, I'm really sorry, I should apologize."

"Mr. Huang, what a big deal," Ling Chengxian said with a smile on his face, "Don't worry about small things."

Ren Ran didn't expect Ling Chengxian to be so generous, isn't he always a person who will take revenge?

"Four young masters really have a lot of adults."

At this time, Ling Chengxian pushed away the chair, and he took the soup cup in one hand and came to the woman, "Do you usually like to eat mustard?"

"No, it's not."

Ling Chengxian walked between the two of them and patted the man on the shoulder, "Women, please tolerate them, right?"

"Yes, yes, what Fourth Young Master said is true."

"Just drink this bowl of soup until there is not a drop left, and drink what you put down by yourself, isn't it too much?"

The woman bit her lip, staring at the soup, eyes full of grievances. "Old Liu."

How can Lao Liu accept what she does now, this idiot doesn't know why he is so courageous, "Drink it."

Otherwise, this matter cannot be improved.

"It's not like you don't know that I can't eat mustard. If I eat it, I will be allergic and have red spots all over my body." Isn't this a joke with her life?
Hearing this, Ling Chengxian said sadly at the side, "Me too, I'm short of breath now, I'm afraid I have to go to the hospital."

The woman hesitated, and the few people at the table looked at the scene really ugly, "Old Liu, you see that you don't usually discipline well, and sometimes things really have to be done according to the occasion."

Lao Liu picked up the soup and was about to pour it into the woman's mouth, so scared that she quickly reached out to take it. "I'll just do it myself."

She drank it in one gulp, her eyes and nose were sore from choking, and she was about to spit it out, Ling Chengxian pressed his palm on her shoulder. "You have to swallow it all, and drink another bowl after spitting it out."

The woman gulped and drank all of it, but her face was extremely ugly, and she quickly reached for the juice glass in front of her.

Seeing this, Ling Chengxian put his hand on the rim of the cup, "It tastes good, don't you want to savor it?"

The woman burst into tears, her eyes were red, and old Liu Chu didn't say a word, Ling Chengxian moved his hands away, and then sat back in his seat.

After dinner, Ren Ran followed Ling Chengxian to go back to the hotel, and the two got into the car.

Ren Ran saved a schedule in his mobile phone, "Are you going to the pharmaceutical factory tomorrow?"

The man sitting next to him didn't answer, Ren Ran subconsciously looked at him, but saw that he was staring at her non-stop.

"What's wrong?" Ren Ran asked lightly.

There was an unclear smile on the corner of his mouth, and Ren Ran touched his face. "Is there something on it?"

"You gave me that bowl of soup."

"I thought it was too hot, so..."

"So, you gave it to me."

Ren Ran laughed dryly, and Ling Chengxian went on to say, "Have you tasted the mustard in it? You don't want to suffer from being dumb, but your words don't carry much weight. The best way is to let me drink it."

Ren Ran pretended not to understand, "Do you think I did it on purpose?"

"Don't tell me your taste buds didn't work at that time."

"I'm so hot, the tip of my tongue is numb."

"Ren Ran, you did it on purpose."

"Don't dare, dare not," as long as Ren Ran doesn't admit to this kind of thing, can he still hold her short? "I can't do that."

"You said your tongue was scalded, what evidence do you have?"

How to prove this, "When it's scalded, it's scalded."

Just as Ren Ran finished speaking, she saw a figure looming in front of her, accompanied by a man's hoarse voice. "Really, then I'll try it."