Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Su Qiao remembers that this man seems to be 27, or 28?

Lu Jingheng: "..." This woman was specially sent by God to fight him, right?

"Well, you don't really need to worry about your looks. You look quite tender. You shouldn't be able to tell that you're that old."

Su Qiao continued to beat him.

Lu Jingheng: "..." Can you remove the last sentence?

Xiaosheng is grateful.

Forget it, don't care about the little girl.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Jingheng put on a very handsome inviting pose:

"Would the beautiful Miss Su mind having a meal with this handsome and cool man in front of you?"

"But I like to eat with real little fresh meat, it's easier to eat."

Su Qiao smiled, but didn't get out of the car.

Lu Jingheng's face was full of black lines.

Can you stop spinning around on this 'tender or tender'?

"Didn't you say that you like handsome and cool?" Xiao Xianrou or something, how can a mature man like him be attractive?

Su Qiao raised her eyebrows: "Women are fickle, don't you even hear that?"

"..." Haven't heard of it before, I contributed for the first time today.

"However, for the sake of your enthusiasm, I'll make it difficult for me to have a meal with you?"

Su Qiao finally got out of the car to save face.

"..." Reluctantly?

Does she know how many women squeeze their heads and want to have a meal with him?

Seeing his constipation, Su Qiao was a little unhappy, "What? Don't want to invite me? That's just..."

Lu Jingheng hurriedly interrupted her: "What kind of food do you want to eat? Western food, or R-style food, or what?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Let's go eat hot pot."

Lu Jingheng's expression froze.

He... can't eat spicy...

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An hour later, in the box of a hot pot restaurant.

"Oh, you can't eat spicy food, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"..." Who interrupted him every time when he wanted to order Mandarin Duck Hot Pot, or one of each?

"Looking at you now, your nose is red and red, your mouth is swollen like a sausage, and your eyes are red. I don't know. I thought what happened to you."

"..." Who kept serving me vegetables, urging me to eat?

You are 'what happened to me'.

'call'

Lu Jingheng exhaled a hot breath, holding back the discomfort in his stomach: "I'll take you back."

Seeing him seems really uncomfortable, Su Qiao regretted a little.

"No, I've already asked the driver to pick me up. You should quickly ask your assistant to pick you up. Remember to eat some fire medicine when you go back."

"it is good."

Lu Jingheng didn't insist anymore.

After the driver of the Su family picked up Su Qiao, he quickly got into the assistant's car and went home.

More than half an hour later, just as Su Qiao came out of the shower and was wiping her hair, she received a call from a man.

The voice was a little hoarse and weak: "Did you do it on purpose tonight?"

Su Qiao was stunned, and quickly pretended to be stupid: "Don't talk nonsense, I am a kind person, how could I do such a thing?"

Lu Jingheng's tone was very determined: "I know you did it on purpose, have you calmed down now?"

Su Qiao continued to act stupid: "I don't understand what you are saying."

After waiting for a while, when Su Qiao thought the other party was about to hang up, a man's voice came from the opposite side again.

But the voice was weak, with a little grievance: "My stomach hurts now."

Su Qiao was shocked: "Have you had diarrhea?"

People who don't eat spicy food will eat too much spicy food, and the stomach will not be able to bear it.

"Well, my stomach is also very uncomfortable." The man's voice became even weaker, as if suppressing unspeakable pain.

Su Qiao really regretted it now, and was a little anxious: "Then take some medicine quickly, or go to the hospital for a look?"

She knew that he couldn't eat spicy food, but she didn't expect it to be so inedible.

"I have no medicine. I live alone and have no one to take care of me."