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Chapter 30 Maybe the dish is too spicy

Lin Jing washed up and went downstairs with his mobile phone. It was almost ten o'clock in the morning, and the whole villa was still quiet. Even the Samoyed who was locked in a cage on the first floor was listless as if he hadn't woken up. Lying on the blanket, when he heard the sound of the elevator door, he glanced at Lin Jing for a long time, until Lin Jing walked over, and then wagged his tail perfunctorily.

Lin Jing drank a glass of water and opened the dog cage.

Samoyed propped his legs on the ground and stretched his waist long, until he saw Lin Jing changing his shoes, then he immediately jumped out of the cage in good spirits, and followed Lin Jing out of the door with twists and turns.

When Lin Jing was walking the dog, he stopped by the place where Sheng Guan took her to yesterday, and bought a few sandwiches.

She was hungry, and on the way back she took one apart and ate it while walking. When she got home, Lin Jing put enough dog food for the dog first, then put the packed sandwiches on the dining table, found a piece of white paper and left a note. After the dog had eaten and drank enough, he sent it back to the cage before going back upstairs.

Lin Jing, who had nothing to do, continued to draw half of the painting last night.

Today's inspiration and hand feel are very good. By the time she finished drawing in one go, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

She did the final processing of the drawing and uploaded it to Weibo. After the post was successful, she picked up the phone.

There are two new messages on the phone, both from Lan Bowen, the first one was an hour ago, and the second one was 5 minutes ago.

Lambert: Thanks for breakfast.

Lambowen: I'm going downstairs for dinner.

Xiaojing sauce: OK.

After replying to the message, Lin Jing went to the bathroom, and when she came out, she walked downstairs with her mobile phone and clicked on Weibo.

She is very popular now, and she has just finished drawing the uploaded picture, and she has collected thousands of replies in a short time.

Lin Jing clicked on the popular building, scanned it all over, and gave the group of scolding fans who came here with the title of Yang Sinian or GDT fans a big gift bag for blacklisting.

Lin Jing was getting excited when the elevator stopped.

She looked up and saw the grand occasion through the opening door.

She subconsciously locked the phone.

Sheng Jin is wearing white short sleeves, the neckline is a little too big, revealing a small section of perfectly lined collarbone. He has just washed his face, and his naturally drooping bangs are wet. The hair on the back of his head should be just waking up and unkempt, a little messy .

He looked like he hadn't woken up, and walked into the elevator with drooping eyelids. When he saw her, he was obviously stunned for a moment, then fell silent for two seconds, and said "uh".

In the restaurant, everyone was present except for the two of them.

A group of people were so hungry waiting for them, when the two of them sat down, He Wang immediately handed over two pairs of chopsticks.

Lin Jing thanked subconsciously and raised her hand to pick it up, but just as her fingertips left the table, both pairs of chopsticks were picked up by the grand occasion.

Lin Jing turned her head and saw that Sheng Kuan put one pair of chopsticks on the bowl, took the other pair and gently broke it off, then wiped the chopsticks with a napkin, and placed them on her bowl naturally.

Lin Jing didn't know what he was guilty of, and subconsciously looked up at the people at the dining table.

Seeing a few boys unpacking takeaway boxes and serving rice with spoons, none of them noticed this small detail, so they picked up chopsticks with peace of mind.

When she picked up the food and brought it to her mouth, she thought that it was the chopsticks broken by the grand occasion, and her ears burned involuntarily.

Qin Yu, who was sitting opposite Lin Jing, saw her red ears and asked in confusion, "Lin Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Jing looked up: "Huh?"

Qin Yu pinched his ears: "Why are your ears so red?"

"...Ah?" Lin Jing raised his hand and pinched his ear, and found that it was really hot, but he still said stubbornly, "Is there?"

He Wang nodded fiercely: "Yes! It's very red."

"..." Lin Jing choked, and after a few seconds, he saw that the takeaway box in front of him was full of red peppers, and immediately said, "Really? Maybe the food is too spicy."

Lambowen looked at her: "You can't eat chili?"

In fact, it is possible, and it is also very edible, but Lin Jing can only catch the duck on the shelves with a "hmm": "It is not very edible."

Lambowen: "Okay, I will order food in the future, and when I ask my aunt to cook, try to avoid chili peppers."

Just as Lin Jing wanted to say "It's okay", the grand occasion sitting next to her suddenly raised his hand and put a plate of small green vegetables and scrambled eggs with tomatoes that was farthest away from her in front of her.

Lin Jing stopped what he was saying, and then watched helplessly as his favorite boiled meat was placed on the other side of the dining table with great pomp and circumstance.

Sheng Kuan turned his head and glanced at Lin Jing: "Eat these two, these two are not spicy."

Lin Jing stared at the broccoli he hated to eat: "...Oh."

After dinner, Lin Jing helped Lan Bowen and Jiang Xin clean up the dining table. When he went out, he saw that several other people did not go to play games immediately after eating like yesterday, but gathered around the sofa, holding A mobile phone does not know what is talking about.

Lin Jing didn't pay much attention to them, and walked towards the elevator holding his mobile phone.

Those people spoke so loudly that she could hear them even if she didn't want to.

He Yizhou: "That's a good comment. The clothes are too high up. They should be pulled down a bit."

Qin Yu: "Hahahaha, and this sentence, is this something I can watch without paying?"

He Wang: "The replies in the comments are more essential, don't worry, you can't read them without spending money, but there's nothing you can't see with my wife."

He Yizhou: "This, this, this comment is also quite funny, a blogger who plays on Weibo reviews every day."

He Wang: "If I want to say the funniest, it has to be Brother Kuang's cheering words. For Kuang Kuang, for Kuang Crazy, for Kuang Kuang, I slammed into the wall because of Kuang Kuang. It's so fucking magical, okay?"

Qin Yu: "This blogger is quite funny, and blocked all those who scold Brother Kuang."

The more Lin Jing listened, the more he felt that what they said seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and he seemed to have just seen it somewhere.

She stopped and turned to the side for a look.

She happened to be right behind the sofa, and with this sweep, she scanned the phone pages of several people clearly.

The three of them are browsing Weibo, the page is unified and wholesale, and the Weibo name on the top is something she is all too familiar with: classmate Tiantiantiantian.

(End of this chapter)