Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.
She went back to the box, opened the door and went in.
I saw that in the spacious and polite box, a boy in black was sitting on a chair and baking food seriously.
The barbecue here is self-service.
There are two options: you can choose food and let the chef of the barbecue shop barbecue; At the same time, you can also take the food, ask the waiter for tools and barbecue independently.
The young man's white and slender fingers tapping the keyboard are holding the barbecue string and operating in an orderly manner.
When the food in his hand is cooked, he will subconsciously put it on the white porcelain plate next to him.
Shen Wanqing looked down and saw that the white porcelain plate was full of food.
It seems that the boy has been waiting for a long time.
"Qiuqiu, I brought six bottles of wine." Shen Wanqing came in with six bottles of beer.
Yan Zhiqiu, who bowed his head and roasted food silently, gently raised his head.
The fragmented dark eyes fell on the beer in Shen Wanqing's hand, and the delicate eyebrows frowned gently.
That look, vaguely seems to be a little annoyed.
Trouble?
What are you worried about?
Shen Wanqing smiled and walked in calmly with his beer.
She came and sat next to Yan Zhiqiu.
He opened a bottle of beer for him and another for himself.
Yan Zhiqiu sipped her thin lips and silently took the beer handed over by the girl.
"Have you ever had beer?"
Yan Zhiqiu blinked her beautiful eyes and nodded, "drink, drink..."
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was a little meaningful.
She poked Yan Zhiqiu's bottle of beer, and then took her own bottle of beer, "come on, eat meat, drink wine, have a drink!"
Yan Zhiqiu heard the speech, and her thin lips pursed in a straight line.
Slender fingers held the beer bottle with slight hesitation.
After a moment of silence, he slowly bit the barbecue. Under the gaze of Shen Wanqing, he drank a little beer.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing blinked and smiled. "Don't just drink, eat more meat. The roast meat in this house is very good. It's delicious no matter how cooked it is."
The two chatted and chatted.
Yan Zhiqiu didn't touch it after he just started drinking beer.
Just when all the kebabs were about to be rolled out, suddenly the cold and handsome boy on his side fell on the table.
The boy was thin and tall, dressed in a casual black long shirt, and the black coat he had worn had been put aside.
He lay on the table with his arms, and his handsome face was buried in his arms.
Shen Wanqing frowned and worried. He was about to ask, but suddenly saw that he was covering his white ears under his broken black hair.
The white tip of the ear was reddish.
Shen Wanqing was stunned and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
A smile gradually floated in the brown pupils.
She coughed and pulled his arm. "Qiuqiu, Qiuqiu?"
"Hmm?" the boy was still buried in his arm, his voice was slightly confused and soft.
"Qiuqiu, you're drunk."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, the drunken boy in front of her suddenly raised his head.
The handsome and beautiful face was also displayed.
The facial features are still delicate and good-looking, but there is a little more blush between the eyebrows and eyes, and a little more dense in the dark and clear eyes.
When looking at her, her eyes are half narrowed, her eyes are long and narrow, and cinnabar moles are more bright.
He pursed his thin lips, and the whole person seemed slow and dull.
"I'm drunk?" he asked vaguely.