Confession 99 Times, Gao Leng's School Girl's Persona Collapsed

When they came to the restaurant, several busy waiters saw Qin Luo, and immediately called out "Master" respectfully.

This is the ethos brought up by those few old employees who have worked in the store for many years, but it is mainly due to Qin Luo's own good looks, so they don't feel embarrassed when they call "Master".

If this is replaced by a crooked melon and cracked date, let alone the young master, I guess you will say behind your back that you are the stupid son of the landlord's family.

At first, Qin Luo felt an inexplicable sense of shame at being called that, but amidst their voices, Qin Luo gradually lost~lost himself.

This thing is just like someone calling you "beautiful boy", it's poisonous.

Just at this time Mi Jiaxuan came over, the little girl saw Qin Luo and bowed slightly as a greeting.

Qin Luo stopped her and said, "Wait a minute, forgot what I taught you?"

The little girl's freckles were slightly dyed red, she lowered her head and did not dare to look at Qin Luo, her lips slightly raised, and she made a small voice: "Young...Young Master...

Because of congenital hearing impairment, it's not that the little girl can't speak, but her voice is out of tune, and her voice is really not pleasant, and it's a little shrill.

But this "young master" is quite standard.

Qin Luo smiled with satisfaction: "Go, let's go."

Mi Jiaxuan nodded, and the moment she turned around to leave, a happy smile appeared on her face, and she was extremely satisfied with the results of secretly practicing the word "young master" these days when no one was around.

Father Qin happened to come over to see this scene, and raised his hand to scalp Qin Luo, cursing and cursing: "But you are so awesome, you really think of yourself as a young master."

Qin Luo dodged sideways, and said contemptuously: "You bad old man, you don't talk about martial arts, and you actually attacked."

"Stop talking to me about this, Lianger Leng, just go and cook."

"Who, with such a big air, I have to do the cooking myself, young master?"

"Just go if you are told, there are so many nonsense."

Father Qin made a gesture to scalp his son again, paused, and added: "By the way, make two copies, one of which is ready and given to the waiter, and the other is served by yourself.

"Baxia" is a guest room on the third floor, and the old man was once a young middle school student.

When he saw that other people's restaurants used names such as "Emperor Capital", "Magic City", "Bihai", "On the Water Side", he directly brought out the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and with a big wave of his hand, he asked the waiter to give three The guest rooms on the first floor are all hung with signs.

What are Baxia, Bifang, Taotie... When Qin Luo was young, he still thought these names were domineering.

Now that I think about it, I know what shame is, and I have a deeper understanding of my father through this incident.

This bad old man obviously has no shame.

Qin Luo was muttering and complaining as he walked towards the kitchen, when he happened to meet a middle-aged man walking towards him.

Qin Luo recognized the other party and said politely, "Uncle Jia."

"Little Luo," Jia Mingyi said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you to come here to cook this time. The main reason is that you are so good at cooking. After Uncle went back, he thought about it for a few days. Didn't he just come here to love you specially? "

Qin Luo said with a smile: "That's right, Uncle, come and eat whenever you want, and I'll make it for you.

"Haha, it's enough to have your words."

Jia Mingyi patted Qin Luo on the shoulder, and then walked towards Father Qin.

Qin Luo walked towards the kitchen on his own, turning his head to look at Lao Die and Jia Mingyi who were talking from time to time, with a subtle expression.

He found two problems, one was that Jia Mingyi and the bad old man seemed to have an unusual relationship, let alone friends, at least they seemed to have known each other for a long time.

Qin Luo still knew his father very well. If he was only entertaining officials, he wouldn't have to call Qin Luo here. After all, he had been learning from Qin Luo these days, and his skills were no worse than Qin Luo's.

The reason why Qin Luo was specially called here may be another reason.

Then there is the second question, this Jia Mingyi's smile just now was very subtle, and his smile was a bit meaningful, which made Qin Luo a little puzzled, and always felt that there was something strange hidden under his smile.

"This can't be seeing that I'm handsome, and you want to push your daughter to me..."

Qin Luo mumbled into the kitchen.

His complaints are not narcissism, but this kind of thing has happened too frequently recently.

Let’s not talk about the time I took a taxi in Shanghai. Since returning home, my parents have been stalked by neighbors for a while downstairs in the community.

Either recommending a daughter, or a niece or niece, the ones who talk about relatives are called a constant stream, and the ones who are direct are called to visit, and they even bring the woman with them.

In just a few days, Qin Luo became addicted to being an emperor. At most, six families brought their girls to the door in one day, and the interval between each other was no more than two hours. Qin Luo suspected that they were in collusion.

And those girls who were brought here were surprised and shy after seeing Qin Luo.

The shy ones lowered their heads and said nothing, when the matchmaker asked how they were feeling, the little girl smiled shyly and said, "Listen to you.

If you are more straightforward, you can't wait to drag Qin Luo into the room for a private chat.

After this process, Qin Luo almost committed PTSD when he saw those neighbors, and he really couldn't stand it.

Looking at the subtle look in Jia Mingyi's eyes when he looked at him just now, Qin Luo felt that it was really possible.

Don't look at that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who can be an official in the imperial capital in his forties, can he be an ordinary person?

Reminiscent of what the old man said just now, maybe Jia Mingyi brought his little girl with him, and now he is waiting to be fed in the private room on the third floor.

"Tsk, my damn charm," Qin Luo sighed while cutting the meat.

When the chefs nearby heard the voice, they all cast contemptuous and envious eyes.

After dozens of minutes, Qin Luo served two servings of braised pork.

Give one copy to the waiter and ask him to take it to Jia Mingyi's box.

Another copy of Qin Luo was in his hand, and he walked slowly to the third floor.

thump thump

There was a knock on the box door, Qin Luo stood in front of the door, and heard a light female voice coming from inside.

"Please come in."

huh? the sound...

"It sounds familiar," Qin Luo muttered, then pushed the door open and entered.

The moment the door opened, he saw a pretty girl sitting at the table facing the door.

Her dignified oval face was free of makeup, her brows were full of smiles, her beautiful almond eyes were looking at Qin Luo with great interest, and there seemed to be a little girl's cunning in them.

Qin Luo blinked, with undisguised surprise on his face: "Why are you here?"

"Sing, what else? Come to eat?" Jia Ting said with a smile. She was imitating Qin Luo's way of speaking when joking. At this time, she used it once, and it was quite interesting.

Good guy, come to the restaurant to sing, I really have you... Qin Luo glanced at her sideways and said, "Okay, what song do you want to sing?"

"Uh..." Jia Ting didn't expect that Qin Luo not only didn't complain about herself, but actually continued, and she was a little speechless for a while.

Qin Luo raised the corners of his mouth... Little boy, fight with someone from Qin, do you have the capital?

Looking at Qin Luo's slightly smug expression, Jia Ting was a little dumbfounded for a while.

She thinks that Qin Luo is really an amazing person, sometimes he behaves like a sad literary boy, sometimes he looks like a learned scholar, and sometimes he looks like a sunny boy with a playful smile.

She can always see a lot of different things about Qin Luo, and this young man is good-looking, charismatic, and versatile, so that no matter what the different things are, Jia Ting is deeply impressed and can't hate him.

And this can't be hated, in other words, I like it a little bit.

Jia Ting herself didn't know this, but she noticed that when Qin Luo entered the room, the corners of her own mouth curled up.

Are you happy that he's here?

Jia Ting did not delve into this point, but looked at the braised pork in Qin Luo's hand, and said with a little expectation: "This is the braised pork that my uncle has talked about several times, give me a taste." 1

"You Uncle? Jia Mingyi?" Qin Luo asked as he put the plate on the table.

Jia Ting nodded and explained: "Well, he is my uncle."

"That's quite a coincidence..."

Qin Luo murmured, but in his heart he was crying out for shit.

Good guy, I just let my mind fly for a while before, how did I really guess right?

Did you really send your daughter to your door?

But...... Well, there is one thing to say, Jia Ting is far better than those little girls Qin Luo met a few days ago in terms of appearance, temperament and character.

Not to mention family background, Jia Mingyi could be an official in the imperial capital in his forties, and Jia Ting, as his niece, of course would not be an ordinary family.

Ever since Qin Luo knew her, her speech and behavior did not look like a girl who grew up in an ordinary family.

Although I don't know what kind of family her family is, it is definitely not ordinary.

FFLX...

"Are the children of your official families worried about getting married?" Looking at Jia Ting who was about to pick up a piece of braised pork, Qin Luo asked a soul-stirring question.

A piece of braised pork that Jia Ting had just picked up fell back onto the plate.

She looked at Qin Luo in shock, with an expression of "what the hell are you talking about?" written all over her face.

Qin Luo grinned: "Just kidding, don't mind."

Jia Ting looked at him suspiciously, and then, as if she had guessed something, she asked, "You don't think my uncle brought me here for a blind date, do you?"

"To be honest, I really thought about it before I saw you."

"Then what happened after you saw me?"

"More sure."

Seeing Jia Ting's speechless expression, Qin Luo smiled and said, "I'm really scared these days, it's a small county, people get married earlier, I have a primary school classmate who is the same age as me, 18 Engaged, married at 19, and now the child is one year old.

Jia Ting didn't speak, but silently picked up another piece of braised pork.

Qin Luo keenly noticed that when she mentioned the word "marriage", Jia Ting's face seemed to become a little unnatural, as if she had some kind of instinctive resistance to these two words.

So he didn't continue this topic anymore, and sat on the side with a big grin, watching Zhou Ting put the braised pork into his mouth.

Jia Ting's eating movements are very correct, as if she has been cultivated in terms of interests since she was a child, her movements are gentle and elegant, her lips are lightly opened, she bites off a piece of braised pork, and chews it gently in her mouth.

During the process of chewing, her eyes were wide open, and the speed of chewing became faster and faster as visible to the naked eye. Finally, before she could swallow the food in her mouth, she put all the meat left on the chopsticks into it. mouth.

After swallowing all the meat in her mouth, she relied on great willpower not to grab a piece of meat immediately, but looked at Qin Luo and praised: "My uncle is not lying, it is really delicious .

Qin Luo asked her: "How does it compare with your cooking skills?"

"I don't know how to cook," the family shook their heads, and added: "Even if I can, I'm definitely not as good as you."

Qin Luo nodded in satisfaction, then waited for a while, but did not wait for the system to prompt

Tone.

...So, this wave is not Jia Ting's admission of her own shortcomings? Or does it mean that admitting her own shortcomings can also be regarded as a certain degree of perfection?

Qin Luo feels that Jia Ting's mining journey is really a long way to go.

Because this plate of braised pork is really delicious, Jia Ting, who is used to eating slowly, made an unprecedented "bold and unrestrained" meal.

It is said to be unrestrained, but in fact it is not so rough. Her movements are still gentle and correct, but the speed of picking up vegetables and chewing is much faster.

When she was halfway through eating, she asked Qin Luo to serve her a bowl of rice.

Rice with meat, a plate of braised pork that is almost enough for two people to have a full meal, but in the end she ate it all by herself, and there was not a single grain of rice left in the rice bowl.

Qin Luo was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but asked her: "How about... give you another bowl of rice?"

"No... hiccup...no need.

As Jia Ting spoke, her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if she was extremely embarrassed by her sudden hiccup just now.

【You got Appreciation +2】

[You got acting skills +2]

[You have gained Temperament +2]

[You have gained advanced photography skills]

【You got 500,000 money】

Qin Luo was stunned by the sudden system notification sound.

Dude, what about the shame? Hiccup and feel imperfect?

Girl, you are sick and need to be cured...

From Jia Ting's perspective, she watched Qin Luo look at her with complicated eyes.

Thinking that the other party was making fun of her hiccup in her heart, she became even more ashamed for a while, and quickly got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

As he said that, he left quickly, and his figure when he went out seemed to be running away.

Qin Luo shook his head and laughed twice, and called for the waiter.

0......seeking flowers...

"So shameful.....I hiccupped in front of a man while eating...so shameful..."

In the toilet, Jia Ting covered her face and muttered, her tone full of depression.

Obviously it was just a small thing like hiccups, but to her, it seemed like going to her boyfriend's house to fart in front of her parents-in-law for the first time.

Even worse, going to the toilet blocked the toilet in someone else's house...

Although a hiccup is definitely not as serious as the above mentioned, but for Jia Ting who is strict with her behavior on weekdays, it is enough to make her depressed for several days

It's a matter of not sleeping well.

Especially when she thought of the look in Qin Luo's eyes when she looked at her just now, Jia Ting felt even more ashamed. If it wasn't for her skillful expression management, she would have had a hideous face in the private room just now.

I wish I could dig a hole in the ground and climb in.

"He's definitely laughing at me in the room right now."

Standing in front of the mirror, Jia Ting looked at her blushing face, with obvious annoyance still remaining on it.

The more perfect she is in front of Qin Luo on weekdays, the more embarrassing she will feel when such a shameful thing happens.

At this moment, she even wanted to carry her uncle's car directly to the imperial capital.

"Phew.... If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't eat so much. It's all his fault. Why is it so delicious..."

Jia Ting walked out of the bathroom muttering, trying to reduce her inner embarrassment by diverting the problem.

When she was taken back to the door of the private room, she almost didn't have the courage to enter the room, and even stood at the door for a while and hesitated.

At this time, a waiter came over pushing a small cart with several dishes on it.

"Hi, I'm here to deliver the food," the waiter said politely, and at the same time secretly looked at Jia Ting from the corner of his eye.

Growing up in this small county, it was the first time he saw such a beautiful and temperamental young woman outside of TV.

Jia Ting was surprised: "I didn't order any other dishes, did they deliver the wrong food?"

"My young master ordered it," said the waiter.

"Your young master?" Jia Ting was stunned for a moment, pursing her lips to keep herself from laughing out loud: "He usually asks you to call him that?"

The waiter explained: "It's not that he asked us to call him that, it's just that a few old employees called him that at the beginning, and everyone followed him like heckling, and we got used to it.

Especially those female employees, they called very smoothly.

After a pause, the waiter added another sentence: "I don't have to say anything, he is really handsome, I have to admit it as a man, otherwise if it is replaced by a normal-looking one, let me

You may not be able to call us well... well, unless you add money. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the box was opened from the inside.

Qin Luo's faint voice came from inside: "I seem to hear someone calling me handsome behind my back.

Jia Ting walked in, as if she forgot the embarrassment just now, and said with a smile: "You are so narcissistic, you don't feel embarrassed when people call you young master?"

Qin Luo said casually: "Then what's the embarrassment? Others are still not convinced."

After the waiter put the dishes and rice on the table and left, Qin Luo raised an eyebrow at Jia Ting, and said in a slightly frivolous tone: "Come on, little girl, call Master to listen.

Jia Ting rolled her eyes and changed the subject: "You haven't eaten yet? I thought you had eaten just now."

"It's the same as eating now."

Qin Luo responded casually, and then ate something on his own.

Due to the morning exercise every morning, Qin Luo now eats a lot more than before.

Although the dishes at the Northern Restaurant are relatively large, Qin Luo can still finish three dishes by himself, and it is not impossible to fill up the rice after eating the top.

Of course, you don't have to eat so much every meal, or you'll be a real mess.

If he let go of eating, he would indeed be able to eat a lot, but he would not overeat himself to the point of fullness on weekdays, at most he would feel full enough.

But today's lunch was different. After taking the first bite of food, Qin Luo started to look like a starved ghost reincarnated.

One mouthful of rice and one mouthful of vegetables, the speed of eating is terrifying. Just a second ago, Jia Ting was complaining about Qin Luo. After a while, she was shocked to find that a plate of chicken with cashew nuts disappeared in the blink of an eye.

in half.

After a while, "The whole plate is gone.

So Qin Luo turned his attention to the stir-fried shrimp with celery. His posture made him almost suck the plate in his mouth.

Jia Ting was stunned, forgot to speak for a while, and just stared blankly at Qin Luo eating.

Finally, after Qin Luo cleaned up the dishes, Jia Ting was still in a dazed state, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

She really wanted to ask Qin Luo: How long have you been hungry?

However, before she could speak, Qin Luo closed his mouth and took two breaths into his stomach, then opened his mouth wide.

"belch--"

This hiccup was thick and long.

After beating, Qin Luo smacked his mouth twice, lifted his clothes and patted his stomach, with a look of satisfaction and enjoyment.

Jia Ting looked at Qin Luo's series of performances in a daze, and was unconscious for a while, as if she saw the perfect image Qin Luo had built in her heart was collapsing.

But then, she seemed to think of something, and stared blankly at Qin Luo for a while, with a complicated expression on her face, an expression that she wanted to say but didn't know how to say it.

Qin Luo smacked his lips and asked her, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a hiccup?"

Jia Ting pursed her lips: "I've seen it before, but I've never seen it so... well, bold."

"Want to learn, you? I'll teach you."

"No, no, no..."

Jia Ting waved her hands, every pore on her body exuded resistance.

I want to be like Qin Luo doing the kind of operation just now... Let alone the actual operation, she feels her scalp numb just thinking about it.

Looking at Qin Luo's bold and unrestrained appearance like a green forest hero, Jia Ting was finally unoccupied and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Luo glanced at her angrily.

"It's nothing," Jia Ting shook her head, with a faint smile on her face: "Thank you.

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and changed the subject naturally: "Let's go, let's go out for a while, and take you around by the way. Although it is not as good as the capital of Shanghai, there are also small towns in Koizumi City."

The style of the county town.

"Okay, let's go," Jia Ting nodded, her almond eyes fixed on Qin Luo.

Some kind of emotion quietly fainted in her eyes and heart.

That emotion is called joy. .