LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Ren Qian couldn't help but look at Zhong Qian.

He wanted to see what kind of reaction the other party would have when hearing such words.

However, before he could take a closer look, the man in the young couple was already looking this way.

As soon as he saw Ren Qian, his expression turned very bad.

Any man would probably not be in a good mood if his girlfriend told him in front of him that he was not as good as so-and-so.

especially……

He looked at Ren Qian carefully up and down, and finally had to admit helplessly that he was really not as good as him.

Nothing could be sadder than this.

Zhong Qing actually didn't have any thoughts. She was just looking at the young couple and felt it was quite funny.

Then the man followed Ren Qian's shifting gaze and looked at her.

How would an ordinary man react when he sees a girl who is as good as the goddess of his dreams on the street?

The man actually behaved quite normally, that is, his eyes stayed on Zhong Qing for a few seconds, and his eyes were just too stunning.

Then the girl saw it.

The girl is unhappy.

"What are you looking at? What did you say you were looking at?"

The man came to his senses and said nothing.

The girl was reluctant: "I knew you guys couldn't move your eyes when seeing a beautiful girl. I knew..."

Zhong Qing withdrew her gaze and said to Ren Qian, "Let's go."

Ren Qian was not interested in watching other people's excitement, so they left together after hearing this.

It was getting late when I got home.

Ren Qian couldn't help but frown as he watched Zhong Qing pile the food he bought on the dining table, looking like he was about to enjoy a feast.

"You can put these things in the refrigerator and eat them tomorrow. It's not good to eat too much at night."

Zhong Qing glanced at him and couldn't help but laugh: "Do you always forget that I am different from you humans?"

She pointed at the pile of things on the table: "Don't talk about these things. Even if there are so many more things, it's nothing to me, and there won't be any bad effects on the stomach."

As she spoke, her mind moved slightly, and a huge screen appeared on the wall opposite the restaurant.

Zhong Qing stood up and took out a few bottles of drinks.

"Watch a movie, eat, and drink some wine. You humans say that life is bliss, right?" Zhong Qing said happily.

Ren Qian: "..."

Where did you hear this fallacy?

But he stood aside and looked at Zhong Qing, whose lips were red and oily, eating barbecue, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

"Didn't you say that eating late at night is unhealthy?" Zhong Qing said vaguely with a chicken wing stuffed in her mouth.

Ren Qian said seriously: "It's harmless to come here once in a while."

"That's right." Zhong Qing remembered something and called him, "How is your Weibo?"

Ren Qian was stunned.

He found that when he was with the boss, he could always forget other things completely.

For example, the response to a Weibo video that is obviously more relevant to me.

He opened his phone with one hand, entered Weibo, and browsed Weibo while eating crayfish.

So many retweets?

He was shocked and quickly returned to the homepage, and sure enough he found a familiar title on the hot search.

Those two videos turned out to be trending!

Ren dived in and looked at the comments below. There were already more than 7,000.

Just terrible.

As an 18th-tier Internet celebrity with only tens of thousands of fans, Ren Qian felt the traffic on Weibo for the first time.