The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Chapter 133 You Seduced Me First

In the bustling hotpot restaurant, a recently popular variety show is being played on the big screen. People are coming and going, and the atmosphere is bustling.

It is so pleasant to have a hotpot on a day like this.

It’s a pity that Xie Youran had to rush back to the hospital for work, and Xu Mengan was too lazy to be a shiny light bulb, so in the end, only Jiang Ruoli and Pei Zigui were left.

Sitting in a huge private room.

In front of them was a small pot for each person. She chose the clear mushroom soup, and in front of Pei Zigui was the spicy beef sauce, which she also ordered.

Jiang Ruoli is allergic to peppers, but she likes to smell them because they stimulate her appetite. Of course, it is not impossible for her to eat them occasionally when she is greedy. The doctor said that she can try to desensitize herself slowly.

The pot was still bubbling but it hadn't yet boiled.

Jiang Ruoli stared at him boredly, his tired face expressionless after a whole day of playing.

"unhappy?"

I clearly accompanied her to eat her favorite hotpot, and even ordered a spicy pot to suit her preferences.

"Hotpot will be more lively when there are more people." They were left staring at each other. What's the difference between this and eating instant noodles at home?

Pei Zigui picked up the hot towel at hand and carefully wiped the girl's fingers. He winked and asked the waiter in the private room to leave.

"Look, the waiter has gone out, and now it's really just you and me."

"Lili, do you not like seeing my face?"

The man's tone was a little hurt.

Jiang Ruoli was stunned for a moment. Why did he suddenly feel so tea-like?

She denied it: "That's not the case, I just wanted to have some fun."

"Is it just you and me?"

Pei Zigui put down the towel, scratched Jiang Ruoli's palm with his slender fingers, and said jokingly: "After eating hot pot, I'll take you to see Qiqi, okay?"

Jiang Ruoli's eyes sparkled again, "Really? Then let's eat quickly, your brother will be waiting anxiously."

"younger brother?"

"Yes, Qiqi's full name is Pei Ziqi, and she is of the same generation as you. This was personally certified by Grandpa Pei, so it's useless for you to deny it."

The little girl looked so proud and self-righteous that Pei Zigui's temples throbbed. Finally, he laughed and said, "The pot is boiling. What do you want to eat, Qiqi's sister?"

Jiang Ruoli really liked this role and pointed at the shrimp paste at hand, "I want to eat shrimp paste. Look, I told you to call the waiter away, and now there is no one to help us make shrimp paste."

The man pursed his lips and looked at the plate of shrimp paste that was still covered with dry ice. He picked up the decorative flowers on it, picked up the soup spoon beside him, and prepared to put the shrimp paste in batches.

Jiang Ruoli pointed at the red, mouth-watering beef hot pot in front of Pei Zigui: "Shrimp balls are of course more delicious when they are spicy. Let's add this."

Pei Zigui glanced at the soup base filled with chili peppers and couldn't help but frown and remind him, "It will be very spicy. You can't eat it."

"Go! Stop talking so much." She just rinsed it in water to get rid of the spiciness.

“You’ll be allergic.”

Jiang Ruoli really knocked on the small bowl filled with water beside him: "As long as there is a little bit of chili aroma, it will be fine. I can rinse the water."

She used to do this occasionally when she ate hotpot with Xu Mengan and others.

A spoon scooped a little red soup and poured it on the shrimp paste. After a few seconds, the whole fresh shrimp paste was divided into several small balls of equal amounts and put into the pot one by one.

Looking at Pei Zigui's skillful movements, Jiang Ruoli's eyes widened.

"You didn't sneak into a hot pot restaurant for further study, did you? You don't know how to pull noodles, do you? Will you skip the third subject?"

Pei Zigui didn't understand what she meant by Subject Three, so he put down the spoon, wiped his hands, and pinched the woman's nose.

"Do you think your husband is a fool? In your mind, I can't even order shrimp paste?"

He paused, looking serious: "But I really don't know how to pull noodles. And what about the third subject you mentioned? I passed my driver's license in one go."

Although it has not been opened much since then.

However, I should be able to drive her to watch the sunrise soon.

The old man who didn't understand the joke put away the darkness in his eyes and pinched Jiang Ruoli's soft chin, "You can only eat the shrimps when they float up."

Jiang Ruoli turned his head away angrily, "I know! Do you think your wife is a fool? In your mind, don't I even know whether the food is cooked or not?"

It was as if the collective brain had encountered a food poisoning incident. The air suddenly became quiet, with only the gurgling sound of the hot pot remaining.

Facing the man's teasing expression, Jiang Ruoli pouted and reiterated: "I really know."

A low laugh spilled out in the quiet private room.

"Well, my wife is really smart."

The shrimps floated up, and Jiang Ruoli couldn't wait to scoop them up, dipped them in Jiang's exclusive secret sauce and put them in his mouth.

"Be careful, it's hot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ruoli spat out the shrimp paste.

"Open your mouth, let me see."

Jiang Ruoli was burned and tears appeared on his face, and he obediently stuck out his tongue.

The little tongue was a little red, but fortunately it was spit out quickly, so it was not serious. At this moment, the watery eyes were staring at him, the corners of the eyes were red, and the inch of soft tongue...

His Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, suppressing the urge to rise. Pei Zigui tapped Jiang Ruoli's head lightly with the tip of his chopsticks and taught him a lesson in a hoarse voice:

"I won't be in such a hurry next time."

Jiang Ruoli retracted his tongue and nodded reluctantly.

"Eat it, it's not hot anymore."

Pei Zigui rinsed the cooled shrimp paste again and washed all the visible peppers before putting them into Jiang Ruoli's bowl.

As soon as he took his mouth, Jiang Ruoli stiffened visibly.

Why is the beef oil hotpot at this hotpot restaurant so spicy? ? ? You can't even tell there's any chili in it.

"Is it still spicy?"

Thinking of how he had just vowed that shrimp paste must be spicy to taste good, Jiang Ruoli gritted his teeth and ate it.

She shook her head and uttered two words indistinctly.

"Very spicy?"

Jiang Ruoli had a calm expression and took a sip of the drink at hand. "Not spicy."

Pei Zigui seemed to see through her at a glance, and repeated with a smile: "Really not spicy?"

He picked up another soft potato chip and said, "Let's try the potato chips again."

The potato chips in the spicy pot have absorbed the spicy oil from the bottom of the pot, and they are spicy just by looking at them.

Jiang Ruoli pursed his lips. When he saw the potato, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. He almost cried: "Spicy..."

The chopsticks fell on the plate with a crisp sound.

The little girl's face turned red from the spiciness, even the small piece of skin behind her ear was red, it seemed that she was too spicy.

I don’t know when Pei Zigui ordered the soy milk. He put the straw into the bottle and handed it to Jiang Ruoli’s mouth: “Open your mouth.”

At this time, beverages are not enough to relieve the spiciness, soy milk is the only way. He prepared these things in advance because he knew that the little girl would not cry until she saw the coffin.

However, even if Jiang Ruoli still wanted to continue eating, he would not agree.

"Whatever you want to eat, just put it in your own pot."

Jiang Ruoli did not force it and accepted it happily. She gulped down half a bottle of soy milk and finally came back to life.

"Why is the soup base so spicy? My tongue is numb from the spiciness."

Obviously, other spicy hotpots have never been like this before. After rinsing it in water, only traces of chili peppers are left. Even if she takes a sip, it won't be a problem.

What Jiang Ruoli didn't know was that next to the cash register, there was a row of peppers, including Sichuan pepper, Ma pepper, and Chaotian pepper, all kinds of them. The bottle in the middle had a huge label on it: Devil Pepper.

This is exactly what attracts customers to this hot pot restaurant.

Pei Zigui put down his chopsticks, turned his head and looked at her with an ambiguous expression, and said in a faint voice: "Is your tongue numb from the spicy food?"

Jiang Ruoli nodded, "Look for yourself!"

The spiciness made her red lips fuller than before. She opened them again and the tip of her tongue sticked out playfully, as if she was greeting an old acquaintance.

She had just drunk soy milk, and there were still traces of it at the corners of her mouth.

Pei Zigui's jaw tightened, it was really terrible. His rolling Adam's apple seemed to have accelerated. He gritted his teeth and directly pinched Jiang Ruoli's chin.

Before she could react, a hot kiss had already been placed on her, entangling the soft tongue that had been tempting her for a long time.

Jiang Ruoli was forced to tilt his head back and keep his mouth open for a long time, with silver threads inadvertently falling from the corners of his mouth, making the scene look decadent.

Pei Zigui seemed to have not kissed her enough, over and over again, as if he wanted to get rid of all the spicy taste that remained on his tongue.

When he let go, the little girl had already fallen limply on his shoulder, glaring at him with watery eyes: "Are you a dog?"

"Baby, you seduced me first."

How did she seduce?! Slander!