[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 61

After the last class, Li Rong shook off Lin Qin and Jian Fu and took Cen Wei to a Vietnamese restaurant.

The decoration of this restaurant is very good. There is a small box with curtains upstairs. The small box can seat up to four people. There is a long wooden table and a swing seat. Right above the table, there is a small dim yellow lamp hanging.

The light is not dazzling, but gentle and soft, and even a little dark from the outside.

There was also a cup of succulent potted plants on the table. Before the dishes came, the waiter brought a bottle of cucumber lemonade.

Cen Wei rubbed his fingers across the tabletop to confirm that the tabletop was clean, and then took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands.

"Why do you want to eat Vietnamese food?"

He thought that if Li Rong wanted to celebrate his birthday, he would definitely find something he liked, such as Sichuan cuisine, such as hot pot.

Vietnamese food is still very small, at least there are not many famous restaurants in City A.

Li Rong leaned back on the back of the chair, with one foot on the corner of the table, with a little force, the swing seat swayed gently.

This shop is probably old, the swing is not very reliable, even if he is not heavy, it still makes a creaking sound.

Li Rong smiled confidently and said, "Of course it's because I like this kind of bland dishes."

Cen Wei put his arms on the table and looked at Li Rong calmly.

Li Rong was wearing a long white coat with the buttons loose, revealing a monochrome T-shirt inside. At first glance, this coat looked like the kind of lab coat that researchers wear in the lab.

Cen Wei's eyes moved to Li Rong's neck, paused for a moment on his delicately raised Adam's apple, and raised his lips: "It's my birthday, you're really welcome."

But of course he wouldn't bother about this, he He was used to catering to Li Rong's taste, and Li Rong was indeed eating healthier than him.

He actually liked Li Rong's unreasonableness very much, which made him feel that the people in front of him were vivid, fresh and unscrupulous.

Li Rong smiled but didn't say a word, still slowly swaying on the swing, his soft hair swayed with his movements, his arms were on the back of the chair, and his fingers tapped on and off.

After a while, the waiter brought the meal.

It is a plate of spring rolls with rich colors and exquisite layout. The authentic spring rolls are hand peeled by customers. The spring roll skins are soaked with water, softened, rolled in with fresh shrimp, spices and greens, and eaten with sauce. .

Cen Wei stared at the spring roll skin in front of him in a trance.

Li Rong, however, resisted the swaying swing, his eyes trembling, and he looked at Cen Wei: "I don't seem to have told you happy birthday yet."

The word "birthday" rarely appeared in his life. When he was very young, he didn't know that people still had birthdays. When he grew up and saw other people's birthday parties, he asked Cen Qing and Xiao Muran about their birthdays. Why not have a birthday.

His words, like a lit lead, detonated the anger that Xiao Muran had suppressed for a long time. Instead of answering his question, she started to quarrel with Cen Qing.

Cultural people quarrel and only move their mouths. Even so, they still leave a very bad impression on Cen Wei.

He stood aside, quietly watching his angry parents, feeling the low air pressure he was accustomed to in the huge villa.