C503 Terrible date, alternative date, sweet date

Sheng Lanquan felt a few cold gusts of wind from behind him, causing his hair to stand on end. What did this woman want to take him to eat?!

It couldn't be those disgusting things, could it? Human brain bean curd soup! Red Braised Hand! The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became. This woman could not use common sense to imagine her. It was like an abstract painting