Chapter 331: Night Market

Xiao Lizi patted his chest violently, this time, the contrast between things is too great, if he wasn't solid enough, it is estimated that his heart would have stopped beating in fright?

In the stuffy police station, there was a lot of noise, and only Lu Zihao's house was very quiet.

The old-fashioned ceiling fan on the roof was creaking and turning, and the yellowed fan blades had weathered in several places, revealing small rusty black spots.

Lu Zihao rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Zihao, the tiger has all the tricks. ”

As the door rang, Mo Ling took the important information recorded in his hand and walked in with an excited face.

"Good!"

Lu Zihao slapped the table, "Arrange it immediately, after half an hour, go directly to Lei Rin's nest, we must end his nest this time, and we can't let him make waves again." ”

"Yes, we'll be at home right away. ”

Mo Ling nodded and withdrew.

Lu Zihao looked at the tiger in the monitor, and a haughty look appeared on his face, Lei Rin, we will meet again soon.

The lively night market is colorful, with a variety of snacks and a variety of fun items.

Song Qianqian pulled Xiao Lizi through this pile of people, and that posture was like being locked in a cage for many years before being released to see the light of day.

"Sister Qianqian, you slow down, my leg will be broken if you run again. ”

Xiao Lizi didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled a small bench and sat under his buttocks.

Looking at Song Qianqian, who was running with a flushed face and still unsatisfied, he really doubted that what she said about the treat was a lie to him.

"Little Lizi, can't you walk?"

Song Qianqian took out a tissue from her bag and wiped the sweat on her face and neck, the night scene of this city is really beautiful, and she doesn't want to leave when she is beautiful.

"Sister, I'm hungry, let's eat, okay? How long do you want to run like this? No, I can't run anymore, I don't have any strength in my legs. ”

Xiao Lizi gasped for breath, and his hands were weakly swinging back and forth.

Song Qianqian looked at the snacks around him, squatted in front of him and asked softly, "Then can we eat here?"

"Okay, okay, okay, as long as it's for me to eat, whatever it takes. ”

Xiao Lizi has long been hungry and has a heart on his back, as long as he can eat enough, he can dry steamed buns.

Song Qianqian hurriedly called the waiter and ordered a few side dishes, and grilled a little meat skewers and seafood and brought them to the table.

"Little plum, eating skewers goes well with beer, let's have some beer, shall we?"

Song Qianqian looked at these delicious foods, I don't know why, I don't have an appetite at all. She wanted to drink, very, very much.

"Okay, I was about to ask for a few beers, but we thought of going together. ”

Xiao Lizi was really hungry, so he picked up the skewers on the table, and didn't care whether it was hot or not, so he opened his mouth and ate it.

His mouth was burning and he kept inhaling, which didn't stop him from wanting to eat delicious food.

"Slow down, don't get hot anymore. ”

Song Qianqian handed the beer opened by the waiter to Xiao Lizi, and was shocked by his wolf-swallowing appearance.

"Is it really that delicious?"

"Taste it, it's really delicious. ”

Seeing that Xiao Lizi ate so deliciously, Song Qianqian was also a little greedy, she swallowed her saliva, picked up a lamb skewer and put it in her mouth.

"How's it going? Isn't it delicious? I'm not kidding you, am I?"

Xiao Lizi ate his mouth full of oil, and he didn't forget to prove what he said to Song Qianqian.

Song Qianqian nodded, lowered his head and ate.

There are night markets in every place, and night markets, as the name suggests, are small markets at night. Night markets are mainly night-time markets that sell groceries, clothes, food, barbecue, electrical parts, games, and almost anything else. Night markets are often important tourist attractions in tropical and subtropical countries, and in many places such as Kaifeng in the mainland, as well as in Taiwan, ** and other places, night markets are one of the important representatives of civilian life culture.

The main activity in the night market is browsing. Most of the stuff here is pretty ordinary. You won't find designer goods or exquisite antiques. Snacks are another part of the night market. At the night markets in different places, vendors offer a variety of local snacks or fast food.

Song Qianqian took the beer and sipped it gently, and the cold beer was drunk into his mouth, which had a unique flavor.

Looking at the crowd passing by, there are couples, a family of three, and an old husband and wife. This picture of peace and beauty makes people look like they are in a dream.

Look at a couple not far away, the boy is holding an ice cream for the girl to eat, the girl's face is happy, and the boy's eyes are full of sweetness.

Look at the family of three at the table next to him, the father is sandwiching vegetables for his son, the son is eating with a mouth full of oil, and the mother is busy wiping it with a tissue.

The whole night market seems to be in an extremely happy atmosphere. Perhaps, being ordinary is also a rare happiness.

"Sister Asa, what are you thinking? You've drunk all the beer in your cup. ”

Xiao Lizi suddenly spoke, but Song Qianqian, who was contemplative, was really startled.

Song Qianqian looked down at the cup in her hand, and as Xiao Li Zi said, her cup was empty.

She looked at Xiao Lizi and smirked embarrassedly, "I only care about looking at people, and I forgot to look at the cup." ”

Xiao Li nodded suspiciously, took the beer and poured it into Song Qianqian's cup.

"Sister Qianqian, when are you and the president going to get married?"

Song Qianqian's hand holding the wine glass shook, and a lot of beer in the cup spilled, splashed on the back of her hand, and dripped down the palm of her hand.

"Why are you so careless, hurry up and wipe it, be careful not to get on your clothes. ”

Xiao Lizi hurriedly pulled out a few pieces of paper from the paper drawer on the side and stuffed them into the hands of Song Qianqian, who was a little stunned.

Song Qianqian hummed lightly, lowered his head and tried it.

"Sister Qianqian, are you and the president in a cold war?"

"Yes, we've been in the Cold War for a while. He called me just now, but I don't know what to say?"

Song Qianqian shook his head, with a very distressed expression on his face.

"Sister Qianqian, don't blame me for inquiring about your private affairs, I always feel that you seem to be a little abnormal recently. In the past, you loved to laugh so much, and you looked happy every day. But since Cui Yaming appeared, I think everything has changed with you. You don't like to smile anymore, you often have frowns on your face, you hang a cloud of sorrow, and you are in a daze for an afternoon. And the president doesn't come to our department often to see you anymore, is it very unpleasant for you to have a quarrel because of Cui Yaming?"

Xiao Lizi asked what was in his heart through the strength of wine, although he and Song Qianqian had no blood relationship, but among so many colleagues in the company, he had a good relationship with her, not to mention that she helped him deliver documents, and almost died in a car accident. So there is a relationship between them that is closer than friends, in the words that are now popular, he is Song Qianqian's male best friend.

"Hey...... It's so obvious, Xiao Lizi, tell me the truth, is everyone laughing at me in private?"

Song Qianqian smiled bitterly, with a deep impatience on his face. Falling in love with a boss has this kind of disadvantage, no matter what you do or don't do, there will always be countless eyes staring at you and looking at you, and you don't know when you will become the object of other people's pastime.

Xiao Lizi shook his head, his face flushed because of the drinking, "No, I'm here, I see who dares to say bad things about you." Even if there were, I wouldn't have to sew their mouths shut without you having to do it. ”

"Little Lizi, thank you. It feels good to have friends like you around. ”

Song Qianqian raised her head and smiled, I don't know if it was because of the drinking or Xiao Lizi's words, her nose was sour, and her tears were like beads with broken threads, and she couldn't stop flowing down.

"Sister Qianqian, why are you crying? That Cui Yaming is not a good person at first glance, don't be angry because of that kind of person, it's not worth it. ”

Seeing her tearful appearance, Xiao Lizi was a little frightened. He rarely makes girls cry, even when he is with his girlfriend, his girlfriend always makes him cry.

"It's okay, little Lizi, don't you know that the secret of a woman's longevity is tears? When a woman is upset, as long as she cries, everything will be solved. Don't worry, I'm just a little panicked in my heart, just cry. ”

Song Qianqian stretched out her arm and patted Xiao Lizi's shoulder, her face was full of undried tears, and her teary eyes looked so beautiful.

"Sister Qianqian, don't be sad, three-legged toads are not easy to find, and there are many two-legged men. Although there are not many men like our president who are handsome, capable, and have a good family background, if he treats you badly, you will dump him as well. On your terms, we can still find a better one. ”

Xiao Lizi comforted Song Qianqian, because of the effect of alcohol, what he said was much bolder than before.

Song smiled lightly, from smiling to smiling, and then laughing out loud, if Lu Zihao was here and heard what Xiao Lizi said, would he be angry and fire Xiao Lizi's squid on the spot?

"Xiao Lizi, it's so enjoyable to chat with you, really, I didn't know you were so humorous. ”

Song Qianqian laughed until tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Lizi blinked his eyes and didn't quite understand, was his words so funny? He was just telling the truth.

"Sister Qianqian, what I said is true, if a man is not really good to you, no matter how rich and good he is, no matter how capable he is, what is the use? What we want is a person who knows us cold, knows how to care for and loves us, and we don't want an ATM or a painting posted on the wall. What's the use of looking good, truly loving you is the king. ”

"Okay, Xiao Lizi, what you just said is so good, just like you said, I want a man who really loves me, not an ATM, what's the use of looking good, and I don't stick him on the wall as a painting. Even if it was Lu Zihao, if he didn't really love me, I would still dump him. Little plum, why is your cup empty, hurry up and pour it full, pour it full, for the sake of what you just said, let's toast ......"