"Why did you order these......" she asked.

Pei Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you ask me to order my favorite food? These are my favorite foods." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Xihe poked his chin with the end of a ballpoint pen, it turned out that he really had the same taste as himself...... She didn't think much of it, added a few of her favorite dishes, and asked for a few cold beers.

Cold beer and kebabs are the most wonderful combination on a summer evening.

The stall owner got the order menu and got to work, putting strings of food on the charcoal fire, turning the noodles, brushing the oil, and sprinkling the seasonings, all in one go.

Qiao Xihe smelled the aroma of the skewers, revealing a little greedy cat-like expression.

Pei Tingyuan handed over a piece of tissue paper.

Qiao Xihe didn't know why.

He said, "Wipe your mouth, it's about to run down your saliva." ”

"......" She hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, but there was nothing, she glared at Pei Tingyuan angrily, "If people are like Pinocchio, their lying noses will become longer, then your nose should have pierced through the sky, right?"

Pei Tingyuan said: "How can the love words between husband and wife be called lying?"

"You have a point. Qiao Xihe snorted coldly and turned his face away.

The stall owner brought the beer first, Pei Tingyuan poured himself and Qiao Xihe a glass each, and the cold beer in the mouth, the restlessness and stuffiness in the summer, all dissipated.

Qiao Xihe couldn't help but drink it all in one go, and then put the empty cup in front of Pei Tingyuan very arrogantly, "Another cup." ”

Pei Tingyuan poured her wine.

When Qiao Xihe took back the wine glass, he found that Pei Tingyuan's cup still had more than half of the beer left, and sneered: "President Pei Da can't drink more than a woman like me?"

Pei Tingyuan actually nodded and responded, "Yes." ”

"Cut ......" Qiao Xihe turned his head, took a sip of wine, and happily took the roast chicken wings sent by the stall owner, "Wow, it's so fragrant......" She picked up a bunch and prepared to eat, and suddenly noticed that a pair of bright eyes next to her seemed to be watching her, glanced over, and then took a string of chicken wings to him, "Oh, this is for you." ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Pei. Pei Tingyuan smiled and took it with both hands.

Qiao Xihe snorted and concentrated on dealing with the chicken wings in his hand.

Roasted just right, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sprinkled with cumin and paprika, it tastes delicious.

Within minutes, she had eliminated five strings of chicken wings, during which the stall owner brought in other food, as well as fried peanuts and salted edamame for free.

As it gets darker, the tables around it are already full of people, and the colorful lights and LED billboards everywhere make the night market look lively at night.

Qiao Xihe was far from Pei Ting, and the more he ate it, the more fragrant it became, and he drank two bottles of beer unconsciously, but fortunately, he was not drunk, but he began to feel that it was not interesting to just eat and no one to chat.

In the past, when they came to eat kebabs with Lu Feifei, they always had endless things to say.

From things in the company, to all kinds of entertainment gossip.

It's the first time I've eaten so silently.

Qiao Xihe put down the last string of mutton, supported his head with his hands, and looked at the only person beside him.

Pei Tingyuan was eating a bunch of potatoes very elegantly, noticed Qiao Xihe's gaze, and asked, "Isn't it enough to eat?"

"Okay. Qiao Xihe blinked and asked, "Pei Tingyuan, how could you agree with me to eat such a thing?"

"Why can't you eat it?" Pei Tingyuan asked rhetorically.

Qiao Xihe said: "For example, I think it is unhygienic and unclean, or the roadside stall looks ungraded, very low, not in line with your identity as a president, etc." ”

Pei Tingyuan pointed to the busy stall owners, "Look, they have health certificates hanging up, and I see that the surroundings are very clean." ”

"Huh?" Qiao Xihe glanced in the direction of his finger, "Then you're not afraid of dropping prices?"

Pei Tingyuan said with a smile: "In front of food, what does it have to do with identity?"

"You're quite right. Qiao Xihe laughed, "It's true that I haven't eaten enough, and I want to eat a little more chicken wings, mutton and potato chips." ”

Pei Tingyuan got up and went to find the stall owner to add vegetables.

Qiao Xihe looked at his back.

Pei Tingyuan suddenly turned his head as if he also had a pair of eyes on the back of his head.

She quickly lowered her head and took a sip of beer.

Suddenly, a roar erupted from a table next to him, followed by the sound of beer bottles smashing, and several flower-armed men shouted and cursed each other, about to greet the beer bottles in their hands to the heads of others.

Qiao Xihe was startled, and hurriedly stood up, planning to escape, not wanting her heel to hit the table leg, the pain made her stunned, so she missed the best time to escape.

Those few people fought with their teeth and claws, the scene was very chaotic, and they didn't notice that they had surrounded her in the middle, and they didn't care about the people around them at all, and if they caught a person, they were going to smash the wine bottle, and innocent passers-by were involved, and their heads were broken and bleeding on the side of the road.

She turned her head to look around, trying to find a breakthrough, but under the colorful lights, the swaying figures were blurred, as if the number of people fighting was constantly multiplying.

"What to do, what to do......" She became anxious, those people fought as if they had no eyes, and finally avoided one or two strong men who pounced, and then carefully dodged half of the wine bottle, dodging and dodging, and a gap that she had just found was gone.

The screams of people in terror sounded all around, and the screeching sound of tables and chairs toppling over, which made her headache even more unsure of where to hide.

Although the night market was crowded, there had always been police or plainclothes patrols before, and she had never heard of a fight here, and this was the first time she had encountered it in her life.

"Die!"

She was thinking about how to escape, when someone behind her roared angrily and subconsciously turned around.

A big man who was at least 1.9 meters tall opened his eyes angrily, held the beer bottle in his hand high, and rushed towards her.

The man was probably red-eyed, and he couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman in front of him, and he screamed, and the wine bottle in his hand smashed down.

Her mind went blank for a moment, her legs and feet couldn't move at all, and she watched the sharp wine bottle smash into her head, and even the bloody scene of her head blooming and bursting in her mind came to mind.

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, the big man snorted, and then his body froze, and the hand holding the wine bottle stiffened in mid-air, only a punch away from Qiao Xihe's head.

Qiao Xihe looked at the wine bottle above his head in a daze, and felt that his heart was skipping several beats.

"My woman, can she be bullied and seek death?"