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This is quite good, compared to ordinary girls, Tang Mier's movements are still very sharp. Although, Bao Feiyang knew that girls, especially beautiful girls, were procrastinating or even deliberately late, and regarded this as a privileged convention for beauties, but for Bao Feiyang, beauties who can abide by the time are undoubtedly more likable.

"Brother Feiyang, have you thought about it, what are you going to take me to eat?" Tang Mi'er looked up at Bao Feiyang with a sweet smile like honey.

"Uh, this ......" Bao Feiyang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he was patronizing Meng Shuang just now, and he didn't have time to think about what to take Tang Mi'er to eat, at this time, when Tang Mi'er asked him, he said, "Don't worry, sit here and have some drinks." Let's think about it and decide what we want to eat before we go out. ”

"Hmm." Tang Mi'er nodded heavily, and a bright smile bloomed on her slightly baby fat face, "Brother Feiyang is still thoughtful." ”

Bao Feiyang was secretly embarrassed, but he made a very concerned appearance and asked Tang Mi'er, "What do you want to drink?" ”

"Hmm......" Tang Mi'er tilted her head, poked her chin with her white and tender fingers, thought for a while, her cute big eyes rolled, but she really couldn't remember any good drinks to drink in the mainland, and finally said: "Freshly squeezed juice." ”

Bao Feiyang stretched out his hand to summon the waiter and ordered a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

After a while, the juice came, and Tang Mi'er took a big sip of the freshly squeezed juice, "Well, it's delicious." Tang Mi'er nodded vigorously, and her two eyes were beautifully bent into two crescents: "Brother Feiyang." I didn't expect it to be my favorite mango juice. ”

Bao Feiyang smiled. He didn't expect that the Splendid Hotel would prepare freshly squeezed mango juice. Usually there are ordinary fruit juices such as watermelon juice, sugar cane juice, and peach juice.

"It's delicious!" Tang Mi'er took another sip of freshly squeezed mango juice, and then said to Bao Feiyang, "Brother Feiyang, what is delicious in Xijing City?" ”

"It's so much more delicious, it depends on what you want to eat." Bao Feiyang smiled.

"Let's talk about it. What is delicious? "Don Mier.

It seems that Miss Tang Er is still quite difficult to serve. Bao Feiyang smiled and began a series of dishes.

"Chinese food? Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine ......" Bao Feiyang reported every more cuisine, and the impatience on Tang Mier's face deepened. In the end, he even spit out his little pink tongue. Grimaced with a wrinkled nose.

"Okay. Otherwise, eat hot pot. By the way, you don't have a chance to eat authentic hot pot in North America, right? Bao Feiyang continued to follow the good path. It's so difficult to get the lunch session at this point, God knows how Miss Tang Er can be satisfied with the other programs in the future. If it weren't for the fact that he and the Tang family are now business partners, Bao Feiyang would never have agreed to Miss Tang to act as Miss Tang's second tour guide!

"Cut! Brother Feiyang, you bully people don't know, right? Xijing City is not a Bashu area, how can there be authentic hot pot? No matter how nice you say, what should I do if it's unpalatable when the time comes? Don't, don't. People specially save their stomachs to come and have a big meal. Tang Mi'er refused.

This unruly girl really gave Bao Feiyang a headache, he thought about it and asked tentatively: "You shouldn't have lived in North America for so many years and haven't been tired of eating Western food, right?" Why don't you go find a good western restaurant to eat steak? ”

In the 90s, Western food became popular, and generally there will be Western restaurants in better cities. Although Xijing City is located in the mainland, as the capital of Northwest Province, there are still a few good Western restaurants. As far as Bao Feiyang knows. There is a good reputation of Western restaurant away from the Splendid Hotel. Of course, the taste of the dish is not known in the eyes of Tang Mier, a little beauty who grew up in North America.

"Forget it. Brother Feiyang, the ghosts who eat, forget it. It's time for dinner, so don't talk about it. Tang Mi'er said and made an exaggerated vomiting motion. The baby's fat little face is wrinkled into a bun-shaped. Cute and playful look. Maybe it was because Tang Mi'er didn't want Tang Tian'er to be so strong when she appeared at the beginning, so that Bao Feiyang couldn't pull his face if he wanted to be impatient.

"I'm really scared of you. I don't eat this and I don't eat that. You don't eat Chinese or Western food. I've pretty much talked about everything you can eat in Xijing City. Could it be that your eldest lady wants me to make it for you to eat? Bao Feiyang shrugged his shoulders, his face full of helplessness.

"Huh? Brother Feiyang, can you cook? yes, yes, I want you to make it for me. Mi'er is going to eat the food cooked by Brother Feiyang. "Tang Mier is quite familiar and very good at taking words out of context. Bao Feiyang just said casually in desperation, it didn't mean this at all, but she grabbed an ambiguity and bit it.

This time, Bao Feiyang was really completely speechless.

Tang Mi'er's big eyes purred, leaned over, and the whole person hung on Bao Feiyang's arm, "Let's go, let's go." Where to cook? Hehe, go to your house? Why don't we ask a hotel manager and borrow their kitchen for use? She laughed secretly in her heart, pulling it back and forth by herself, wasn't she just waiting for Bao Feiyang's words? Now that Bao Feiyang has said it, he must not let it go.

Bao Feiyang didn't know Tang Mier's inner thoughts. He just felt that he was really going to die at this time, and Tang Mi'er's little girl didn't know any scruples at all. This action may seem like nothing to her, but for Bao Feiyang, a young and vigorous man, it is different.

Tang Mi'er's two white lotus arms wrapped around Bao Feiyang's one arm, and the softness on her chest was in close contact with Bao Feiyang, not to mention, but also rubbed around with Tang Mier's "unconscious" coquettish writhing movements. The soft and elastic touch like almond tofu rubs a deadly throbbing. The distance between the two people was too close, and the girl's unique body fragrance, an alluring fragrance similar to a fresh peach, drifted into Bao Feiyang's nose, causing a surge of adrenaline hormones.

Just like that, Bao Feiyang's heart thumped, and his face immediately turned red, "Okay, good!" You let go first, and let go and cook for you! ”

"Poof," Tang Mi'er was happy, "Okay, Brother Feiyang, you agreed." Don't cheat. But your face is so red. ”

Ahem, where is this little girl, it's clearly a little goblin who harms people! Bao Feiyang lowered his face and pretended not to hear it, quickly cleaned up the mood disturbed by this terrible little goblin, and seriously diverted the topic: "How do you know that I can cook?" And even if I can really make it, will it definitely be able to make it to your taste? ”

Tang Mi'er also knew that she would accept it when she saw it, and she didn't dare to go too far when she saw Bao Feiyang's face was tender and embarrassed. He smiled sweetly at his question, and a small dimple faintly appeared on his left cheek: "Hehe." Brother Feiyang is exposed, right? I'm not sure if you know how to cook, but I know now, you're sure you're a good cook. As for whether it's right or not, I don't have to worry about my taste, and those who can ask such questions must be people who make delicious dishes. ”

"You know that?" Bao Feiyang was a little curious. Although the tone of his rhetorical question just now was not very appropriate, it did carry some hints. But based on this alone, you can judge that Tang Mi'er, this girl is too ghostly, right?

Could it be that this girl is not only a goblin, but also a goblin?

In fact, when it comes to cooking, Tang Mier really didn't guess wrong, Bao Feiyang is definitely a good dish to cook. In the past, when he went to the capital, the dishes he cooked at Zhao Liping's house made Zhao Liping and Lin Manqing praise endlessly, and they almost swallowed their tongues. Now dealing with this Tang Mier, a little girl who grew up in North America and has not been exposed to much authentic Chinese food in the mainland, isn't it possible to shoot her jaw drop by cooking two dishes casually?

But what? How is Zhao Liping doing in the capital? I haven't heard from her for a long time. And Lin Manqing's hot girl, how is it lately? I haven't been in touch with them for more than half a year, right?

Soon, Bao Feiyang's distraction was seen by Tang Mi'er: "Hey, Brother Feiyang, what do you want?" You're not already thinking about what we're going to do later, are you? ”

Tang Mi'er recalled Bao Feiyang's attention in a coquettish voice.

"Actually, people have been in North America for so many years, and what they want to eat most is our Chinese home-cooked food, and I heard that home-cooked food is the most authentic Chinese food. Unfortunately, I'm a kitchen idiot and can't do anything. Alas, people are really looking forward to it. Tang Mi'er went on the offensive with sadness, and God knows how unprofessional her smug expression was now.

All right. Bao Feiyang was almost amused by her, just do it, "I affirm it." I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if I can still eat the finished food. Let's go! Bao Feiyang stood up and beckoned the waiter to come over and settle the bill.

Tang Mier happily followed Bao Feiyang out of the hotel, and saw that Bao Feiyang didn't go to the parking lot to get the car, so she asked strangely: "Brother Feiyang, where are we going?" ”

"Where do you say you're going? My eldest miss, how can we cook without buying vegetables first? Bao Feiyang shrugged and said.

"Oh yes. It turned out that I went to buy groceries, and Brother Feiyang was the best! Tang Mi'er clapped her hands and called cutely.

It's twelve o'clock at noon, and grocery shopping becomes a problem. The nineties market has just entered China, of course, at that time it was not called the city called the self-selected shopping mall, Xijing City, as the capital of Northwest Province, although there is also a large self-selected shopping mall, but not only far away from here, and Bao Feiyang also knows that at this time, even if he goes to the self-selected shopping mall, there will be no fresh vegetables there. But where to buy groceries at noon? Bao Feiyang thought about it, and took Tang Mi'er to drill a few small alleys. If memory serves, there should be vegetables for sale there.

Sure enough, there were some small traders and vendors in the alley who were still peddling leftovers that had not been sold in the morning market. Bao Feiyang looked left and right, carefully selecting among the pitiful leftovers. Luckily, I was able to buy two live crucian carp. I picked a few bunches of greens that had been wilted a little by the sun, and bought a few pieces of tofu, a few eggs, and some pork. When I left, I was at the mouth of the alley, and I weighed a few catties of peaches by the way.