On the national highway, a black Lamborghini flew away.

Inside the car.

Cuckoo

A discordant voice came, Yang Ying'er covered her crimson cheeks, and muttered to herself: Shame on the dead.

"Hungry?" Ye Xiangdong smiled and said with concern.

"Yes, it's not to go back to China early to see you, I didn't care about eating early and caught the flight, and now I'm starving." Yang Ying'er looked at Ye Xiangdong excitedly, as if to say: Aren't you very moved? Hurry up and praise me.

"Why don't you eat something on the plane?" Ye Xiangdong reproached.

didn't hear the answer she wanted, Yang Ying'er snorted lightly and turned her head.

Cuckoo

The discordant voice came again, Yang Ying'er's face was flushed, and she didn't dare to look at Ye Xiangdong.

Feeling that the air in the car was a little stuffy, Ye Xiangdong opened the window, the warm summer breeze was blowing, Yang Yinger's hair swayed with the wind, and the goddess was full of fan.

looked at her jade hand and stroked the hair on the side of her cheeks, as if she suppressed the shyness in her heart.

So he changed the topic and said: "I heard that the domestic media said that you were invited to France?" How are you playing? ”

Hearing Ye Xiangdong's question, Yang Ying'er smiled bitterly: "What do you mean to play?" I'm going to work, how can I be like you, be my own boss, take a vacation if I want to, and be free. ”

"Envy!" Ye Xiangdong squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Actually, you can too." ”

Yang Ying'er was very smart, and immediately understood what Ye Xiangdong meant, although she was a little embarrassed, she was very happy in her heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, as long as you want." ”

"Really?" Ye Xiangdong said in surprise. Good guys, it didn't take much effort to get there. Now you can roll the bed openly

Phew.

We are pure love, and we can't be so vulgar.

"Fake!" Yang Ying'er grimaced.

"Why?" Ye Xiangdong asked disappointedly.

"No, why." Yang Ying'er opened her eyes. Confused.

Ye Xiangdong shook his head helplessly, sure enough, the matter of marriage

Hey, I couldn't help but sigh and said: "You just do it, a good masonry king like me wants to marry you, you are not happy, you must have saved the world in your last life to have such good luck." ”

"Giggles" Yang Yinger covered her mouth and smirked, save the world, you can't think of it.

"It's not good in the first place." Ye Xiangdong said with annoyance.

"Yes. You're right, I must have been a hero in my last life to save the world. Yang Ying'er laughed, and her hands made a Tiga bumpy man's movement.

At this time, the car began to slow down slowly.

"It's here!" Ye Xiangdong said suddenly.

"What?" Yang Yinger looked out the window.

This is a restaurant called the Northwest Hotel, which is poorly decorated and has a normal appearance.

Yang Ying'er looked at Ye Xiangdong strangely, how could she think of coming here to eat?

It's not that she dislikes the simplicity of the restaurant, it's just that it doesn't quite match Ye Xiangdong's temperament, this guy is not very particular about food and clothing. Basically, there is only one truth, good goods are not cheap, cheap are not good. Therefore, since the economic conditions are good, I took her to either a Western restaurant or a five-star hotel.

And this time I came here uncharacteristically. Of course I'm curious.

"The pot rice here is very authentic and has a homely taste." Ye Xiangdong explained with a smile.

After getting out of the car, I came to Yang Yinger's side as soon as possible. Help her open the car door while taking her bag in one hand. After she got out of the car, she closed the door again.

"Yes. Very gentlemanly, I'll give you a thumbs up for your performance today. Yang Ying'er pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly.

"Hehe, if you like it." Ye Xiangdong nodded.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, a cold air rushed towards her, and Yang Yinger shivered.

"Just go in and get used to it." Ye Xiangdong closed the door, the temperature outside was very high, about thirty-seven or eight degrees, while the inside of the restaurant was only about twenty degrees, and the temperature difference was too great.

Yang Ying'er nodded, her eyes crossed the restaurant, pointed to the corner and said, "Shall we sit there?" ”

"Yes." Ye Xiangdong turned around and shouted at the bar: "Boss, two bowls of pot rice." ”

After sitting down, Yang Yinger looked at the layout of the hotel with some novelty, it was the first time she had come to such a hotel.

The restaurant is not big, counting the two of them, there are only three tables of guests to eat.

"What is pot rice?" Yang Yinger said curiously.

"It's pot rice." Ye Xiangdong reached out and twisted it on her small nose, jokingly.

"Say it quickly." Yang Ying'er slapped Ye Xiangdong's hand away and glared.

He smiled, but his thoughts went back to the past, and he said with some emotion: "In fact, the pot rice is suitable for winter, the crispy taste, the thick broth, very enjoyable, when I was young, the conditions at home were not good, the utensils for making rice were big iron pots, and every time I cooked, there would be a large pot of the basin left, in order not to waste, my mother often made pot rice for me and Siyu according to local practices, although I was poor at that time, but I was comfortable to eat, hehe, by the way, in my hometown, there is a saying."

It is said that eating pot rice symbolizes love, if a couple goes to a restaurant to eat pot rice together, the woman must mix the pot rice for the man to show virtue, and the man is responsible for eating the woman's unfinished pot rice to represent the love for his girlfriend.

How, isn't it interesting? ”

Yang Yinger's eyes were slightly red, she had a solid family since she was a child, and she had not experienced these hardships and hardships, hearing Ye Xiangdong say this, she was distressed and happy, she was distressed by Ye Xiangdong's suffering since childhood, and she was happy that Ye Xiangdong told her about it.

But that story is quite interesting, Yang Yinger hurriedly said: "How to mix the pot rice?" You teach me! ”

"Yes, got it." Ye Xiangdong smiled.

As he spoke, the waiter placed the prepared round pot, a large portion of stock and side dishes on the table, and then asked, "Sir, miss, do you need help?" ”

"We'll do it ourselves." Ye Xiangdong shook his head.

After the waiter left, Yang Yinger stood up, wiped her palms, and asked, "Tell me the steps of the operation." ”

"Listen up." Ye Xiangdong sat up straight, pointed his finger to the side dishes, and said: "The side dishes here are all cooked food, first sprinkle the minced mutton at the bottom of the bowl, cover it with a layer of shredded carrots, lettuce and bean sprouts, then cut the pot into small pieces and fill the side dishes, and finally use the broth to slowly pour down along the edge of the bowl until the pot is completely submerged." ”

"Well, it's very simple, I'm really a genius!" Yang Yinger followed Ye Xiangdong's complaint, and quickly mixed the two pots of rice, clapped her hands, and said proudly.

"Okay, great genius, hurry up and try it." Ye Xiangdong couldn't help laughing, Yang Yinger's personality is very lively, and being with her will always make people feel happy and happy.

Yang Ying'er nodded matter-of-factly, blew a breath, and put a little minced mutton into her mouth. (To be continued......)