As soon as the boss left, the stools under Haixin Qu Lan's feet staggered in unison. Just sat down, and then the two tacitly put their eyes together and threw their eyes to Kang Lele. All of them are red fruits, "count you ruthless"(ಠ_ಠ)!

You must know that the sauce of this Pasta is nothing more than tomato sauce, cream, basil and so on, and with some vegetables, seafood and meat, even if the ingredients are not accompanied by any staple food, you will not feel sluggish. Not to mention the amount of food that Kang Lele has. Don't you really have to stay and wash the toilet for people ( ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅)!

I'm really not afraid of pig mutations, I'm afraid of pig metamorphosis! Haixin Qu Lan looked at each other and wanted to cry without tears. On the other hand, Kang Lele is in a good mood and sunny (. ◕ ∀ ◕｡ ) ❀～♬ 。 At this point, this day of sucking gas can be regarded as keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon. He was in a good mood, shaking his legs, sifting chaff, and waiting for the boss to serve the food ✌ with ✌ a spring breeze on his face.

After a while, the table was full, and there was not a single toothpick inserted. As soon as the boss's enthusiastic "slow use!" ended, then I heard the stool leg staggering. But this time it wasn't sent by Haixin Qu Lan. It's from the grandmother.

I looked down and saw that there was a pot full of dark fried sauce in front of me. The surroundings are full of all kinds of side dishes, and there are all kinds of swims in the sea running on the ground, but without exception, they are all in a double knot with pickled peppers and flying with wings.

I entered an Italian restaurant, why did I wear a Sichuan-style fried sauce noodle restaurant? If you don't mix a noodle, you will have to die if you don't have spicy food, and this still doesn't make people live (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)?! Looking at this table of 'delicacies' that are not red or black, Kang Le Le felt a stomach rolling. immediately recruited his own son on the side to let his son speak on behalf of his father and ask the boss Xingshi for his guilt. '××○○ D, don't you sell Pasta, look at this pot, what is this pot of black and black fried sauce?!

The boss saw that he didn't need to speak, just gestured, and someone came out to endorse him every minute, what a style, what a B. Although it was only a child of P point age, the posture was also vigorous and thunderous, and the admiration was like the water of the Yellow River. He replied respectfully: "Returning to your words, officer, don't you make fried noodles if you are afraid of it?"

'......' heard that Kang Lele found that he couldn't refute ( ̄ꈊ ̄ ) one by one. After a while, he regained his momentum and continued to say, "Then, what are you calling the fried noodle restaurant, isn't it over?" and ×× D Bombana, don't you have the intention of cheating people (ʘ言ʘ╬)!?" Thinking that when Qu Lan wanted to see the menu just now, he didn't stop how good it should be. I will not regret it now that my bowels are cleared (☍_⁰)... I have to hit the fangs and swallow them in my stomach (☍_⁰)。。。。。。