Jiang Yunli glanced at the environment of this wonton stew restaurant, the napkins all over the floor, and there were two flies flying on the table, this harsh environment, he couldn't help frowning.

Sister, I think it's better for me to see you eat..... But this sentence was brewing on his lips for a long time, and finally he became: "What you eat, what I eat." ”

He secretly disliked everything in the store, but as a result, the president of Qianda sat directly on the stool that had peeled off the paint, not caring at all if it was dirty.

Jiang Yunli is speechless, is Qianjiao so informal? He also thought that a pampered princess like Qianjiao, who had been pampered since childhood, would not even drink a sip of mineral water that was not airlifted back, let alone won't even take a sip of mineral water that was not airlifted back.

Since the president of Qianda is so casual, then he must not be hypocritical, and he also endured his cleanliness habit and sat down.

How could Qianjiao not see Jiang Yunli's constipated expression, she was calm: "The environment is secondary, the taste is the key, otherwise this store would not have been open for more than ten years." ”

Jiang Yunli captured the point: "You come often? ”

Qianjiao nodded, her voice was very soft, and there was a hint of nostalgia: "When I was a child, I used to have breakfast here. ”

I saw this shop when I was just driving by.

I didn't expect this store to be open.

When she was a child, she often didn't eat her mother's breakfast, and pulled her mother here to eat wonton stew, and her nutritious breakfast suddenly fell out of favor, and her mother also came to this store to learn the craft.

As soon as the memories began, they were interrupted by the boss's shouting: "Two bowls of three fresh wontons are here." ”

The boss is not the same boss as before, but his voice is still as loud as the original boss, and he looks like a family.

Two steaming bowls of wontons rested in front of Qianjiao and Jiang Yunli, Jiang Yunli smelled the strong fragrance, and then looked at Qianjiao sitting in front of him.

It turns out that she often comes to the place, and it turns out that she likes to eat wontons.

Suddenly, I felt that this store was not broken at all.

A thick sweetness spreads.

He... Has she been slowly brought into her life?

However, Qianjiao frowned lightly at this time, and seemed to be very annoyed.

Jiang Yunli glanced at the bowl and instantly understood.

A puddle of green onions floating on the wontons.

He knew that Qianjiao hated eating green onions.

Sure enough, after Qianjiao dismantled the disposable chopsticks, the first thing she did was to pick up the green onions.

Just as she was picking out a few green onions, her mobile phone suddenly rang, and she felt it out and saw that it was the secretary calling.

The store was too noisy, so Qianjiao walked outside the store to answer the phone.

After a few brief words, she went back to the store and sat down to take a look.

The green onions in the bowl were all lying on a napkin, and all that was left in her bowl was the white ravioli with white flowers.

Qianjiao raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Yunli.

Jiang Yunli's peach blossom eyes bent: "Do you want vinegar?" ”

Qianjiao pursed her lips: "I'll come by myself, thank you." ”

She poured a few drops of vinegar and muttered to herself, this little fart kid is still... Quite attentive.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the two of them ate wontons quietly.

It's just that the phone hasn't been quiet.

Messages from the secretary kept popping out.

She held a spoon in one hand and a mobile phone in the other to read the information sent by the secretary.

I was fascinated by it, and when I bit into the wonton in the spoon, the juice inside came out, and the corners of my mouth were full of juice.

Qianjiao let out an irritable "tsk" and was about to put down her phone to pull the napkin.

A bony hand reached over and gently and delicately wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin.

"Boom."

The spoon fell into the bowl.

Qianjiao swallowed her saliva, raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yunli, her eyes were unfathomable: "You." ”

Jiang Yunli still had a smile on his handsome face, looking expectant: "Huh? ”

Was he impressed?

However, the next second—

Qianjiao narrowed her eyes: "I want to die." ”

“.....”