The shop looks like a small building from the outside, and when you walk in, you notice that there are many tourists in the corridor-shaped walkway.

Just. Raise. Open. The curtain walked in, and the one outside. Share. The dry heat is blocked, and the face is rushed. Fragrant. Taste. It made her mood much better.

At least not anymore. Violent. Day. Toward. Heavens, open. I didn't open my eyes, I was a little tired, and I didn't know what to do next.

Leaning on the oil at the door. Fry. Beans. Rot. Squeeze. Target. Skin. Scorched. Crisp. Unfold. Yellow. of, risky. Rolling. Hot hot. Gas, ten dollars a piece, sheep. Meat. The skewers are mainly small portions, and the price is half cheaper than the outside.

"I didn't expect there to be such a big food street here, let's go through the whole food first, and then see which one to eat?" Wu Xuan suggested.

"Hmm", he replied, thinking that he would have to go a long way to get out of this map. Green. area, this time there is no need to bother.

There are not many tourists leaning against the door, and after a few steps inside, it becomes lively, and the place that sells Malatang and Huajia, the position outside the store is full of tourists, and the mocking voices are very atmospheric.

Basically, they are dragging their families or friends. Honey. Peer, look at that. Eat. The hot look is especially impressive. Appetite, desire.

"You can think about this later." Wu Xuan said, and took Zhu Jia to the corridor on the left.

There are some cold drink shops and snack bars, and there are obviously no tourists.

Walking here is still a little cool air blowing on the body, very comfortable, as if suddenly walking from the hot summer to the late autumn evening under the bushes, a completely different experience, of course, the mood will be different.

At the end of the day, all the dryness is gone, if you stay for a long time, it is estimated that you will stay for a long time. Belly. Child. Want. Hurt.

The boys, who were less than twenty years old, stood there looking at the screen erected on the table, and didn't say a word.

However, the short woman in her forties from the snack bar next to her said enthusiastically: "Come for lunch, boss, our à la carte dishes are very distinctive in Hangzhou, and the price is cheap." ”

"Places where no one comes are generally not very good. Eat. She whispered in his ear.

The young man beside her just glanced at it lightly, and his gaze was all the same. Straight. Looking ahead, it was a little more deserted, and the iron door of the innermost shop was from above. Pull. down.

Wu Xuan is quite leisurely, and when she walks side by side, she is a little. Soft. Feeling. Lukewarm. Beautiful. felt that he was reluctant to talk and disturb this paragraph.

Soon back to the spicy sixtieth piece, the atmosphere is different.

"You buy a sixtieth nail here, you want the whole one, I'll go inside to see if there is anything more delicious, and after you buy it later, come to me inside." Wu Xuan said.

The last one when she walked past. Smear. Yu Guang only retained a little bit of his back, and he still had a little bit in his heart. Lian. Yi.

The sixtieth shop is located in the center, and there are corridors on both sides, and the aisle on the right is obviously more crowded.

"Come on, come on, we have biangbiang noodles here, the noodles are wide and strong, let's have a bowl." This boy's voice is quite nice.

Wu Xuan walked over and was stopped by the waiter at this ramen shop, this man who was about the same age as herself was so enthusiastic that she was a little overwhelmed.

Big bone white noodle soup, look at its shape. color, just right. Full. Foot. Her current . Mouth. Dry. Tongue. Dry, there are obviously several shops in front, and she has no plans to go again.

Sitting in the hall of the store, she was still thinking about whether to call him and tell him, she always felt that the two of them were quite strangers, and if he didn't come to find her next, there was some possibility.

She's tired with it. Intentionally flipped through the web page and looked, there were several customers in the store, and a family of three had just come to sit across a small stall on the right, and the little girl who was about seven or eight years old had to look at her from time to time.

He hasn't come yet, why hasn't he come yet, there is a big bowl of thick in front of him. Soup. Four. Overflow. Target. Coarse. Face, he didn't come, Wu Xuan didn't want to move first, and his eyes would look to the right.

In fact, it was a shop next door, blocked by the wall, and the voices of people there mixed with the shouts of middle-aged men in another local restaurant opposite.

In such a lively environment, she still has a special expectation for something in her heart. Throbbing, moving, this feeling has been shocking and disturbing her heart.

It was really a long time when the young man was holding a large bowl in both hands. Abalone., fish, flowers. Armor. Powder. Silk suit, with a bottle of beer embedded in his right hand and lightly touching the table.

She was still looking down at her phone at the moment. Bloom. He smiled.