Chapter 172: Eating Alone

( )"That's why I said I was officially pursuing you." "I just hope you can accept me.

The topic shifted here, and the two didn't know what to say next.

After steaming intermittently for half an hour, the two went out.

When changing clothes, An Xiaomi saw herself in the mirror: "Damn, Gong!" Thousand! Cold! ”

No wonder he was smiling so happily just now, it turned out that her eyeliner and mascara had been steamed, and the black paste had already pasted her face.

Hmph, I didn't tell her, and I kept watching her make a fool of myself.

An Xiaomi washed with water for a long time before washing the black marks on her face.

After changing her clothes and going out, An Xiaomi glared at Gong Qianhan fiercely: "Why do you just smile and don't remind?" "Damn, does he like to see himself ugly so much?

Gong Qianhan smiled meaningfully: "Because your little flower cat looks very cute." ”

"Humph!" An Xiaomi raised her foot and stepped on Gong Qianhan's foot, indicating that she was angry.

It's just that her foot is very light, and it is clearly a dragonfly in the water.

"Just step on it?" Gong Qianhan stretched out his other foot as well: "Step on a few more feet to vent your anger." ”

"Childish." An Mi tilted her head and pretended to walk forward in a huff.

Gong Qianhan chased after him with a smile.

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Roadside stalls.

An Xiaoxiao and Gong Qianhan were holding a lamb skewer and eating it with relish.

Gong Qianhan ate a roadside stall for the first time, when he was abroad, his family did not allow him to eat a roadside stall, once he and Xiang Yang, Xiang Xun brothers and sisters ate cuttlefish balls in Y country, said it was a Japanese taste, at the time I felt general, and then I ate some fast food, no special feeling, and then I never tasted anything below the service level of a star-rated hotel.

This time in China, he really experienced Chinese food, with all kinds of flavors, which made people dizzy.

Take a chicken as an example, in foreign countries, it is either fried chicken or roast chicken, in China, there are braised chicken, spicy, stewed, sweet and sour, lo-mei, etc., and there are no less than ten cooking techniques for a chicken alone.

An Xiaomi stroked more than a dozen strings in one go, and she looked at Gong Qianhan who was eating Xiangswen while eating: "Young Master, will you be very aggrieved when you eat these things?" ”

"It's delicious." Gong Qianhan said sincerely.

"If you can't get used to this kind of roadside stall, you don't have to eat with me in front of you, you put it there, and I'll come alone." An Xiaomi held the skewers in one hand and the chopsticks in the other hand to eat the grilled eggplant that had just been delivered.

She used her chopsticks to pick up a long string of eggplant meat, put it in her mouth and chewed it deliciously.

"How can you be so sure that I can't get used to eating these things?"

"You eat so much, there must be a problem." An Xiaomi put down what she was holding, and then wiped her greasy fingers with a tissue, and rolled up her sleeves to her elbows. "Those who really like to masturbate are all thrown off their arms to eat, how can they care about any image."

Gong Qianhan: ""

Blame me for the good looks?!

An Xiaomi moved the things in front of Gong Qianhan to her side: "Young master, if you don't want to eat, just rest." Helping others is my hobby, and I love doing good deeds the most! Don't thank me, please call me Lei Feng. ”

"I can eat it."

As soon as Gong Qianhan's words came out, An Xiaomi took all the food that belonged to him to his side, for fear that the other party would rob him the same. As a standard foodie, no matter how much she eats, she can eat it slowly.

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