From the moment she stepped into the teahouse, Zheng Qingyue felt that there were many eyes looking at them, and the teahouse, which was originally full of people, suddenly became quiet.

It wasn't until Zheng Qingyue looked at the people who were drinking tea that they resumed talking but their voices were a little quieter, and their eyes looked at Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen intentionally or unintentionally.

Nangong Ruochen calmly pulled Zheng Qingyue to sit at a table and turned her head to look at Zheng Qingyue.

Standing at the front desk was a chubby middle-aged man, with a fleshy hemorrhoid in the center of his eyebrows, looking at people and smiling to give people a kind feeling, but his calculating eyes betrayed him.

"What do you want to eat?" Nangong Ruochen didn't care about everyone's eyes and pulled Zheng Qingyue to sit down.

"I heard that the crispy of 'Tongmu Town' is particularly famous, and then a pot of Biluochun and a plate of peanuts."

Zheng Qingyue really ordered it, and stood aside to order the shop's junior two enthusiastically.

"Okay! You'll be right there! ”

Nangong Ruochen looked at Zheng Qingyue as if she was smiling, and leaned close to her ear to play with the taste; "Yue'er is not afraid of poison?"

Zheng Qingyue smiled evilly, "Don't be afraid, because I am invincible!" It's the big brother, you have to be careful! ”

Nangong Ruochen's face darkened for a moment, but he quickly recovered. Sure enough, a bad girl! I wanted to tease her, but it turned out that I was molested, but I had an account to settle.

Suddenly, Nangong Ruochen took Zheng Qingyue, who was smiling evilly, into his arms, and kissed Zheng Qingyue's peach-colored lips, and the wide sleeves just covered the faces of the two.

But everyone who sees it knows what they're doing, and it's all over in one kiss! Zheng Qingyue was still a little confused, should this guy be like this! How big the heart must be!

probably also felt that Nangong Ruochen's actions were too amazing, and the people in the teahouse all looked at Zheng Qingyue's side, but Nangong Ruochen returned to what they were originally doing with a look.

Nangong Ruochen hugged Zheng Qingyue, who was still a little unstable, and received a deep smile from Zheng Qingyue's resentful eyes, and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her mouth again.

opened his mouth and said slowly: "Yue'er, forgot what I said last time?" ”

Zheng Qingyue was stunned for a few seconds, and then remembered something and glared at Nangong Ruochen even more resentfully.

Didn't you just call him "senior brother", don't you hold a grudge like this! She was used to what she could do.

Nangong Ruochen caressed Zheng Qingyue's green silk, "I don't mind Yue'er changing it slowly, it's best to make a few more mistakes." ”

'Slap' Zheng Qingyue slapped Nangong Ruochen's chest with a palm, and said angrily, "I mind!" Regardless of the occasion, she said that she really couldn't accept it!

Nangong Ruochen chuckled, "Then Yue'er should be careful, don't be wrong." ”

At this time, the things Zheng Qingyue ordered were also ready, and the shopkeeper brought the things up.

"Guest, you use it slowly!"

Zheng Qingyue sat up straight, picked up a bite of the crisp on the table and ate it, and took a bite of it~ It tastes crispy, very sweet and delicious.

I've always liked to eat a bite of crisp, but I didn't expect a bite of crisp to eat here is great and delicious! Zheng Qingyue squinted her eyes with satisfaction, enjoying a bite of crispy food like a child.

"It's that delicious?" Nangong Ruochen wiped the residue on the corner of Zheng Qingyue's mouth

"Uh-huh! It's super delicious, don't believe you try it. Zheng Qingyue nodded like a chicken pecking rice, cute to death.

Nangong Ruochen took Zheng Qingyue's hand and took a bite of the crisp she handed over.

Zheng Qingyue looked at Nangong Ruochen expectantly, like a child begging for praise; "How's it good?"

In the eyes of Zheng Qingyue, Nangong Ruochen surrendered unconditionally; "It's delicious, Yue'er gives it even better."

Zheng Qingyue gave him a roll of his eyes, and he knew the rhetoric.

Unconsciously, the atmosphere in the teahouse became a little weird, that is, Zheng Qingyue was happily eating and drinking tea, and the other people were a little strange.

He sat quietly and didn't speak, but he didn't do anything else.