Zhao Qingluo slapped his hand away angrily, Yue Tingcheng said this kind of thing, it couldn't help but make people sound like this was a dead arrogant.

It's just that the meaning of his words made Zhao Qingluo feel a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

So on the surface, the young master of MK who looks glamorous, in fact, can't even ordinary people simply do it, three meals a day, eat well, and nourish the stomach?

"Aren't you rich people supposed to eat and drink without worry? How could you still make your stomach look like this. ”

Zhao Qingluo still had a hard mouth, she just wanted to show concern, but she was afraid that her next question would sound a little hypocritical. So she mocked the other party first.

He's a cheeky guy anyway, and he never seems to take his ridicule seriously here.

Yue Tingcheng had a smile on his face and didn't answer Zhao Qingluo's question.

Zhao Qingluo wondered if he had said something wrong, but after thinking about it, he didn't care much about what he usually said more ugly than this. It's just that since he didn't answer, he wouldn't ask any questions himself.

"Originally, when I signed the contract for formal marriage, I thought that you were innocent after all, and I tried not to involve you in some complicated things. But now it seems that there is no way to fulfill the original promise, but I will protect you, don't worry. ”

It's okay not to answer, he replied like this, Zhao Qingluo looked at him blankly, which pot is this?

And he obviously only asked a small question, how did he answer so seriously, the most important thing is that he still doesn't understand it at all.

It's just that thinking about it these days, Yue Tingcheng is indeed a little nervous, and he doesn't look like he was surprised when he was in front of him before.

In the past few days, he is either very easy to get angry, or he is very easy to be jealous, or he is full of dominance and has to take care of everything.

By the way, plus the situation last night, there was one more sudden illness with a bad stomach. But speaking of which, I didn't know about his bad stomach before.

But think about it, maybe it's because Yue Tingcheng is deliberately angry, otherwise he really hasn't seen him have stomach problems because he hasn't eaten.

Along the way, the two of them said this without a match, and it could be regarded as arriving at the dinner place chosen by Yue Tingcheng.

After Zhao Qingluo got out of the car, she looked at the commercial street in front of her, which was not very familiar.

Looking around, according to the usual habit of Yue Tingcheng, he would definitely not come to this kind of pedestrian street that is too messy to eat.

In addition, after looking around, he didn't find any star-rated hotels, which made Zhao Qingluo a little unclear.

"I know you're going to the villa later, so I'll give you there. After that, we'll just go home, so that's no problem, right? ”

And Yue Tingcheng just locked the car and talked to himself, as if he didn't notice Zhao Qingluo's doubts at all.

"What are you bringing me here for?"

Since this man likes to answer questions, then he will learn from him. I don't want to answer him, and now this question doesn't make much sense, I just want him to answer the questions in my heart.

Yue Tingcheng glanced up at Zhao Qingluo, as if he felt that she was a little stupid, and then raised his eyebrows: "Come to dinner, otherwise what else can you do?"

Well, Zhao Qingluo didn't mind where to eat at all. Thinking about the beginning of the business, she hadn't eaten any roadside stalls, but she still couldn't believe that Yue Tingcheng would go to the village to eat in such a place.

If you want to come to this kind of commercial street that ordinary people love to come, Yue Tingcheng should usually come to visit it.

"Are you working overtime? What's in a daze? ”

Hearing the other party shouting herself, Zhao Qingluo didn't continue to ask, because she could see that the other party seemed to be deliberately selling Guanzi.

I don't want to fall into his trap, so I cooperate with him to ask, otherwise it will seem really stupid.

It's just that seeing that Zhao Qingluo didn't ask any questions, Yue Tingcheng immediately took her hand, and even when he said this, he stretched out his finger and knocked her forehead, showing great intimacy.

Zhao Qingluo really began to wonder if he had taken the wrong medicine in the hospital, anyway, she just felt a little unaccustomed.

Although Yue Tingcheng is with him, he seems to have a bad taste, that is, love suddenly shows a very affectionate appearance. But sometimes you have to show it to outsiders.

But Zhao Qingluo always felt that he seemed to be more and more handy now in such a "show of affection".

Anyway, he, the eldest young master, doesn't care, so why should he worry about where to eat? So Zhao Qingluo is no longer entangled in this problem.

It's just that Yue Tingcheng didn't choose some popular fast food restaurants that can be seen everywhere now, but pulled Zhao Qingluo into an old street that had been covered by high-rise buildings.

Although the old street still looks like there are still some people, after all, compared to the commercial street in front of it, it is too depressed.

Coming to a shop, Yue Tingcheng finally stopped. Zhao Qingluo looked up suspiciously, looking at the dinner place in front of her that was "lucky" to be chosen by this picky Yue Shao.

The signboard is also very old, and it is rare to see it nowadays, and the signboard with handwritten calligraphy is a porridge shop.

If it is getting late today, there are still three or four guests scattered in the porridge shop, and there are two red lanterns hanging in front of the door, which is set against the backdrop, which makes Zhao Qingluo feel that this picture looks quite healing.

So I didn't expect that this was actually a place known by Yue Tingcheng's iceberg face.

"Don't tell me you're a regular at this porridge shop."

If Yue Tingcheng really answered like this, Zhao Qingluo would wonder if he had written the script in advance and deliberately brought himself to act in a play.

But he didn't expect Yue Tingcheng to think that it was strange for him to ask like this.

"Or else? Do you think I found such an old store by opening it myself? Neither of us has eaten properly in the past few days, so we shouldn't go to eat some big fish and meat and drink some porridge. ”

After speaking, Yue Ting let go of Zhao Qingluo's hand and walked in by himself.

It seems that this porridge shop should be run by an old couple, but the two of them look to be about sixty or seventy years old.

At this time, Zhao Qing thought of her grandmother, who used to cook porridge for herself when she was at home.

Especially when I stay up late and work overtime until dawn, I can drink a bowl of hot porridge cooked by my grandmother for breakfast, which is really a happy thing.

Later, for various reasons, my grandmother offered to go to a nursing home, so I hadn't eaten anything my grandmother made for a long time.

Now that I think about it, I really miss it, and the taste is incomparable to all restaurants.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingluo still felt that her nose was a little sour, but this time was not the time to be hypocritical.

Zhao Qingluo looked at the conversation between Yue Tingcheng and the boss, and was a little suspicious for a while, is this person still the Yue Tingcheng he knows?

Originally, I thought that he should be a person who grew up with a golden spoon, pampered since he was a child, did not worry about eating and drinking, and all the things he used were the top in the world, and he was also a famous brand that many poor families might not understand in their lifetime.

But during this time, I seem to have seen him many times. But it's the first time I've seen such an abnormal side, or rather, a very rare side.

Zhao Qingluo knew that Yue Tingcheng was a person, if he wanted to tell him anything, he would definitely tell him.

If he doesn't want to say it, he is not the kind of person who breaks the casserole and asks to the end, and he doesn't listen to gossip very much, so since he doesn't say it, he doesn't want to ask more.

It's just that I can't help but feel that Yue Tingcheng still has a lot of faces, which I haven't seen before.

So although I have been with him as a husband and wife for more than half a year, I still don't seem to know him.

And I think about it for more than half a year, I have been murdering him many times, and now I am watching him sitting in such an ordinary porridge shop.

If it weren't for the set of haute couture clothes he was wearing, which showed his identity as a young master of MK all the time, Zhao Qingluo would really think that he was just an ordinary person passing by here.

Zhao Qingluo felt that she had thought too much tonight, so she should not have any psychological burden, but it was just a dinner, since she was here to drink porridge, she should make herself warmer.

After walking into the porridge shop, Zhao Qingluo listened to Yue Tingcheng and the boss chatting, but he didn't expect him to have such a talkative side, listening to the content of their conversation, the boss was obviously very familiar with him.

"Do you think that one day, you can't imagine that you will see me like this?"

Originally, Zhao Qingluo thought that he wouldn't ask, so he wouldn't say anything. It's just that after the proprietress brought them the hot porridge, Yue Tingcheng asked such a sentence.

"Neither of us really knew each other, and it's only natural that you have other unknown faces, and you haven't seen me a lot, haven't you?"

Yue Tingcheng seemed to be very satisfied with Zhao Qingluo's answer, nodded slightly, and the two of them started dinner time quietly.

However, at this time, Zhao Qing looked at Yue Tingcheng in front of him, how could he be more "well-behaved" than himself when he drank porridge.

"Drink more porridge, it's also good for your stomach."

Looking at such a "well-behaved" Yue Tingcheng, Zhao Qingluo made a ghost and spoke.

When the other party looked up at her, she hurriedly buried her head and continued to drink porridge.

Zhao Qingluo didn't know what kind of eyes she had just looked at Yue Tingcheng, she only knew that maybe she didn't have the sharpness and meanness she usually had.

In fact, there was something called warmth in her eyes at this time, but she didn't want to be seen by Yue Tingcheng like this.

"Actually, my mother used to bring me to this porridge shop when I was a child."

Yue Tingcheng suddenly said this, which made Zhao Qingluo a little surprised. But when he suddenly mentioned his past, Zhao Qingluo was also searching in his memory, as if he had never heard him mention the past.