Chapter 202: Experience Life

"Ahem." Zhao Mengyao let go of Li Yinglong a little embarrassed, and took half a step back, her red little face was very cute.

Zhao Mengyao said embarrassedly: "Let's go, I'm hungry." ”

As he spoke, he took the lead towards the barbecue stand.

Li Yinglong looked at Zhao Mengyao's good-looking back reluctantly, and his heart was itchy.

Why is his wife so cute! Every hour and every second of every day tempts him!

Is this a test of his willpower!

Li Yinglong wanted to cry without tears.

Li Yinglong and Zhao Mengyao are both very outstanding, and when they walked into the barbecue stall of both students at the same time, they were out of place.

Almost everyone stopped eating, drinking, and chatting, and all looked at these two people in a daze.

"it, beauty!" The boys were all stunned and stared at Zhao Mengyao intently.

"Mom, he's so handsome!! Look!! The girls were excitedly pulling their best friends' hands, stomping their feet excitedly, and screaming in low voices of excitement.

"They dress like this to eat at a roadside stand? This is where the princess prince came to experience civilian life? ”

"Won't it be a star! What variety show did you shoot about celebrities eating roadside stalls? ”

"Makes sense, let's see if there's a camera in the back."

"There aren't cameras, but you don't see them, the car!"

"Damn—that's not ...... Tens of millions of cars? What a brand! ”

"Rolls-Royce!"

"My mother—"

If this is the entrance of Chunhua High School, maybe the students will be a little more reserved. But this is the gate of No. 2 Middle School, most of them are children from ordinary families, and they are all amazed when they see this battle for the first time.

If it weren't for Li Yinglong's black face and the appearance that no one should enter, he would have been a little bold, and he would have regarded them as celebrities and gathered around to ask for autographs.

Zhao Mengyao walked to the front of the barbecue stall, rubbed her hands excitedly, and ordered from the boss.

The boss is a middle-aged uncle, his eyes have never been removed from Zhao Mengyao's face, and his eyes are straight. Li Yinglong glared at him viciously, and said coldly: "If you look at it again, you will be charged." ”

The boss suddenly came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and asked, "This young lady, what do you want?" ”

Zhao Mengyao looked at the menu on tiptoe, ordered some of her favorite food, and then turned her head and asked Li Yinglong what he wanted to eat.

"You can just order it." Li Yinglong rarely eats barbecue, and he doesn't know which ones are delicious, so it's all up to his wife to decide.

Zhao Mengyao helped Li Yinglong order some meat, Li Yinglong paid the bill in cash, and then the two found an empty seat together and sat down.

I don't know if the boss specially helped them roast first, but the fragrant barbecue was served quickly.

Zhao Mengyao smelled the fragrance, and when she saw the skewers that were still bubbling with oil stars, her stomach gurgled very cooperatively.

Li Yinglong dotingly rolled up the sleeves of the skirt for her, and also took off the ribbon tied around her wrist and put it in her pocket, saying, "Eat quickly if the baby is hungry." But don't eat too much, go back and let Lao Zhu prepare dinner. ”

Zhao Mengyao also did not argue with Li Yinglong. She also knows that this kind of street stall is indeed unhygienic, but it should be okay to eat it once in a while. It's not easy to get Li Yinglong to sit down with her, let alone eat a few more skewers.

However, to Zhao Mengyao's surprise, Li Yinglong sat in this roadside stall, not holding a shelf at all, wearing a suit of more than 100,000 yuan, eating a few yuan of skewers, elegant posture, generous, and eating with relish, as if he was dining in a high-end restaurant.

Zhao Mengyao couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and was a little moved in her heart. The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.