Because they had to go to the taekwondo club at night, the two drove Xu Qingyuan's car to the snack street near the school to forage for food at four or five o'clock.

Compared with the hermit people who do not eat the fireworks of the world, the French people are more like the best among the general public, eating and sleeping like people, eating and sleeping regularly, and taking a nap at night.

Although the French people have a need for food in terms of survival, in terms of foodie spirit, Xu Qingyuan is far inferior to Yi Luoluo, a special case of the hermit.

As soon as he entered the snack street, Yi Luoluo was attracted by the rock sugar gourd at the door, Yi Luoluo stopped and reached out to pull Xu Qingyuan's sleeve, pointed to the colorful rock sugar gourd in the window and said, "Xu Qingyuan, I want to eat this." ”

After an afternoon of getting along, the two are a lot closer. Ilolo, a cold and arrogant girl in the eyes of outsiders, is really a quirky and greedy little girl in the eyes of those close to her.

Rock sugar gourds are very common in M City, but this season just in autumn is rare and particularly eye-catching.

Xu Qingyuan smiled dotingly: "Which one does my little Luo Luo want to eat?" ”

Iloro stared at the rock sugar gourds in the window and couldn't make a choice, and after thinking for a while, he made up his mind: "This kiwi fruit, this strawberry, and red fruit bean paste." ”

The old man who sold sugar gourds looked at Yi Luoluo's greedy appearance, and said with a smile: "Little girl, there are a lot of these, I can't finish eating them." ”

Ioloro stuck out his tongue and pointed behind him, "It's okay, I have him." ”

Xu Qingyuan shook his head helplessly, but he had already scanned the uncle's QR code: "How much is the uncle?" ”

The uncle smiled: "I'll give you a discount, nine yuan, for a long time." ”

The uncle quickly wrapped a paper towel around the handle of the sugar gourd of the red fruit hawthorn and handed it to Yi Luoluo.

Irolo was made red-faced by the uncle's joke, didn't he say that he couldn't see through it? Uncle doesn't play cards according to routines.

"Thank you, uncle, for borrowing your kind words. Business is booming. Xu Qingyuan happily took the remaining two sugar gourds and said goodbye to the uncle.

Although Xu Qingyuan is as warm as jade, he rarely laughs so wantonly, and today's Xu Qingyuan seems to have fallen under a spell, laughing so much that his cheeks hurt a little, but he still can't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Yi Luoluo held a sugar gourd with red fruit and waved goodbye to the uncle.

The crystal clear forehead sugar gourd, with Ilolo's still red cheeks, looks like a cute New Year's doll.

Xu Qingyuan pulled Irolo to the inside of the road to walk, and walked on the side of Irolo, blocking the occasional collision of the crowd for Ilolo.

In fact, Iloro didn't want to eat it that much, but the red appearance of this sugar gourd was so cute that people couldn't help but be tempted. Seeing that Yi Luoluo kept gathering the sugar gourd in front of his eyes and didn't eat it, Xu Qingyuan deliberately said, "How about feeding me one?" ”

Irolo made a gesture to protect the sugar gourd, and exaggeratedly bit a large red fruit. The big red fruit puffed up Irolo's cheeks like a greedy little squirrel.

Xu Qingyuan took out a tissue from the outer pocket of Yi Luoluo's bag and wiped the corners of Yi Luoluo's mouth: "How old is it, you still eat so much." ”

Yi Luoluo glanced at Xu Qingyuan, holding the sugar gourd, and walked forward without looking back.

In front of people who love us, we are always extra like children.

After eating in a snack street, Xu Qingyuan really saw what it means to have a big heart and a small stomach.

Irolo always wanted to eat something he saw, but it was really just a little.

Xu Qingyuan, a person who was not very hungry, was fed by Yi Luoluo.

On the way back, Xu Qingyuan thought that next time he must come to a super small portion, otherwise he would really become the first French clan to be fattened to death.

"Luo Luo, Coach Xu can't teach today......" After getting out of the car, Xu Qingyuan said pitifully while hiccuping.

Irolo stuck out his tongue weakly and said to himself, "Next time I'll have less." ”

Although it was uncomfortable, the female ticket's self-blame made Xu Qingyuan feel happy to eat two catties of buns.

But it turns out that Iolo said a little less, and it was a baseless deceptive language like a woman saying that she would not go shopping and a man saying that she would not play with a car.

So much so that later, Xu Qingyuan came to an experience after countless painful lessons: no matter what Yi Luoluo ordered, he had to add a "half" or "small" to the end.

"Boss, a cake cut."

"Half ......"

"Boss, let's have a fried mein."

"Half ......"

Although he endured the slight contempt of the vendors' many puzzles, Xu Qingyuan was cheeky and always adhered to the beautiful tradition of "half".

Gossip is nothing, compared to the stomach that lasts every day, everything is a floating cloud.

Due to the traffic jam, Coach Xu and Yi Luoluo were late to the club, so the two of them carried two large bags of fried chestnuts with sugar and stood at the door to meet the gossip eyes of dozens of Taoist friends.

Irolo is a low-key and thin-skinned man.

"I'm sorry, we're late. Please eat fried chestnuts. Iloro said embarrassedly.

Jiang Ning is even more of a big deal: "Yo, everyone else is invited to eat candy, how did you two become chestnuts." Xu Qingyuan, haven't you bribed your mother's family yet? ”

"The club is my family, and we are all a family." Sun Qi, the president and Xu Qingyuan's good buddy, smiled and said.

Unexpectedly, the concerted efforts of the club were brought into full play at this time, and all the Taoist friends secretly poked and prodded to Ilolo's side.

His eyes were scorching, staring at Xu Qingyuan with a little expectation, and he stated a fact wordlessly: "We are all members of my mother's family." ”

Sun Qi patted Xu Qingyuan's shoulder, and discussed with the "mother's family" shyly and timidly: "There is still a lack of big brother in the mother's family, the kind that can eat and work." ”

Xu Qingyuan punched Sun Qi with a smile and shook his head helplessly.

A good training class, how did the style of painting change abruptly, and it became a return to the door with a little daughter-in-law?

In order to win the recognition of the "mother's family", Xu Qingyuan generously ordered takeaway milk tea and desserts for everyone. After the training, everyone felt that this son-in-law was looking for a good job while eating, and even the few unfriendly people who were distressed and had just found the flowers that Xu Qingyuan had just found were the first to turn against them.

Laughter is laughter, but the training is still in order, and you can't be lazy at all, except for Ilolo, who is still lazy. A strained ligament is a good reason.

However, although lazy and lazy, Iroro's technical movements are impeccable. Xu Qingyuan has listened to Sun Qi talk about Yi Luoluo's leg technique very well in the past few days, but he missed all the training for the first time because of things.

Quietly watching Yi Luoluo play his legs with steps today, Xu Qingyuan felt that he was a little amazed. Although it seems to be lacking in strength, the stretch and control add a little aura to this leg method.

The snacker who was a fool turned into an arrogant white swan in an instant, and Xu Qingyuan was a little stunned. At the same time, there was a voice in my heart shouting happily: Look how lucky I am, I am fortunate to be Luo Luo's boyfriend.

After the training, Xu Qingyuan followed Yi Luoluo's car as usual and escorted her all the way home.

Yi Luoluo and Xu Qingyuan said goodbye but stood in front of the car reluctantly.

Holding the coffee, he waved his hand at Ilolo: "Hurry up and get in the car, it's a little cold at night." I'll bring you a sandwich tomorrow morning. ”

Yi Luo relied on it for a while, until Xu Qingyuan promised to buy sweet bagels for Yi Luo Luo tomorrow morning, and then happily got into the car and went home.

In the past two days, Irolo desperately wanted to share the joy with Qingge, the "accomplice", but after several video calls, Qingge did not respond here. After asking Qingge's mother, I found out that Qingge had recently fallen out of love and went to the Sahara alone to collect style.

On the Irolo calendar, the days flew by. In the morning, there is Xu Qingyuan's loving breakfast, and in the evening, two people can walk together.

Iloro is not a greedy girl, such a love like white sugar water is just right, clear and calm, but there is a hint of sweetness under the tasting.