The breezy words are a little lighter than talking and laughing.

That casual energy, it seems that I didn't pay attention to it at all, just in the vernacular.

But these words made Qiao Xin look at Bo Jinghan again, and there was more serious concentration in her eyes.

From Bo Jinghan's eyes, she saw a touch of murderous aura.

If it weren't for this, probably no one would have thought that Bo Jinghan, who was smiling and smiling in front of him, was actually talking to her about a layout dyed with evil spirits.

"That...... Sister Bo, is Grandpa Sun the one you just talked about the chef of this shop? ”

"I don't know. When I met Grandpa Sun, he opened a small restaurant in the alley near the north entrance of the school dormitory. There is no box in it, just two tables. ”

Changing the subject, the heavy breath dissipated.

Bo Jinghan exhaled softly, but his eyes turned to the stack of sweet and sour tenderloin in front of him, "Maybe it's a coincidence, right?" ”

"I'm quite curious, I see that this is the point, the students will go to class, and the hotel should not be busy. Why don't we call the one in charge to come and have a look? If it's really what you said about Grandpa Sun, hehe, it's been many years, and the old man should be the age of Renrui. I want to meet him, I heard that the old man who touches the age of Renrui is touched by the fairy spirit! ”

With that, Qiao Xin stood up, went out to beckon, called a waiter, and muttered a few words in his ear.

Not long after she returned to her seat, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

A young, tall man, dressed in a white coat stained with oil and a chef's hat on his head, entered.

He looked to be in his twenties, and he looked very honest.

There was a smile on his face.

walked in and was slightly stunned, even more straightforward.

"You're the one in charge?"

Staring at the straightforward man, Qiao Xin waved her arms and made a spoon-shaking motion.

The man scratched his head a little embarrassed, and his eyes didn't dare to linger on the faces of several people, but when he saw Yun Chunxi, he paused slightly for a few seconds, and then heard him suddenly open his mouth and shouted: "Tiger girl? ”

This nickname is the sign of Yun Chunxi's three years of high school!

When I got out of the school gate, I heard a non-long-eyed call.

Ling Yun Chunxi couldn't help but be stunned: "Are you ......?"

"Me, fatty!"

Now the man who is not fat at all stretched out his hand and gestured on his stomach exaggeratedly: "You forget, back then, our age school grass chased you relentlessly, but as a result, I knocked him out!" Hahaha......"

Everyone was stunned.

Yun Chunxi quickly exchanged glances with his dead friend, looked at him again, looked up and down, and Yun Chunxi dared to recognize someone.

"Fat man...... Hey, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your height is getting bigger, and your weight is dropping. I still recognize you! ”

"Hey, isn't it! When many of my classmates saw me, they said they couldn't recognize me. If you weren't the same as before, standing out and resembling shallots, I wouldn't have recognized it. How's it going, are you doing now? I feel that our class, after leaving the school gate, will disperse. ”

"I'll do it!" Yun Chunxi prevaricated without fame, turned his eyes to look at his dead friend, reached out and took off the hat on her head, pointed at her and asked, "Fatty, look at her, do you still recognize her?" ”

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