Luo Qingxue pulled him to sit down. Waiting for the shopkeeper to clean up the tabletop, Leng Yunting still felt very unclean, and he couldn't sit comfortably. The ass was twisted and pinched, and he even took out a paper towel and wiped it on the table over and over again.

Luo Qingxue naturally knew what he thought, but she had no choice, she just smiled and watched him frown and clean up alone.

"Think it's dirty?" she smiled, "When I was in high school, I went to a lot of places like this in my hometown, and although it tasted good, the environment was really 。。。。。。。。 Very average. But you won't forget that taste after you've eaten it, I swear. ”

Leng Yunting was still frowning, he thought that Luo Qingxue's background was not very good in the past, and he thought that her family was originally very poor, so he closed his mouth, and still took out a tissue boy and carefully wiped the table.

Luo Qingxue looked around very comfortably, the noise and noise reminded her of the past.

At that time, there were still a bunch of people practicing ballet, and after class, they didn't want to go home immediately, so they formed a team to come over to the snack street here.

At that time, Lan Aiqing had not yet entered the team, and at that time, Zhong Yisheng still had a hazy impression of her. It can be said that at that time, she should have been the most carefree and happiest moment.

- And one more point, the reason why she wanted to come over.

Here, only a kilometer away from her home, from her home five years ago!

Soon, the steaming casserole was served, and the tangy aroma made the two of them still have a little appetite even if they had a little dinner.

Leng Yunting is naturally the same, although he despises the dirty mess here, but the smell rushes straight into his nose, making him secrete saliva amylase in his mouth unconsciously.

"Try it, there are so many people queuing up here, and the taste is definitely not bad. Luo Qingxue smiled, put down the collar of her erected windbreaker, and revealed half of her face. I took a small bite of the vermicelli, which was slippery and elastic, just like the taste in my past memory. I took another sip of the soup, the clear soup is the boss's exclusive secret pork bone soup, with pepper, fresh and spicy, and it is extra warm to drink in winter.

In particular, she never thought that she would be able to come here in her lifetime and eat the taste of her memory!

Leng Yunting saw that she was eating with relish, and he also tried to taste it, and this time, his taste buds were immediately opened. He Leng eldest young master, when has he ever eaten such a thing since he was a child? He suddenly felt fresh and extremely surprised, and even after dinner, he lowered his head and ate it in a big gulp.

The two of them got together, although the clothes are still extraordinary, but, ordinary people, who always looks at the brand of your clothes? I just think that these two people's clothes are stylish and look very good.

Although Luo Qingxue likes the taste here, after all, she is an actor and needs to keep in shape, so after a few bites, she put down her chopsticks with satisfaction. On the contrary, it is Leng Yunting, anyway, the man's meal is relatively large, he sat in the car all morning this morning, his appetite is not very good, and he didn't move much for dinner, but this time he came here, but he ate the casserole upside down. After that, he still raised his head unsatisfied, Luo Qingxue smiled, reached over and wiped the stains on his mouth with a tissue: "Not bad, right?"