Jiang Yong looked at the mask in his hand, and finally noticed the color of the mask, "......"

She looked at the mask almost incredibly, then at Lu Yan, and sighed: "Brother Lu, you said that you can buy my daughter a macho pink dress, just wear a pink mask, have you been wronged?" ”

Lu Yan: "The pink dress is for you, I am a public figure, and I must have idol baggage." ”

Jiang Yong: "......"

God idol baggage.

As soon as the mask was worn, the ghost knew whether he was Takeshi Kaneshiro or Song Xiaobao.

Besides, sometimes Lu Yan doesn't have a face, do you care that you have idol baggage!

Jiang Yong didn't bother to change his mask again, rolled his eyes, put it on Lu Yan himself, pinched the wire on the bridge of his nose for him, and said viciously: "I've used it!" Cannot be returned! ”

Lu Yan swore that the best patience and temper in his life were used on Jiang Yong.

If someone else dared to do this, he would have beaten him and wouldn't even know his own mother.

You can wear a mask when you go shopping, but you still have to take it off when eating.

Jiang Yong searched for a long time before he found a relatively high-level Malatang with a cubicle.

The waiter came over and asked them whether the soup base should be white or red.

Jiang Yong asked Lu Yan, "Can you eat spicy?" ”

Lu Yan: "Yes." ”

Jiang Yong looked at the waiter again: "I want red soup." She paused for a moment, and suddenly thought of the scene where people were in the car today, but their souls were floating behind the car, and she was angry and wanted to retaliate, so she added to the waiter in a low voice: "The spicier the bowl of that handsome guy, the better, he is a tenth-level spicy player." ”

As a native of Sichuan and Chongqing, Jiang Yong can be said to have grown up in spicy spicy seeds.

Most people in Sichuan and Chongqing are very spicy, just like a roommate in her high school before, who even had to ask the boss to add millet spicy even to eat egg fried rice.

The spicy scalding was done, and the waiter brought it up, holding the charge slip in his hand, "A total of one hundred and twenty yuan, we are still holding activities in the store, do you want to participate?" Accumulate likes and discounts, just forward the façade activities. ”

Even if Jiang Yong has accepted his identity as a rich second generation, it is still difficult to say that he will abandon his thrifty character after so many years.

Anyway, it was just a trivial matter to forward, so Jiang Yong asked, "How many likes can be discounted?" ”

Waiter: "Ten likes are nine percent off, fifty likes are eight percent off, and the discounts behind are one hundred likes for each discount, and the highest order can be freed." ”

Jiang Yong took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat just now and scanned the QR code to forward the advertisement, and Lu Yan, who went to the toilet over there, happened to come back.

Jiang Yong's eyes lit up, and he looked at Lu Yan's gaze as if he had seen a humanoid free stand-alone machine, "Lu Yan!" ”

Lu Yan's footsteps paused, "What bad thing have you done?" ”

Jiang Yong had never used this tone of joy and expectation to call him, and according to his understanding of Jiang Yong, eighty percent was nothing good.

Jiang Yong saw Lu Yan sitting down opposite her, put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, looked at Lu Yan with sparkling eyes, and sighed, "It's the first time I think your fans are so useful." ”

Lu Yan: "? ”

Jiang Yong hurriedly put the QR code in front of Lu Yan, "Scan it, accumulate praise, you can get rid of the order." ”

Lu Yan sat in his position like a boneless, "Are you still afraid that I won't be able to pay?" ”