After getting off the bus, the aromas of various delicacies were mixed together, and they came directly to the nose, making Song Zhiyuan a little hungry immediately.

The first shop on the street is a hot and sour noodle shop, the store is very small, there is no place to sit inside, everyone is inside and outside the store, and they are eating sour and refreshing with bowls of hot and sour noodles.

Song Zhiyuan likes heavy tastes, and he has little resistance to authentic hot and sour noodles, but he can't help but swallow his saliva when he is tempted by others at this moment.

Zhou Qichuan saw her expression full of desire for a certain thing for the first time, and the appearance of her eyes really made him can't help but laugh, and immediately led her to the crowd, He Wu followed behind them, maintaining a very high level of realm and observing everything around him.

Of course, in addition to He Wu, there were several bodyguards in plain clothes, who followed not far away.

Walked through the crowd and came to the front of the shop, without Song Zhiyuan saying, Zhou Qichuan scanned the code to pay and buy hot and sour noodles.

The people around noticed the two of them, and kept glancing at them, even though they were both dressed casually and wearing sunglasses at the moment, it was still the most beautiful, brightest and most durable scenery in the crowd.

Many girls saw that Zhou Qichuan had been holding Song Zhiyuan's hand tightly, and they were reluctant to let go, and the hot and sour noodles in their mouths felt tasteless.

In addition to envy and jealousy, there is only envy and jealousy.

No matter how handsome, mature and stable a good man is, they are all from someone else's family.

Although there are many people queuing up to buy hot and sour noodles, the almost flowing homework, coupled with the fast and swift movements of several people, within a few minutes, a bowl of steaming hot and sour noodles with a strong authentic flavor arrived in Zhou Qichuan's hands.

He took the hot and sour noodles and led Song Zhiyuan to find a corner with relatively few people, and then let go of her, broke off the disposable chopsticks with one hand, put them under his armpit and wiped them, then picked up a mouthful of hot and sour noodles, blew it again, and sent it to Song Zhiyuan's mouth, saying, "Ah, wife try it."

Song Zhiyuan took off his sunglasses, looked at his series of actions, and couldn't help but lift his lips and laugh, "Am I disabled?"

Zhou Qichuan immediately took it seriously, "My wife, I'm spoiled, there's nothing wrong with it."

Song Zhiyuan, "......"

Glancing at him with a smile in her eyebrows, she lowered her head and sipped the hot and sour noodles that the man fed to her mouth into her mouth.

Well, the taste is really sour.

"How's it going?" Zhou Qichuan asked.

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him, took the chopsticks in his hand, and fed them to his mouth, "You try."

Zhou Qichuan smiled, lowered his head and ate it in his mouth, it was spicy, numb, sour and refreshing, which instantly stimulated his taste buds strongly.

"Well, it's okay, but it's still far from the oily noodles my wife makes." Swallowing, Zhou Qichuan gave an evaluation, and then asked with a smile, "When will my wife make it for me again?"

Song Zhiyuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he took his hand and ate happily.

There is not much in a bowl of hot and sour noodles, Song Zhiyuan killed it in a few minutes, looking at her spicy red lips, Zhou Qichuan immediately had the urge to catch someone and kiss him fiercely.

But Song Zhiyuan didn't give him this chance, she finished eating hot and sour noodles, turned around and went to an ice cream shop next to her to buy ice cream.

Just now, in order to be exciting enough, she asked for a special spicy one.

Seriously, Rao has been eating spicy food with Song Zhiyuan for so long, and Zhou Qichuan only took one bite, and he couldn't stand it a little.

Zhou Qichuan threw the hot and sour noodles with only some soup residues left into the designated trash can on the side, and hurriedly followed Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan picked an original ice cream, Zhou Qichuan came over to pay for it, her mouth was too spicy, and when the ice cream arrived, she couldn't wait to take a big mouthful into her mouth.

"Hmm~" As a result, within two seconds, Song Zhiyuan covered her mouth and wanted to spit out the ice cream in her mouth, because it was too cold, and she couldn't stand the ice at all.

Just when she wanted to find the trash can, suddenly, Zhou Qichuan wrapped a long arm around her, hugged her into his arms, blocked everyone's sight for her with his tall body, and clasped the back of her head with another big palm, bowed his head and kissed it directly.

Song Zhiyuan was startled, and immediately widened his eyes and wanted to push him.

But before she could push it, Zhou Qichuan's tongue had already slid into her mouth, sweeping away the big lump of ice cream in her mouth.

Two steps away, He Wu silently turned his head.

That picture is simply unsightly, too abusive to dogs.

Song Zhiyuan stared at the man who was close at hand with wide eyes, and when he reacted, he saw that the man was a little uncontrollable, and hurriedly pushed him.

After all, in front of the public, Zhou Qichuan didn't want to attract too much attention, so as soon as Song Zhiyuan pushed, he let go of her.

"It's spicy, it's cold, it's a little numb, and it tastes a little weird." Loosening, he poked out the tip of his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, smiling and commenting.

Song Zhiyuan's eyes were like silk, and his little face was like a ripe peach, and he warned in a low voice, "Can you keep a low profile, don't be so disgusting?"

Zhou Qichuan smiled and touched his nose, "Is there one?"

Song Zhiyuan glanced at him again, stuffed the ice cream in his hand into his hand, turned around and walked away again.

Zhou Qichuan smiled, and hurriedly chased after him and hugged him.

After walking a short distance, Song Zhiyuan smelled the smell, and came to the small shop where he bought authentic stinky tofu, just like the small shop that sold hot and sour noodles just now, there was also a queue in front of the store, more than a dozen people were waiting, and there were those people standing next to them holding stinky tofu and eating.

"Want to eat?" Seeing her pulling her neck to look at the black things that were frying in the oil pot, Zhou Qichuan pinched his nose and asked.

The smell is indeed a bit big, a little rushed, and it doesn't smell good.

Song Zhiyuan was originally hesitant to eat it, but when he turned his head and saw Zhou Qichuan's change, he immediately nodded.

Zhou Qichuan looked at her, hissed lightly, and said, "Okay, I'll buy it."

Song Zhiyuan smiled and watched him go to pay and queue up.

He is tall and long-legged, tall, wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses, standing in the crowd is naturally the most beautiful scenery, I don't know how many women have coveted the eyes, Song Zhiyuan is the most heartless, standing aside and swiping his mobile phone, even if her man is about to be looked at by the naked eyes of the women around her, she doesn't care.

After waiting for seven or eight minutes, Zhou Qichuan finally got his share of stinky tofu.

When he was queuing, he kept smelling the smell, and his stomach was already uncomfortable, but after Song Zhiyuan ate one piece, he put the second piece to his mouth, and said with a smile, "Try it."

Originally, Zhou Qichuan resisted eating, but seeing Song Zhiyuan eating so happily and smiling at himself so attentively, he suddenly had a hot brain, and he didn't want to think about it, so he lowered his head and ate the piece of stinky tofu that Song Zhiyuan fed to his mouth.

As soon as you bite it, your taste buds explode instantly, there is no smell at all, and the taste is surprisingly good.

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