Chapter 152: That Unpalatable Noodle Stand 12
"A little, not much."
"It's amazing." Ming Sui tried to calm the violent heartbeat, trying to calm down, and after the effort, he spit out two words, "Let's go." ”
Qi Yuan followed Ming Sui for a few steps, suddenly stopped, and looked at the little three-wheeler under the carport, "My car." ”
Mingsui was silent for a moment, "...... Do you have to work tomorrow? ”
"Yes." Qi Yuan regretted slightly, "I didn't start work today." ”
Her craft, not working is wasteful.
Ming Sui didn't know how to persuade him, he really couldn't understand why her craftsmanship would have the confidence to continue to set up a stall, and did she really not eat what she made?
Spit and complain, Ming Sui categorically will not make Qi Yuan unhappy.
"I'll ask Chen Feng to arrange someone to drag it back, you get in the car first, it's cold outside." Ming Sui tentatively grabbed Qi Yuan's shoulder, put his hand on Qi Yuan's shoulder, and gradually held Qi Yuan's shoulder.
The thin touch is inexplicably hot, burning into a hole in the palm, and the heart is missing a piece.
Ming Sui didn't send Qi Yuan to the hotel in the end, but he didn't want to surprise her.
The villas in Shuiyunwan have never been inhabited, and the simple style shows the style everywhere, and the villa ornaments are well-known items of major brands, with a cold and impersonal taste.
Qi Yuan was arranged into the master bedroom, with a monotonous and cold white style, inexplicably dull and confused, similar to the all-black decoration.
Qi Yuan didn't care, after washing, he remembered Mingsui's illness and couldn't help but support his forehead.
The herbs prepared in the last world are useful, the pills are easy to make, but the primers are not easy to find.
Troublesome.
In the middle of the night, Qi Yuan sat in front of the computer, crackling on the keyboard, and on the dim screen, there was an analysis of Mingsui's condition and the materials needed for medicine.
The next day, the curtains opened, and the morning light poured through the window and into the spacious room.
Qi Yuan packed up himself and went downstairs.
At that time, on the sofa in the living room, Ming Sui was already neatly dressed, sitting on the sofa and drinking coffee leisurely.
Ming Sui heard the movement on the stairs, put down the coffee cup, put his arm on the sofa, turned around, waved his hand at Qi Yuan, curled his lips and smiled, "Good morning." ”
"Good morning."
Qi Yuan walked down the stairs, caught a glimpse of the coffee cup on the table, and reminded, "You have a bad heart, it's better not to drink coffee." ”
She has a hundred million doubts that his heart attack will not be the last world, she did the sin, right?
Hearing this, Ming Sui smiled and raised his hand, pushed the coffee cup on the table farther away, and his wanton eyes were well-behaved, "Okay, don't drink it." ”
After breakfast, Ming Sui was going to talk about the acquisition of a company, located in a neighboring city, he originally wanted to take Qi Yuan over, but thinking of Qi Yuan's temperament, he didn't dare to say it.
On the way, Chen Feng looked at Ming Sui, who was unrelenting, and asked, "Since Mr. doesn't want to be separated from Miss Qi, why don't you take Miss Qi on a business trip?" ”
In general, no girl would refuse to go on a business trip with her boyfriend.
It can also promote feelings, increase knowledge, and most importantly, the people around Mr. will also look up to Miss Qi.
Ming Sui looked up, outside the car window was the high-speed scenery of Ningcheng, and the traffic was busy, "She has her own life, and she is not my vassal." ”
Chen Feng didn't speak again, he was not a fool, he naturally understood what his husband meant. It's just that he never thought that Mr.'s liking for Miss Qi seems to be too important, not like an ordinary feeling.
Moreover, the gentleman put his position too low.
Ningcheng, snack street.
Qi Yuan held his chin and watched the crowd move around, but none of them came to eat noodles.
Qi Yuan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the time, "Half past nine, it should be less than a meal, and it is normal for the flow of customers to be small." ”
The little girl selling barbecued sausages on the side was busy, and as soon as she rested, she heard Qi Yuan's words with strange eyes.
"Sister Yuanyuan, have you ever thought about doing other business? You see, I'm in a good business selling grilled sausages. "The little girl's name is Zhang Ning, white and clean, looking young, she is a student of Ningcheng University, and she takes advantage of her extracurricular time to set up a stall in the snack street and make some money.
"Nope." Qi Yuan shook his head slightly, "I can only make noodles." ”
The original owner's long-cherished wish was a small noodle stall, and besides, the business was cold, and she was happy to be idle.
Zhang Ning: "......"
"Sister Yuanyuan, do you like to eat the noodles you made?" Zhang Ning tactfully reminded, "Maybe today's young people like new flavors." ”
"Makes sense." Qi Yuan opened the recipe software downloaded on his mobile phone, "You should adapt to the trend." ”
Zhang Ning breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sell her grilled sausages.
Approaching noon, a figure was projected in front of Qi Yuan's noodle stall, and on Qi Yuan's mobile phone, she looked up and looked at Song Lin's dangerous and disguised warm black eyes.
"Something?"
Qi Yuan put the phone upside down on the table, stood up, and looked at Song Lin.
"Come and eat noodles." Song Lin found a small bench and sat down.
Song Linyi was dressed in a black suit, sitting in front of dozens of tables and chairs in the noodle stall, with a heavy disobedience.
For the business delivered to the door, Qi Yuan didn't need to rush out, she took out the menu card and handed it to Song Lin, "You can order." ”
Song Lin took the menu with the intention of sending him to death, and couldn't help but complain, "If you have the kung fu of making a menu, it is better to practice your cooking skills." ”
"Clear soup noodles."
After speaking, Song Lin handed the menu back to Qi Yuan, and the other bells and whistles were only clear soup noodles, as long as he didn't add so many ingredients, he should be able to eat it.
Ten minutes later, Qi Yuan brought a bowl of 'clear soup noodles', a piece of white flowers, only noodles.
Song Lin: "...... Don't you garnish with greens? ”
The presentation is okay, but, this is vegan noodles, nothing, is it eaten dry?
Qi Yuan glanced at Song Lin, then brought back the noodle bowl, cooked a green vegetable to decorate, lowered his eyes, and looked at the face.
"This bowl is free."
It can be regarded as thanking Song Lin for his proposal.
Song Lin was not polite, picked up the wooden chopsticks, and looked up at Qi Yuan, who was sitting on the boss's exclusive stool, "Do you know where Ming Sui went?" ”
"You have something to look for him?" Qi Yuan was bored, so he chatted with Song Lin with a match.
The surrounding environment is very safe, the people brought by Song Lin are scattered and hidden, and the people sent by Ming Sui to protect her secretly are also there.
"Why didn't he take you?" Song Lin didn't change his color and ate noodles, but he still didn't change his heart to sow discord, "Do you think he will go to the neighboring city to find a beauty?" ”
"No, it won't." Qi Yuan didn't have a trace of doubt, but for Song Lin, Qi Yuan didn't have much patience, "Song Lin, there are still six days, and I will put the money in your card in six days, these six days, if you dare to move Mingsui, I can pay it back." ”
The great tonic of this world did not do anything that hurt the heavens and reason, but it was Song Lin, the male protagonist, who had innocent lives on his hands.
"Miss Qi, I'm really curious, where did you get the confidence?" Song Lin was eating noodles freely, his eyes were deep, and the boundless temptation rushed away to Qi Yuan.