Two bowls of Che Tsai noodles were served on the table first, followed by freshly baked milk queen buns, glutinous rice buns, and roasted belly rolls.

Looking at the steaming dim sum on the table, the ingredients came out of the bowl, which made Ang Lee, who had practiced boxing all night, couldn't help but move his index finger.

"Brother Sheng, eat it while it's hot, and bring supper to Master after eating."

Li An said hello and picked up the chopsticks, stirred the ingredients slightly, and took a mouthful of noodles and sent them to his mouth.

There is no polite meaning, and the two seem to be very casual.

After this period of contact, Ang Lee also found that this errand brother is quite humane to his titular junior brother.

Xu is restaurant has more customers tonight, it seems a little stuffy, and both of them are a little sweaty from the tip of their noses.

Halfway through eating.

A man in his fifties at the next table shouted at Amin, who was repairing his nails not far away:

"Little sister, I want to buy a pack of cigarettes."

Hearing the voice, Amin just glanced up at the man, did not respond, stretched out his pink fingers and blew twice, and lowered his head to look at the repaired nails.

"Give me a pack of cigarettes, little sister."

shouted again, and seeing that the cigarette girl was still indifferent, the man complained and said to his companion next to him:

"Wow! The little girl who sells cigarettes now is bigger than the top brand of TM's nightclub?! ”

The companion also laughed and quipped: "She is probably afraid that you will rub her oil." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at it again, obviously looking like a flying girl: "I'm afraid of the gasoline you rubbed?" Set yourself on fire. ”

"Hahaha..... You can rest assured of this. ”

The man couldn't help but laugh and tilted his head towards his companion.

"But then again, this chick has come to sell cigarettes and is ruined, just like this, it is more than enough to choose Miss Hong Kong. Look at those thighs......"

"That's right."

"That figure... It's fun! ...... Haha, come, come, cheers! ”

The man's salty and wet joke was not small.

Amin, who was originally looking at his nails, heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, and with a smile like a flower, he took out a cigarette and lit it, and walked straight to the two of them.

A few steps to the man's table, she put her right hand on the man's shoulder, and whispered:

"Hello? Oops old man, has anyone told you that your mouth stinks! ”

The man turned his head to look at Amin, and his gaze happened to fall on her chest, which suddenly made the man's eyes light up:

"Wow! So white...... It's not small! Little sister, how about I measure it with my hands? I'll buy you two cigarettes. ”

I was thinking about teasing a few more words, but Amin, who was still snorting just now, suddenly grabbed the teapot on the table and poured it on the man's body.

"Ah......h

The hot tea splashed everywhere, and the man screamed in pain.

The restaurant was quiet, and the diners at other tables looked lively.

The man hurriedly jumped up, bared his teeth, pulled his clothes and slapped for a while, pointing at Amin and preparing to scold.

“… Stinky three-eight, you..."

"That's your luck! If you scold again, you won't have such good luck! ”

Amin glanced at the man's crotch, and with his other hand, he gestured to take the teapot on Ang Lee's table.

"You..."

The man was startled by Amin's actions and wanted to stop, but he looked at Zhou Zhou and watched the lively diners, and it was a little difficult to ride a tiger.

"Forget it, get into trouble with your little sister and be laughed at." His companion tugged at him and whispered.

The man then got off the donkey on the slope, stopped talking, and pulled out the stool and sat down sullenly.

Boss Wang, who was in good shape, heard the commotion in the lobby and was late.

"What's going on?"

Ah Ming stepped forward quickly, without bias, and explained what happened clearly in a few words.

"Dude, I'm sorry. Tonight's supper counts me as invited. ”

Despite scolding the old man in his heart, Boss Wang still stepped forward with a smile and comforted the ugly man.

Then he said kindly to Amin, who would not give an inch:

"Little sister, you see that you are angry, or this matter will be over, how about it?"

In fact, he is not happy about these flying girls who come to the restaurant to sell tickets, gambling tickets, and cigarettes.

You can't pump water, don't talk about it, and get into trouble.

If it weren't for the peace that made money.

The cigarette company, and these people who peddle bills, have a bit of a community background, how can he use such good words.

"Humph!"

Amin snorted coldly, glanced at the man defiantly, and then put the teapot heavily on the table, ready to leave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he just saw Li An and the others at the adjacent table looking this way, as if they had thought of something.

She said to Ang Lee:

"Hey, it's you! Listen to the guy in the restaurant, you were almost beaten to death by Gui Lihuang that day? Sent to the hospital? It doesn't look like it, but it's okay so soon? ”

"A'an! How? You were injured before by Gui Li Huang? ”

When Zhou Sheng heard this, the smile on his face converged.

He had also asked Li An about the injury on his head before, but Li An didn't want to say more, so he didn't want to ask more.

"Hmm."

Li An nodded in response to Zhou Sheng's question.

Then he turned his gaze and stared at Amin with a calm face.

"Hello? Miss! That's your attitude? Would I have hurt if it wasn't for you? Don't even say the most basic sorry words? ”

Amin cut off, but didn't reply.

Ang Lee's tone was a little heavier:

"You have to figure it out, Gui Lihuang arrested you to make your father pay back, that's your father and daughter's business. But you used me as a shield that day, didn't you think that Gui Lihuang would use me as a punching bag? I'm hurt, and you're okay with it? ”

Amin opened his mouth, knowing that he was at a loss, but because of his temperament, he still lowered his voice and muttered.

"You can only blame yourself for not being conspicuous."

"Okay, miss, if you're okay, can you go a little farther, don't disturb our supper, we'll lose our appetite."

Li An waved his hand impatiently and lowered his head to eat noodles.

For Amin with a flying female personality, Li An couldn't raise the slightest interest in speaking at this time.

Flying Girl, to put it nicely, is influenced by Chinese and Western cultures, pursuing trends, individuality, and freedom.

It's hard to hear, it's just a group of problem girls.

"You ......"

Ignored by Ang Lee, Amin opened his mouth and was ready to go crazy.

At this moment, an exaggerated voice came.

"Wow! Come over for a supper, it's so lively! ”

Li An followed the voice and looked over, his eyes wandered for a moment, and he quickly regained his composure.

Holding down Zhou Sheng, who was about to get up, he took a milk queen bag and took a bite.

The person who spoke was about forty years old, wearing a beige open-collared undershirt with just the right amount of gold chains around his neck.

The face is full of meat, and with a short and fat figure, it makes people look a little vicious at first glance.

It is Guili Huang.