Xiao Liang is really well-behaved, the hot pot restaurant he is looking for is a very formal restaurant, and he asked for a small box and charged ten yuan more. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xueluo pretended to be stupid throughout the whole process, and they all followed the little girl, Xueluo can read the little girl's talking eyes, and can also take care of the little girl's three roommates, and the bottom of the hot pot pot she chose is a mandarin duck pot, with a clear soup and spicy on the other.

On the order, the four girls are not polite, and they must eat well.

"Brother Xueluo, you can order it too. The little girl chattered with the three roommates, and it was the various hot pot ingredients that she wrote down the various hot pot ingredients she wanted, and this was the way she raised her head and looked at the snow with some embarrassment.

"Well, I'll just have some meat, what do you want for a drink?" Xueluo took the menu and ticked the boxes on the beef tendon balls, duck intestines, beef, and venison, Xueluo was ready not to eat or drink, he could be fine for a few days without eating or drinking, and he was still fierce.

The benefits of practicing martial arts are always a lot, Xueluo's spirit is very good, her perception is very keen, and she can detect the small movements of the four girls, so as to control the overall situation, and then happily pretend to be stupid.

Xueluo won't do it alone with four girls, that's stupid, besides, the little girl doesn't want to live with three roommates for four years, no matter what, Xueluo doesn't want to offend these three girls.

There are many ways to please you, and Xueluo is simple and direct, that is, you can use the Dongtian fruit to get it, and you don't want to bother with anything else. Girls like to eat very much, and they are afraid of growing meat, so they seem to have small bites, but they don't stop eating.

"Corn juice, soy milk is fine. The little boy spoke on behalf of everyone, and Xueluo happily obeyed the order.

Although the three girls are all freshmen, they are also eighteen years old and adults, and they know more than the little girl. Facing Xueluo, a mature and handsome young man, he is still a little curious, after all, Xueluo is a graduate at a glance, and there is a lot of story.

While waiting for the hot pot to be served, the three girls interrogated Xueluo, and they were very curious anyway.

"Xueluo, when did you know my little girl, hurry up and recruit from the truth. ”

"There is a fate to get together thousands of miles away, I and the little guy are very fateful, we met on the highway, at that time, the little guy sat in Chu Xi's car, it broke, and then my buddy and I just drove out to travel, that is, we met, and then we met. "Xueluo is honest and cute little Langjun, he can say whatever he asks, and he doesn't say a word of nonsense.

"Oh, that's it, it turns out that you also know Chu Xi, so what stage have you and Xiao Yan developed into Xueluo?"

Xueluo glanced at the little girl, and the little girl looked at the table, but her eyes secretly looked at the snowfall, very playful and cute. The little girl sat next to Xueluo, all of whom took the initiative of the girl's family, and this heart is worth cherishing.

"Lovers are not full. Xueluo smiled, but she was not afraid, she was just facing the three roommates who were obedient, what was there to be afraid of, and it was not to see her parents, that would make Xueluo frightened.

You have to know why Xueluo was separated from Liu Jingshu, it was not when it was Chang'an City, Liu's mother suddenly killed her, and Xueluo was not ready to meet Liu Jingshu's mother, so she ran away.

If it is replaced by the current snow falling, it will not go at all, but will choose to meet, but there are some things, missed, that is, missed, want to make up for it, there is no such opportunity.

Xueluo's feelings for Liu Jingshu have calmed down, in this life, there will be many good girls who are excited, but in the end, there may be only one who can be together, maybe there is no one.

Cherish the people in front of you, the snow falls and now the heart is full of little good.

The three girls coaxed, the little girl had a pink face, exuding amazing beauty, her eyes were moist, and she glanced at Xueluo shyly and timidly, making Xueluo feel like she was electrocuted all over her body.

It's this feeling, when Xueluo had a crush on Liu Jingshu, Dong Qingmei, and Yan Zhitian to a certain extent, she looked at the girl, and occasionally there would be this kind of heart-warming overpower, which was really a very beautiful memory.

"Xueluo, what kind of work are you doing now, my little boy is very rich. ”

"I'm just wandering around the country right now, distracting, and looking for a job when I've had enough. Xueluo opened his eyes and said nonsense, and carried the Dongtian Wonderland with him to ensure that Xueluo had no worries about food and clothing in this life, and when he was short of money, he took some melons, fruits and vegetables out to sell, Xueluo believed that with the establishment of the innocent Snow God Sect, the price of these Dongtian fruits and vegetables would definitely rise rapidly.

Those upper-class aristocrats who really have the ability to consume top-quality fruits and vegetables are not joking, the so-called upper-class aristocrats are really not more money and less money, nor are they powerful, what they say is that there is a nobleman in three generations, which is really the truth.

Because the most essential thing for the upper-class aristocracy is the most basic physiological needs, for them, ordinary people will get sick if they eat meals, and ordinary people's clothes will be super uncomfortable when they wear them.

It's a joke to say that the upper-class aristocrats like to eat street food, unless the physical fitness is strong, otherwise the upper-class aristocrats will definitely have diarrhea and collapse after eating roadside stalls, which is called a tragedy.

The Demon Kitchen Sect is so evil, why does it still make countless money, that is, the chefs produced by this sect are all first-class, and they can make all kinds of ingredients that can be eaten by the upper class nobles, even if they are very ordinary ingredients.

But in essence, being able to use the chef of the Demon Kitchen Gate to cook is an upper-class nobleman in itself.

Martial artists who have condensed the blood pill can be said to be upper-class nobles, because they can subtly perceive the differences in various food, clothing, housing and transportation, and when they eat a bite of food, they can instantly distinguish the various tastes clearly, even if it is a little bit of harm, they can taste it, and they can't deceive themselves at all.

It's really not hypocritical, the body of the upper-class aristocracy was raised with money since childhood, food, clothing and housing are really two different things from ordinary people, the ingredients eaten are all specially supplied, and those in the vegetable market can't eat at all, and they will definitely get sick when they eat it.

Xueluo is a very interesting young man, twenty-four-year-old Xueluo, it can be said that he is no longer young, he has experienced a lot of stories, and he has chosen to tell the story about the brown and white giant panda in witty language.

The most important thing to get together with a group of girls is to have interaction.

Xiao Liang listened a lot and spoke less, but he was a little closer to Xueluo and a little less rusty.

The hot pot was all on the table, a man and four women were holding corn juice, and Xueluo said with a smile: "It's fate to come together, let's toast." ”

After drinking a sip of corn juice, Xueluo poured a plate of beef tendon balls into the spicy soup pot, and from the eyes of the little girl, Xueluo analyzed which vegetables the little girl liked to eat, helped put them in the hot pot and cooked them, and used chopsticks to clip them to the little girl.

Love is to be talked about, two people from strange to familiar, it is slowly contacted.

[Recently, I've been reading all kinds of national art materials, and the author's head has exploded, and he has set a bowl for a collection by the way. 】