Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 327 Roast

It has been raining recently, and the customers passing by the once bustling night snack stalls have become very few.

Some stalls were empty, but as long as someone passed by, the owners would enthusiastically attract customers.

However, when Bo Shaojin and An Yin came slowly and passed by the stalls, the stall owners seemed to be speechless, they all shut their mouths and looked at the two with puzzled eyes.

In fact, everyone had a common idea: the man looked very elegant, the girl was unusually beautiful, and she looked a little familiar.

Bo Shaojin is tall, with a well-proportioned physique. His stern face has clear lines and a chilling look. He exudes a strong aura that makes people dare not approach him easily.

An Yin tilted her head and saw the owners of the barbecue stalls looking at them. She was always timid and couldn't help but move closer to the man until her wrist touched the corner of his clothes. Then she stood still timidly, "Bo Shaojin, where are we going to eat?"

The little girl's voice was low and clear, like the chirping of an oriole, and her elbows occasionally touched him, which made his expression gradually sharp.

"You choose."

He has never been here and doesn't know which one is good.

When An Yin heard what the man said, she looked up and around, and saw a group of people gathered at one of the restaurants. She thought the food there must be delicious, otherwise no one would go there.

"Let's go to the one at the end."

Bo Shaojin raised his head and said, "Yeah."

When the two men walked to the stall, the boss finally reacted and said something stupid, "Are you here to eat barbecue?" After that, the boss smiled awkwardly.

The main thing is that the man in front of him doesn't look like someone who would eat at a roadside stall. He gives people an air of a nobleman.

"Yes." An Yin knew that Bo Shaojin was a man of few words, so he nodded and replied.

"Then you two take a look first. Put anything you want to eat on the plate." The boss was about 40 years old. Looking at the man in a suit in front of him, he spoke incoherently.

After the boss finished speaking, he picked up a stainless steel plate and handed it to An Yin with both hands.

An Yin was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hands slowly, "Thank you."

"The things are inside, please go and choose." The boss bowed.

"Okay." An Yin always felt that the boss looked weird, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

She walked towards the crowded room at the back, carrying the stainless steel plate.

Bo Shaojin followed behind her, like a thick wall, protecting her under his wings.

The food was placed in the refrigerator. Looking through the glass at the dazzling array of dishes, An Yin took some beef skewers, chicken feet, and shrimp balls.
Looking at the mountain of blood on the plate, she finally realized that there was a man following her.

An Yin suddenly raised her head and looked at the man shyly, "What do you want to eat?"

Bo Shaojin took the plate from her and said, "You can choose."

After he finished speaking, he saw a pitch-black mosquito land on the chicken feet on the plate. The man's face turned black and he shook the plate in his hand. After watching the mosquito fly away, he picked up the string of chicken feet that were bitten by the mosquito and threw them directly into the trash can.

The boss walked in and saw this scene. He was in a dilemma. He originally wanted to ask them if they had ordered the food. In this situation, he should just leave quietly. At this moment, the boss had an idea in his mind: Ahem, he might as well not do this business!
An Yin was so busy choosing food that she didn't notice Bo Shaojin's little movements.

After adding some more, she put it on the plate and said, "Just take it to the boss."

Bo Shaojin frowned and walked out with one hand holding the bag.

After taking just one step, the boss stepped forward timidly and said, "Let me do it." He took it from the other party and said, "You two choose a place to sit down. I'll bring it over after I'm done."

"Yeah." Bo Shaojin snorted coldly.

The boss's back was already wet, and he took the tray outside to grill it.

This barbecue restaurant is not very big. There are only four tables in the store, and it is a bit crowded. Each table is less than one meter apart. However, there are several red tents outside, and many people are eating inside.

"Do you think we should eat inside or outside?" An Yin asked quietly as she watched the man approaching.

"Let's go outside." Thinking of the mosquito he had just seen, Bo Shaojin frowned.

The other tents were occupied, leaving only one tent empty, which was closest to the barbecue stall. After the two entered, they saw a wooden table and eight stools in the middle.

Bo Shaojin helped her move the stool and said, "Come and sit down."

An Yin sat down obediently, "Thank you."

The man's seat was next to her.

A wooden table covered with a disposable red tablecloth, with a pot of hot tea, disposable plastic cups, chopsticks, small bowls.
An Yin placed his hands on the table out of habit.

"Zhizhi."

The wooden table was shaking slightly, making a creaking sound.

An Yin quickly raised her hand, not daring to look at the man's expression with her blushing face.

After Bo Shaojin sat down, his furrowed brows had never relaxed. After noticing the flimsy wooden table, he let out a long breath through his nostrils.

"Did you often come here to eat before?" The man tried his best to ignore the discomfort brought by the environment, and looked up to see that the little girl kept her head down.

"I've only been here once." An Yin muttered, "I've had a bad stomach since I was a child. One time on my birthday I wanted to eat barbecue, so my mother brought me here to eat."

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Bo Shaojin continued to ask, "And then?"

"I had a stomachache that night and was hospitalized." An Yin's voice became weaker and weaker as he finished speaking.

After hearing her words, Bo Shaojin's face gloomy, thinking of the last time he accompanied her to eat hot pot, the veins on his forehead throbbed.

"Eat less later." Thinking of her previous hospitalization, he said coldly.

"My stomach is fine now." An Yin looked into the man's sinister eyes and said in a muffled voice.

The little girl murmured tenderly, seeming very aggrieved.

Bo Shaojin's pupils trembled slightly. The little girl's weak look calmed the frenzy in his heart.

"You two, the food is a little hot, please wait a moment before eating."

Just when the atmosphere between them was becoming a little tense, the boss put down the food tray and gave instructions in a gruff tone.

"OK, thanks."

When An Yin saw the steaming skewers, she nodded repeatedly, and her originally dull eyes fell on the beef skewers without blinking.

"If you want some drinks, there are some in the refrigerator." The boss stood aside and said to the girl.

After he finished speaking, he heard bursts of noise coming from outside.

"Boss, please make room for us at a table." A nonchalant male voice was heard.

"Here we are." The boss nodded at them and quickly went to attract customers.

An Yin didn't care about the noise outside.

"Would you like something to drink?" An Yin looked at the man.

"No need." Bo Shaojin said calmly, "What do you want to drink?"