A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

The calm words are a little lighter than talking and laughing.

That kind of casualness, it seems that he didn't take it to heart at all, it was just talking in the vernacular.

But these words made Qiao Xin look at Bao Jinghan again with serious concentration in her eyes.

She saw a murderous look in Bao Jinghan's eyes.

If it wasn't for this, probably no one would have thought that Bao Jinghan, who was smiling sweetly in front of him, was actually talking to her about a scheme tainted with evil spirit.

"That... Sister Bo, is the grandpa grandpa you mentioned just now the chef of this restaurant?"

"I don't know. When I met Grandpa Sun, he opened a small restaurant in the alley near the north gate of the school dormitory. There are only two tables in there."

Changing the topic, the heavy breath also dissipated.

Bao Jinghan breathed out lightly, but turned his gaze to the stack of sweet and sour pork in front of him, "Maybe it's a coincidence?"

"I'm quite curious. It's all over now. The students are all going to class. The restaurant shouldn't be busy anymore. Why don't we ask the person in charge to come over and take a look? If it's really the grandpa grandpa you mentioned Hee hee, many years have passed, the old man should be at the age of Renrui. I want to meet him, I heard that the old man who touches Renrui's age is touched by immortality!"

After speaking, Qiao Xin stood up, went out to wave, called a waiter, and whispered something in his ear.

Not long after she returned to her original seat, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

A young, tall man, wearing a white coat stained with oil and a chef's hat stretched over his head, came in.

He looked only in his 20s, and looked very simple and honest.

There was a smile on his face.

When he walked in, he was stunned for a while, and he was even more straightforward.

"You're the one in charge?"

Staring at the straightforward man, Qiao Xin waved her arms and made a gesture of shaking the spoon.

The man scratched his head in embarrassment, his eyes didn't dare to linger over the faces of several people, but when he saw Yun Chunxi, he paused for a few seconds, and then he suddenly opened his mouth and called out Voice: "Tiger girl?"

This nickname is the badge of Yun Chunxi's three years in high school!

When I left the school gate, I just heard someone who didn't have long eyes call me.

Yun Chunxi couldn't help being stunned: "You are..."

"Me, Fatty!"

Now a man who is not fat at all stretches out his hand exaggeratedly to draw on his stomach: "You forgot, back then, our junior school grass chased you after you, and in the end, I was knocked out by him! Haha Ha ha……"

Everyone was stunned.

Yun Chunxi quickly exchanged glances with his best friend, then looked at him again, looked him up and down, and only then did Yun Chunxi dare to recognize him.

"Fatty... Hey, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your height has grown, but your weight has dropped. I can still recognize you!"

"Hey, isn't it! Many classmates said that they couldn't recognize me when they saw me. If you weren't the same as before, you were like a water onion, and I definitely wouldn't recognize you. How is it? It's a good time now. Okay? It feels like our class will leave after leaving the school gate. "

"I'm fine!" Yun Chunxi prevaricated without being famous, turned to look at her best friend, reached out and took off the hat on her head, pointed at her and asked, "Fatty, look at her, do you still want to see her?" Do you recognize it?"