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Chapter 325 It's Nice to Have You (8)

After searching on Baidu for a while, I found out that the honey tea cake is a local specialty of Qu Qingge's hometown, the kind of soil that has fallen off the dregs, no wonder no one knows about it, no wonder Qu Qingge said that T City can't buy it.

Wen Qiyang looked at the time, it was twelve o'clock now, Qu Qingge's hometown was about 400 kilometers away from T city, if he drove there now, it would take three to four hours to make the round trip.

He once said that he would give her everything, and now his baby wants to eat a honey tea cake, of course Wen Qiyang will be satisfied.

Wen Qiyang sat on the sofa, the porridge on the table was already cold, but he still didn't move, but concentrated on searching the Internet for the most famous shop selling honey tea cakes in her hometown. After finding the address, he quietly She changed her clothes silently, took a coat, then walked to the bed, looked at her dotingly for a while, couldn't help but bent over and kissed her on the forehead, then picked up the keys and bag, quietly He closed the door and left the bedroom.

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Wen Qiyang drove a sports car from the garage. After setting up the navigator, he got on the high speed. He didn't even let go of the gas pedal all the way, and it went straight to [-] kilometers.

Since it was night, there were not many vehicles on and off the expressway, so it took him only two hours to get off the expressway.

But when they drove into Qu Qingge's hometown, it started to rain heavily.

This city belongs to a county-level city, so it is not like T city, even after twelve o'clock in the morning, it is a brightly lit, luxurious and lively scene.

Here is just the opposite. There are few pedestrians or vehicles passing by on the wide road. The residential area beside the road is also dark and quiet. There are not even 24-hour shops. If it is not for the occasional few taxis on the roadside After passing by, Wen Qiyang really thought he had broken into a barren area.

Wen Qiyang quickly found the shop specializing in honey tea cakes along the navigator, and then parked the car on the side of the road.

It was raining heavily outside the window. After autumn, the difference in temperature between day and night was more than ten degrees. Wen Qiyang rolled down the car window and looked across the road. There were already lights in the small shop, and there were still a few people busy.

Wen Qiyang slightly stuck his head out of the window, and immediately felt the strong wind sweeping the rainstorm, hit him in the face, and even dropped a leaf from his hair.

He shivered, took off his coat and put it on his head, got out of the car and rushed to the shop with big strides.

The pastry chefs in the small shop have just started the stove, kneading dough and refining oil, making preparations for the breakfast. They saw a man in the distance who was wet all over, his hair was a little messy, and he looked very tired. He rushed in, thinking that a passer-by had come in to hide from the rain, so he glanced at him without saying hello, and continued to work on his own.

Wen Qiyang entered the small shop, took a few breaths, then casually threw his coat on the chair in the shop, flicked the rainwater from his hair indiscriminately, and faced the baker who gathered beside him, a little impatient He said, "Bring me some honey tea cakes."

Several pastry chefs in white chef uniforms glanced at Wen Qiyang, then at each other, laughed a few times, bowed their heads and continued making noodles.Only a minute later, an older man saw that Wen Qiyang hadn't intended to leave, so he smacked his mouth in an unfriendly tone, and received: "Sir, you didn't see the sign at our door, hang What are the opening hours?"

　
(End of this chapter)