After wearing a book, she helped the richest man spend money to eliminate disasters

Chapter 52 [052] You look so fierce, so cute!
Notice his gaze.

Nan Qiao looked up.

Facing his deep black eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Only then did he realize his intimate behavior.

"I, I didn't mean to!"

As she spoke, she withdrew her hand as if electrocuted.

Nan Qiao bit her lip, thinking, she looked like a shrew just now, right?

Woo!
So embarrassing!

I am annoyed.

Mu Beichen's magnetic and pleasant voice came from his ears.

"You look so fierce, so cute!"

Like a kitten with fried fur, meow!
He looked at her, with a gleam in his eyes.

Nan Qiao: .
Mu Beichen raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Aren't you hungry? Let's go!"

He gestured to her with a firm chin, motioning her to lead the way.

Nan Qiao came back to her senses, and trotted with her slender body to lead the way in front of Mu Beichen.

"This way!"

The corners of Mu Beichen's lips curled slightly, and he followed her footsteps.

The alley is so small that two people can barely squeeze in.

Nan Qiao introduced while walking.

It seems that she spends a lot of time here.

Followed her around a few turns, and finally stopped at a small mala tang restaurant.

The Malatang Nanqiao here has been eaten many times, and it is very delicious.

Most importantly, it is spicy enough!
It is simply a treat on the tip of the tongue!

"It's here."

The store is not big, estimated to be less than [-] square meters, but it does not affect its booming business.

"Miss Nan, you are here!"

The proprietress saw her and greeted her with a smile.

He noticed Mu Beichen beside her.

She smiled ambiguously, "Boyfriend?"

"You look so handsome!"

Nan Qiao's face burned, and she subconsciously denied, "No."

The proprietress was well-informed, and she made it clear that she didn't believe it, "What's wrong, the little girl is shy, I understand."

"Come, come, sit inside."

Mu Beichen was slender, and when he entered, he almost bumped into the lintel above.

The frightened proprietress' heart trembled.

"careful!"

"The small temple is small, please take care of me!"

This man is very noble, if there is something, she can't afford it.

Nan Qiao was also shocked.

You can tell from his appearance that he must have never been to such a place.

Looking sideways, Nan Qiao glanced at him secretly.

She thought he would be angry.

In the end, he said, "It's okay."

The tone is light, making people unable to hear the waves.

But not unhappy.

this point.

There were three or two couples sitting in the store.

Although it was cheap Malatang, they ate it with relish.

The more oily the more fragrant.

Really fragrant!

Mu Beichen had never been to this kind of place, and he didn't know what Malatang was.

Therefore, he, who was invincible, seemed very cramped.

Looking at the dazzling array of delicacies, he was at a loss as to what to do.

Nan Qiao tilted him, "Haven't you eaten?"

He handsomely frowned slightly, "Yes."

For Mu Beichen, this was much more difficult than negotiating business.

Nan Qiao almost let out a pig cry from laughter.

Thinking about it later, with his status, it is normal for him not to eat.

This is the difference between aristocrats and commoners, probably the original body would not come to this kind of place to eat, right?

Nan Qiao pursed her lips embarrassingly.

At this moment, Mu Beichen handed the basket in his hand to her, "You get some."

she:? ?
"I'll eat whatever you eat."

Nan Qiao: .! !
Who taught him this operation?
"Chen, what flavor do you want?"

"I will taste whatever you like."

Nan Qiao was speechless again.

The proprietress behind her smiled even more ambiguously.

"Still saying no?"

"Look at how considerate your boyfriend is. Even his taste is the same as yours. True love, I didn't run away."

Nan Qiao couldn't stop the gossiping eyes of the proprietress, lowered her head, and quickly put the food into a small basket, all in double portions.

Mu Beichen stood aside and looked at her, his tall body enveloped a strong sense of oppression.

When paying, Nan Qiao was just about to take out his mobile phone to scan, when his slender wrist was grabbed by a force.

(End of this chapter)