Although she had just finished eating before going to the cinema, it was not too little for her to eat more Malatang.

In recent years, there have been many Malatang shops with cleaner environment, but mu Qinghuan still likes this roadside stand's Malatang best.

Is still the original taste, many years do not forget.

Mu Qinghuan took a lot of things, he likes to give Ji Chenyuan also took a share.

"Here you are. I'll treat you to this meal. Although it's very cheap, I'm sure it's no worse than the food in the grand hotel. As long as you eat it, you will fall in love with it in the future!" Mu Qinghuan put things down and got up to clean the table with a rag.

Ji Chen Yuan frowned, "the boss doesn't come to clean up?"

"You see, there are many people here. The boss is alone. He is too busy." Mu Qinghuan is used to it.

She certainly dislikes other places, but who makes this spicy hot restaurant delicious and full of people?

It's nothing to wipe yourself.

Ji Chenyuan is noncommittal, these things change to do at ordinary times, he regards as rubbish absolutely.

What can I eat?

But looking at Mu Qinghuan's rare enthusiasm, Ji Chenyuan decided to have a taste.

What's more, it was the first time she had asked him to eat.

It's poison. He eats it too!

Mu Qinghuan sat down and began to move his fingers. He took his chopsticks, pushed all the strings from the pliers to the plate, poured the sesame paste, and took a few bottles of iced beer to eat.

"It's the same taste. It's delicious!"

After eating and drinking a mouthful of iced beer, Mu Qinghuan stamped her foot and took a deep breath, closing her eyes like a satisfied cat.

"Is it so delicious?"

Ji Chenyuan seriously doubts whether these things have passed the local food safety inspection.

What kind of oil and things are disinfected and clean?

The most important thing is that just looking at it, he can be sure that these things are not disinfected, and the ingredients are not necessarily bought from anywhere.

Oil is not a good thing. Every place is dirty and bad that he can't bear.

But Ji Chenyuan looked at Mu Qinghuan's expectant eyes and picked up chopsticks to eat.

"How's it going?"

“…… Not bad. " It's just too spicy.

But Ji Chenyuan won't say that.

Mu Qinghuan is so exuberant that he can't stop for a moment. He doesn't feel spicy at all. He can't stand the spicy after a bite. How can he do that?

Ji Chen Yuan's face is not moved, the face does not change color to eat.

The surrounding diners couldn't help looking at him secretly.

It's just that he's so compelling that people can't ignore him.

I don't know which big star came to eat spicy hot.

Especially the other elegant and cool way of eating, showing the essence of education and temperament, extremely noble.

It's obvious that they are all eating at the stall. They are just losers eating Malatang. People feel like they are eating a big slice of Malatang. It's inexplicable that they feel like they are eating a star class meal.

It seems to have improved the style of this spicy hot restaurant.

"This is delicious, too." Mu Qinghuan didn't see that Ji Chenyuan was trying to prop up. He took a lot of good things. "Fish and tofu, you can eat some more potatoes. Cabbage is also delicious. It's hot and super cool. Do you want more noodles? And mushrooms, instant noodles, do you want them? "

Ji Chenyuan seriously doubts whether this woman didn't eat?

She had eaten a lot at the dinner table before Ming Ming. It seemed that she had never eaten in her life.

"Enough."

Ji Chen Yuan feels that he eats again, the stomach burns not to say, he almost vomited.

"You eat." Ji Chen Yuan said, clip a to pass to Mu Qing Huan's mouth side.

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