Mr.Yuan,Spoil Me!

At noon rush hour, there are a lot of people and cars. Fortunately, the snow has stopped.

Arrived ten minutes later than expected.

The hot pot shop goes in through a side door. It's not like an ordinary hot pot shop. There are so few people here that you can hardly hear anything.

But the fragrance is majestic, always to the tip of the nose.

Qi Wen is still the first time to come to this kind of hot pot shop. She feels very novel and looks around.

"Do you often eat here?"

In fact, he seldom comes here because he doesn't eat spicy food, but the place still knows.

They arrived at the reserved private room.

The location is not big, but the design is very interesting, like a cave, two people sitting face to face, the narrow space is also very comfortable.

Jiang Qingchen hands the iPad to Qi Wen to order.

Qi Wen brushed and checked a lot. After a while, she seemed to think of something and quickly handed him the order book.

"What are you going to eat?"

"I can eat anything." Jiang Qingchen seldom eats hot pot. He usually eats light food. Occasionally he eats something with a big flavor, but he doesn't dare to eat more. He's afraid of allergies. However, when he thinks of eating with Qi Wen, it seems that allergies are not so terrible.

"That's all. I ordered it for two anyway." Qi Wen thinks that what she ordered is the best in the hot pot. He should like to eat it. She confirmed it in the iPad menu.

After a while, the hot pot and the bottom material came up, the pot began to burn, and the temperature rose instantly.

Qi Wen is also warm. She hangs her coat on the shelf on the wall.

Today, she was wearing a sweater with jeans underneath. She was full of youth.

Qi Wen always thinks that Jiang Qingchen is still a college student. Every time she stands with him, she looks very old. She changed many different styles of clothes at home today, and finally chose this one.

It's the first time that Jiang Qingchen saw her wearing such clothes. It's simple, but it's also very good-looking.

She usually wears more shirts and close fitting sweaters, which are very curvy, and always makes him blush and heartbeat. It's undeniable that she is very charming.

"What's the matter? My clothes are very strange." Girls always care about what they wear, whether they like it or not. Qi Wen sighs. She has known for a long time.

"No, it's beautiful." Jiang Qingchen praised it seriously.

Qi Wen, I'm sorry.

He is always a person who makes people feel very sincere no matter what he says or what he does. She blushes when it comes to the truth.

Jiang Qingchen looked at her slightly bowed head, thought for a long time, sincerely added.

"Everything looks good on you."

"Don't praise me." Qi Wen covered a face, "I will take it seriously."

"I'm telling the truth." Jiang Qingchen was a little depressed. She didn't believe him all the time.

Qi Wen was hungry. She always thought about lunch in the morning, but she didn't have breakfast. She ate a sandwich last night, and then ate a small cake with him in the car.

At this moment, smelling the smell of hot pot, my stomach is very hungry.

Qi Wen didn't pay much attention to Jiang Qingchen's mood. She patronized the pot.

Jiang Qingchen was a little depressed at first, but her hungry eyes were almost green. She couldn't help laughing, and she felt a little distressed.

He asked the waiter to serve quickly.

After urging, the food was quickly served.

Qi Wen's eating hot pot is like eating spicy hot pot. She is particular about eating big pot dishes, and everything goes in a Gulu.

The dish was soon cooked. Qi Wen scalded a piece of raw belly. She wanted to feed it into her mouth without hesitation. As soon as she looked up, she saw Jiang Qingchen looking at her, as if it were her.

In her heart, she changed the trajectory of the chopsticks and put the tripe in Jiang Qingchen's bowl.

"Eat it, smell it, I think the hotpot here must be very delicious, and the tripe is the best hotpot."

"Well!" Jiang Qingchen just a little depressed swept away, he took a bite, immediately choked cough up.

"What's the matter, slow down!" Qi Wen was startled. When she got to her mouth, she put down her fresh hairy belly. She sat down to him and patted him on the back like an old man patting a child to let him breathe.

Jiang Qingchen has never had such a spicy hot pot before. Every time he orders a little spicy, which immediately makes him feel a heavy spicy taste. Qi Wen doesn't order a clear soup pot, but only a red one. What's more, this tripe is made by her. No matter how spicy it is, he wants to eat it.

As a result, he turned red, and Jiang Qingchen felt a little humiliated.

Qi Wen blinked, stuffy way.

"Can't you eat spicy food?"

Jiang Qingchen wanted to say no immediately, but when he saw her concerned eyes, he couldn't tell a lie. He lowered his eyebrows.

"Well, I seldom eat hot pot."

"But you like to eat. I want to try something you like to eat." He turned his head and looked at her seriously.Qi Wen's heart jumped, but she didn't dare to look at his sincere eyes. She said goodbye in a hurry.

"Why are you so stupid? I don't just like hot pot. I also like something else."

No wonder she asked him what he liked to eat, but he couldn't say it. He just said it was according to her taste.

Now, Qi Wen wants to hammer herself.

Blame her for not noticing his reaction.

Qi Wen looked at him and said solemnly.

"Jiang Qingchen, let's go. Let's eat something else."

All of a sudden, Jiang Qingchen felt that he was a special failure today. He didn't do anything well. He didn't say in advance that he would pick her up. He wanted to eat what she liked according to her taste. As a result, because he couldn't eat spicy food at all and could not hide it, he revealed his true feelings. Naturally, she wanted to eat something else for him, but he felt that he could also eat this hot pot for her. He insisted.

"It doesn't matter. I can eat less. Let's continue to eat. You haven't eaten a bite yet."

He has long found out that she should be particularly fond of hot pot.

She likes eating so much that he has to adapt to it.

"No way!" Qi Wen stood up, grabbed his wrist, and tried to pull him to stand up. She used a lot of force, and almost made Jiang Qingchen stagger.

Jiang Qingchen quickly stood up.

He is tall and in this small space.

Qi Wen actually felt a little pressure.

At this moment, it seems that he is no longer a child, but a mature man.

Her face was a little hot, so she stepped back and looked up at him.

"Jiang Qingchen, don't compromise."

It is clear that Chiang Ching Chen is not a complacent person. She is surprised, but she doesn't ask him.

"I hope we can both have a good time, not just one person."

Jiang Qingchen blinked, thought for a while and told her honestly.

"But when I see you eating happily, I seem to be happier than you."

Qi Wen a Leng, all words once block in throat mouth, she all don't know to want to say which sentence just good.

But it is undeniable that I heard his words.

She was so happy, so happy, so happy.