Mr Gu’s First Doting Marriage

Xia Yangyang and Lu Haotian didn't go in either.

He just stood at the door and didn't move.

Xia Yangyang looked away from Gu Qichen.

Xia Yangyang said quickly: "Lady boss, don't bother me. I suddenly thought of something else, so I won't eat here today."

The proprietress is also a cheerful person: "Okay, then come back another day."

Xia Yangyang turned around, pulled Lu Haotian and left.

Gu Qichen looked at the figure that suddenly appeared and disappeared at the door, his pupils shrank, like a leopard targeting its prey.

After Xia Yangyang came out of the beef noodle restaurant, her steps were obviously much faster than usual.

Xia Yangyang felt her heart beating very fast.

The palms of my hands were sweating.

I don't know why, but every time Xia Yangyang sees Gu Qichen, it's like a mouse seeing a cat.

Can't wait to escape.

Especially, Xia Yangyang couldn't see those eyes as deep as the sea.

I just feel that no emotion can escape under those eyes.

Xia Yangyang felt inexplicably afraid.

After walking out, after passing several small shops, Lu Haotian finally grabbed Xia Yangyang.

When Xia Yangyang turned around, Lu Haotian had stopped.

Xia Yangyang said: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Haotian was looking at Xia Yangyang with an extremely complicated look at this moment.

Lu Haotian said: "Yangyang, what did you do to him..."

Xia Yangyang said quickly: "I don't have any thoughts about him."

Xia Yangyang almost did it without thinking.

She just tried her best to keep her relationship with Gu Qichen clear in her heart.

Xia Yangyang didn't want Lu Haotian to misunderstand.

But in the final analysis, Xia Yangyang really reminded herself loudly in this way.

Lu Haotian didn't say anything at all.

Xia Yangyang was already so excited.

Lu Haotian felt a sense of sadness in his heart, but he never exposed it again.

Lu Haotian changed the subject: "What should we eat now?"

Xia Yangyang just didn't want to talk about Gu Qichen.

I always feel guilty because of this topic.

Xia Yangyang turned around.

I saw a small tofu shop.

Xia Yangyang said: "Then let's eat tofu nao."

Lu Haotian said directly: "Okay, let's eat that one."

Xia Yangyang and Lu Haotian walked over.

Xia Yangyang ordered two bowls of tofu puffs.

I found an empty table and sat down in front of the small bench.

There were no guests today, they were the only two.

After a while, two steaming bowls of tofu puffs were placed on the small table in front of them.

Xia Yangyang scooped it up with a small spoon and took a bite.

He exclaimed: "This is what it tasted like when I was a kid. It's really delicious."

When Xia Yangyang was a child, she would go to her grandmother's countryside to live for a period of time every year.

And there, Xia Yangyang once ate snacks that she had never eaten in the city.

There are also many chain bean curd shops in the city.

There are many styles and many tricks.

But Xia Yangyang has eaten a lot, but never tasted the simplest taste of her childhood.

The base material is chicken soup, a spoonful of soft tofu that is as thick as fat, and a little seaweed and shrimp. After one spoonful, it is almost as delicious as eyebrows.

Xia Yangyang finished the bowl of bean curd in just a few mouthfuls.

He quickly turned around and said to the boss: "One more bowl."

Lu Haotian looked at Xia Yangyang with a smile: "Is it so delicious?"

Xia Yangyang sighed: "This street is really a treasure street. I really want to eat this tofu noodle every day."

Lu Haotian smiled: "Then I'll cook it for you."

Xia Yangyang glanced at him: "How can you do it?"

Xia Yangyang didn't expect that within three days, Lu Haotian actually made him a bowl of exactly the same tofu noodle for breakfast.