One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband

Nalan Xin'er and Chen Xueshu rushed to the high-speed rail station and bought tickets for the latest train.

However, it was six o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived in Tianjin.

Although it was summer and it was getting dark late, I rushed all the way to the ancient nine-hole bridge, and after retesting the data, it was sunset.

"Oh, hurry up, it's still so late, and I don't have time to eat "Goubuli Steamed Buns"..." Nalan Xin'er wiped the sweat from her forehead and muttered.

As a foodie, I have come to the gourmet city twice, but I haven't even eaten the most famous snack. Isn't it a pity?

Chen Xueshu couldn't help but bow his head: "I'm sorry, Xin'er, I blame me..."

Nalan Xin'er chuckled and clicked on his forehead: "Hey, Chen Aifei, don't take responsibility, how can you blame you for this? It's obviously my own problem. Alas, they said I'm a scumbag. Wrong, I'm still too careless, I would mistake such an important set of data, otherwise I won't toss it again."

Chen Xueshu’s head hung lower, biting his lips tightly, afraid to speak, for fear that he was guilty, he couldn’t help but confess to Xiner——

In fact, the reason why I need to come to Tianjin again this time is entirely because...

He lowered his head and grabbed the corners of his clothes, shaking slightly, his deep sense of guilt was entangled with his desire to be alone with Xin'er, and the torture made his joints pale.

Nalan Xin'er didn't pay attention to his changes, her attention was on another matter.

Standing on tiptoes and raising the graceful swan neck, she eagerly looked at an upong boat not far away.

The boat, which was shabby and old, used a bamboo pole to pick up an equally shabby small flag, embroidered with a few big characters: The fisherman’s homemade Goubuli steamed buns.

Her eyes were shining, she smacked her tongue, and pushed Chen Xueshu's arm: "Hey, look, I just said that I don't have to eat, isn't this just delivered?"

On the bow, there were a few large steamers, and a good smell floated from a distance.

Selling buns on awning boats is really creative.

The city of Tianjin has a well-developed waterway, and the boaters sail along the big and small lakes for a day, so business shouldn't be too good.

Chen Xueshu hesitated: "Xin'er, these stores are all privately opened. They may not have a hygiene license, and they don't know if the things are clean..."

Nalan Xin'er rubbed her grunting belly: "You make sense...but, the boat is dilapidated, it should be a time-honored brand, and has been doing business on the water for many years, but the steamed bun's cage is quite clean. It should be sanitary, right?"

Chen Xueshu pondered: "Would you like to check the reputation of this house online?..."

"Okay! Check it out quickly. I saw it passed through the bridge hole and drove away in a while. We can't eat it anymore, ooh..." Nalan Xin'er stared at the boat eagerly, unable to move her eyes.

Chen Xueshu searched on local forums in Tianjin. Sure enough, many people praised the buns sold by this awning boat, saying they are very affordable. The owner is a local fisherman, honest and not fake.

Nalan Xin'er took a look and didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly waved to greet: "Boss, come here with 2 catties of buns!"

"Ahem... 2 Jin?" Chen Xueshu raised his forehead.

"Hmm, you don't know, I didn't eat at home today!"

"why?"

"The shrimp dumplings in my house...Oh, let's not talk about it, it's okay! Sister has a good appetite, she has a good figure, and she doesn't need to lose weight! You can eat as much as you want, say, you're a catty, I'm a catty, don't grab it with me, hehe laugh……"

The proprietress of that awning boat has a good temper. Seeing that Nalan Xiner and the others are tourists, they also sent a few extra buns with different fillings for them to taste.

After thanking them, they carried their buns, leaned against the bridge, sat on the floor, and began to settle the dinner.

"It's delicious! It's really delicious..." Nalan Xiner found that she was easily satisfied now. The delicacies of Nalan's mountains and seas are not as good as a Goubuli steamed bun.

Chen Xueshu also laughed and started to eat.

The setting sun, evening, inch by inch.

Darkness, approaching step by step.