Zhong Qing obviously didn’t hear it, but the woman accompanying her frowned slightly and put down the chopsticks in her hand.
Zhongqing was eating rice noodles. She was born in Junsha, and slurping rice noodles in the streets and alleys was a common thing in her memory. Although she had been to countless high-end restaurants over the years, she did not have many common problems among rich and pretentious people. She sat down I can eat noodles with peace of mind here. I don’t dislike the environment and the taste. Of course I don’t dislike the taste. Zhongqing thinks it’s delicious. This is the spicy noodle that suits the taste of Junsha people. It’s not the same as those pure noodle noodles that use spicy oil. kind of taste.
Mrs. Zhusan, the third girl in Mrs. Su’s mouth, her origin is unknown. Some people say she is a relative of Mrs. Su. In the car accident that caused a sensation in Taiwan, the infant Zhujuntang survived. Many people died, and Mr. Zhusan died on the spot.
“Is this noodle so delicious?” the third girl said to Zhong Qing next to her expressionlessly.
“It’s pretty good. It’s chewy and tastes good.” Zhongqing was still eating the noodles with her head down, but she was eating them very delicately. It’s impossible to eat such spicy noodles in big mouthfuls. It would take a long time to eat a big bowl.
Seeing the beads of sweat on Zhong Qing’s forehead, the third girl waved her hand, “A bottle of water.”
“Ice or room temperature?” Liu Changan asked.
“Normal temperature.”
Liu Changan took out a bottle of mineral water, placed it on the dining table, and took the payment code.
Zhong Qing scanned the code, opened the water and took a sip. Then he realized that the third girl didn’t seem to have taken a bite of the noodles. He was wondering, it was you who came to eat the noodles, why didn’t you take a bite? Even though I know you are here to see Liu Changan, this powder is indeed delicious.
“Liu Chang’an.” The third girl stopped him.
Liu Changan slowly turned around, a little bit of sunshine fell on his hair. His appearance was still in the shade of the tree, but it also smelled of sunshine, and his smile was gentle.
“Let’s talk some time.”
Liu Changan looked at the woman in front of him. Her eyebrows were as sharp as spears and her expression was exquisite. She was sitting between the sun and the shade of the tree, with her hands placed squarely on her lower abdomen, her legs leaning together diagonally, her knees tightly together, her skirt The skin between the hem and the legs did not create any blasphemous triangular shadow. The straight calves had no lazy curves and were still as straight and slender as a girl.
The biggest difference between pampered women and women in the market is probably the kind of cleanliness that is not stained by dust, or ethereal, or without fireworks, because they have too many people serving their lives.
“We are all unfamiliar with each other, so what are we talking
