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Chapter 333

Qin Songyao parked the car on the side of the road and looked back. Bo Siyan fell asleep. From her perspective, he could only see his side face. Under the Yingying light, the lines were very superior.

She tiptoed open the car door but didn't even dare to close it.

Get off the car and make sure he is not awake. He quickly ran to the store.

"Oh, Niu Niu?"

Qin Songyao obediently called out to his aunt, looking at the noodles in the pot, his stomach was so chubby.

She ate the cake, but after eating two bites, she felt quite full, and now she is hungry again.

"Do you want a small bowl?" the boss asked her.

"Big Bowl!"

"Okay, sit by yourself."

Qin Songyao responded, picked up the table and sat down, sucked the disposable chopsticks, and used to pick the thorns on the chopsticks, and waited obediently after picking them.

Soon, the noodles came up.

The noodles covered with sauce look tempting.

start!

In the car

Bo Siyan was awakened by the cold, and the wind that came out from somewhere was poured into his collar.

He opened his eyes, looked at the dim environment, and was stunned for two seconds before he remembered.

In the car?

He looked forward and saw that the driver's seat door was closed and the driver was gone.

He immediately sat upright, feeling alert.

Looking forward, the position was determined from the front windshield.

Old Town?

He frowned, had some guesses, and opened the car door, and it was indeed true.

It is the alley where Qin Songyao's grandfather's former residence is located.

As soon as he was sure, he looked back and saw a woman sitting in the small-door store facing the door and sucking noodles into her mouth.

If it weren't for Qin Songyao, who else could there be?

Oh.

There is really hers.

In the middle of the night, she left him in the car who was drunk and asleep, and the door was closed. She ran to sip noodles!

In the store, Qin Songyao was still looking at the wind at first, worried that Bo Siyan would wake up.

But after half a bowl of noodles, people went from being controlled by their brains to being controlled by their stomachs, and they were having fun.

"Auntie, do you have garlic?"

The boss's wife shouted in the operating room, "Yes! I'll get it for you!"

"Thanks--"

Qin Songyaohuan shook her feet happily. She had been with Zhen Wenrou for a long time, and she felt uncomfortable eating noodles without garlic.

Waiting happily for the garlic, she took another sip of the noodles.

Suddenly, a shadow fell, and the sauce inside the bowl was slightly thicker.

She smacked her lips, her face didn't move, and her eyes glanced up.

The man stood under the incandescent lamp, his face darkened.

She yelled at the forehead, put down her chopsticks, slowly raised her head, and the corners of her mouth were covered with sauce.

"Are you awake?"

Bo Siyan: "If I don't wake up, I'll kill me in the car. Who should I ask for injustice?"

Qin Songyao took out paper and wiped the corner of his mouth, saying, "It won't be a society ruled by law."

Look at each other.

Bo Siyan glanced at the noodles in her bowl.

Qin Songyao blinked and deliberately used chopsticks to pluck the noodles.

Suddenly, the fragrance drifted away.

Bo Siyan only drank wine in the private room and didn't even eat cake. He was already hungry now.

never mind.

After eating, settle the score with her.

He sat down with a dark face.

Qin Songyao understood and ordered a bowl of noodles for him.

“Come now.”

The boss lady shouted.

After a while, I brought the noodles up and also had half a garlic.

Qin Songyao thanked repeatedly.

The boss's wife looked at Bo Siyan with a stunning look and asked Qin Songyao with her eyes.

Qin Songyao laughed twice and stumbled over.

She pushed the noodles in front of Bo Siyan, and while she was greeting him, she peeled a clove of garlic for herself and bite a corner.

Bo Siyan looked at it and frowned.


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