Qin Songyao looked up and found that Bo Siyan was looking at her in shock.
She put the whole garlic in her hand into her mouth, faced him and chewed it carefully.
Bo Siyan disliked it.
Qin Songyao didn't care, and shook his head, "I don't have any good fortune."
"Don't insult the word "benefits"."
"Tsk, the garlic is delicious."
As soon as she opened her mouth, the smell floated over, making Siyan's brain hurt.
He had no choice but tossed the noodles with chopsticks, so he could kill the taste of the fried sauce.
Qin Songyao found it very funny.
She was 70% full, and with the richness of the card, she was in a good mood, so she had the leisure to talk to him.
"I'll try it out for you."
“I don’t need it.”
"You taste it, really, you'll fall in love with it."
"impossible.
Qin Songyao pinched the garlic and said, "You are still young and need to try new things."
"No need."
As soon as he finished speaking, she put the garlic clove in her hand directly into his bowl.
The pungent smell hits my face.
Without thinking, he picked it up and threw it back into her bowl.
"Eat yourself!"
Qin Songyao curled his lips, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the clove of garlic and threw it away, and broke it for himself.
Bo Siyan was a little unhappy when he caught her little move.
The garlic just stayed in his bowl and couldn't be eaten?
Give her some particularity!
Qin Songyao didn't have as much thought as he did, but when she was peeling the garlic, she picked a sprouting clove for him. It was okay for him to eat it, but she couldn't eat it herself.
She has to eat fresh ones, but she still has several petals, so she can do it.
She carefully broke the garlic across the street, and Bo Siyan was so upset that he ate the noodles. The two of them were not at the same starting point, but they almost finished it.
When checking out, the boss lady was unwilling to ask for money, so she finally accepted it.
When he lowered his head, he whispered to Qin Songyao: "Is this your husband?"
Qin Songyao's voice stuck.
The boss's wife looked at Bo Siyan's direction, turned around, and whispered: "Two nights ago, there was a movement in the gate of your Grandpa Cen's house. It was late at night, your uncle and I thought it was a thief who pried open the lock and went in, thinking about the yard.
There was nothing in it, so I was lazy and didn't go to see it. The next morning, I found that the gate of the courtyard was fine and the lock was locked."
Qin Songyao was stunned and then reacted.
The other party has the key to enter!
Except for quietness, there should be no one else.
She was stunned for a moment, and she reacted, her heart beating.
"I'm not leaving yet?" Bo Siyan spoke.
"Ah...oh!"
Qin Songyao tried his best to calm himself down, but he still couldn't help but wonder if he was silent.
She couldn't control herself and wanted to go back to the old yard to take a look.
Walking outside the noodle restaurant, Bo Siyan walked in front and she said something.
"My grandfather's yard probably fell all over the ground. It's a pity. Can I pick some of them back?"
Bo Siyan didn't have the patience. He turned his head and met her eyes full of anticipation. His lips were tightly pursed without saying a word.
The evening breeze blew, and his drunkenness dissipated a lot.
Suddenly I remembered that there were still some things that I didn’t try to judge her.
OK, don't wait until you go back to your old house.
"lead the way."
He uttered two words lightly.
Qin Songyao was surprised. He didn't expect that he was so easy to talk to. She smiled happily and pointed to the alley.
"Come with me."
After saying that, she remembered that the car door was not closed yet, so she went over and closed it tightly, so she walked back.
There are only a few old street lights in the box, and they pass by, so quiet that they can play ghost stories.
The two walked not far or near, half of the shadows overlapped.