Qing Yan was stunned, but the enthusiasm of the store made her hesitate. A girl went out alone and had to be more careful in everything. If she encountered a black store that cheated her, she would be troublesome. But look at the waiter in the store.
She looked just like that and could call out her surname, but she couldn't help but let her believe it.
He followed the waiter into the inn suspiciously. It was empty inside, with only two maids dressed in Tea Doctor's clothes, and no other customers.
The door is deserted, what other shop is open? Qing Yan was wonderingly sitting next to an empty seat. When he was about to ask "Where are the vegetables prepared for me?", the waiter suddenly patted his palm gently, and a group of waiters took a look.
He held the dish with one hand and came out of the inner hall one after another, and a table filled with it in an instant.
Looking at the table of Linlang delicacies that suddenly emerged, Qing Yan was stunned. Pine tree monkey-headed mushrooms, cuttlefish soup, lotus leaf chicken, fried white mushrooms with beef lettuce, shell balls, braised quail with sauce, oyster sauce beef lettuce, Sichuan duck
Palm...
Each dish is full of flavor and taste, and the workmanship is fine, which makes people's index fingers flutter. Qing Yan thought in a daze: Even the imperial kitchen in Dayuan Kingdom may be only at this level, right?
Before I could turn on my chopsticks, I found that the waiter raised a sign and hung it outside the store, and the handwriting was vaguely "closed".
"Waiter, aren't you going to open a store?"
The waiter grinned, "No, Miss Liu, you are a distinguished guest. Today, this store is only for you."
"Ah?" Qing Yan was shocked, which made her even more curious. Who would be, and she would provide her with convenience in secret?
Such a big move and such a big pomp? Could it be Xi Ming?
Her eyelashes drooped slightly and she smiled bitterly.
Humph, how can such an indifferent man know how to feel sorry for girls? If he knows my whereabouts, is it necessary to play hide-and-seek games with me?
Of course, it was not Huangfu Shi, who was unwilling to accompany me to the capital. I must have been left behind by me at this moment, right? He was like Xi Ming's twin brothers. Although he was handsome, his personality was
Very arrogant. He was also "fearing inward", afraid of his junior sister who died of death...
A trace of warmth suddenly ignited in Qing Yan's heart. She seemed to have found the answer. Who else would be besides Zherong?
Guard Zhe... Why don't you see me? Instead of having a meal on this inexplicable occasion, it's better to have a night chat with you. The lonely shadow lies quietly in the west window, and you are guarding you for many days and nights.
Outside my window, I looked inside the house... Since you are my friend, I can naturally tolerate everything about you. What does it matter if you are an assassin? What's the harm if you are a landlord?
He raised the wine glass in his hand, opened his thin lips slightly, and gently sipped.
The wine enters the sorrowful heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
But who do you think about love? Who do you think about love?
She actually felt a burst of sad tears flowing into her heart, making her unable to control her feelings.
In a state of sorrow, she suddenly picked up the wine glass in her hand and drank it all. The strong wine was like a knife entering her throat, and it was sour and spicy, and Qing Yan couldn't help but cough.
Seeing this, the waiter hurriedly ran to her side and helped her massage her back, "Girl drink slowly, drink slowly. It's the most harmful thing for you to drink on an empty stomach. Come on, eat some food first."
A smiley face turned lightly, and Qing Yan looked at the waiter in a daze, "Uh, I said, brother, am I scary?"
"If that's the case, Miss Liu, you are as beautiful as an immortal. I have never seen a lovely person as beautiful as you in my life."
"Haha," Qing Yan stretched out a finger and poked at the waiter, "You're talking nonsense! Is there anyone who treats someone like this? I don't even show my face. Am I so scary? I'll eat him Can't it be done?"
"Ms. Liu is so serious. The guest official just said that it is really inconvenient to come forward. I am afraid that you will have a burden, so I will let you eat and live here peacefully first."
"Tsk!" Liu Qingyan stumbled and stood up from the stool, "I don't care about it. What kind of heroes are you hiding? I won't eat this meal."
"Hehe," the waiter smiled in a daze, "Miss Liu, this is the only inn in our Shucheng, so the guest officer just now had the confidence to book our store."
Qing Yan was stunned and booked this store... It seems that the rich young man in the TV series likes to come like this when he proposes... He shook his head hard, which gradually became heavy, and Qing Yan's legs became weak and depressed. Arrived on the stool.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to leave, but that she can’t. Her legs seem to be filled with lead, soft and heavy.
He filled the wine glass again with anger, opened his mouth and poured it into it.
His forehead wrinkled into the character "Squeak" sound in his mouth, and he looked like an old drunkard.
Only she knew the depression she had experienced these days, but at this moment, no one could tell her, and she could only express her sorrow to the wine glass.
The glasses of wine and the tears that were falling, swallowed their stomachs together, and chewed a few bites of vegetables tastelessly. Qing Yan lay silently on the table and sobbed.
...
The waiter leaned over Qing Yan and walked around for a while, then gently pushed her, "Miss Liu, Miss Liu, wake up, Miss Liu..."
A tea doctor next to him said, "Stop calling, I look at her, I won't wake up tomorrow. What a nice guy, such a delicate little girl actually drank a bottle of Lao Baigan in one breath..."
"What should I do now?"
"Or help her in?"
"Let me do it!" A strong, powerful and magnetic sound came from the second floor of the inn. "Tu tuk tuk". I walked down the wooden ladder, but I saw the man's body straight and his white clothes flew, just like a slight look. The Taoist immortal in the painting floats away.
A hint of worry flashed above his handsome face, which was cut by a knife, and slowly walked to her side and gently stroked her back. For a moment, the expression of regret and pity was beyond words.
What kind of suffering is torture and force a lively and lovely little girl into this? Is it so painful to go to the capital of the city? Is it so painful that she insists on numbing herself and destroying herself in this way?
Does she have any other concerns?
Qing Yan's hair slipped away from his fingertips, and the remaining fragrance made him feel relaxed and happy. The person who came was in a trance and almost had the urge to hug the beauty at the table into his arms.
Sighing slightly, he slowly bent down and said to the waiter: "Help me, I'll carry her."
"Yes, guest officer."
When Qing Yan's hot and extremely soft body was pressed against his back, when Qing Yan's long hair scattered on his forehead swams around his neck, and when he smelled her body fragrance with a fascination, he felt it True momentary beauty.