196 The coquettish dragon fruit

196 The coquettish dragon fruit

Ling Qiao took Shushu's hand and walked through the entire night market street, and then ate the casserole vermicelli at the roadside stall at the end of the street.

"Have you eaten in this place? Does it taste good?"

Ling Qiao was eating the vermicelli in big mouthfuls, which were hot and fresh. He didn't care about speaking and raised his thumbs up to indicate.

"Haha, look at how much you eat. No one snatches you, you can eat slowly."

Ling Qiao stopped and suddenly said with emotion: "I finally know what you look like in this long dress here."

"What?"

"The coquettish dragon fruit."

“…”

"Hahaha."

Shushu swung his pink fist and hit the man, and the man started to deserve a beating again.

Just then, a loud voice sounded on the table next door: "Boss, a bowl of beef vermicelli."

Ling Qiao was stunned. With his super high memory, he concluded that the voice came from an acquaintance. He looked in the direction of forty-five degrees with his face. It turned out to be a reporter Zhu, who was a weekly magazine. He didn't forget to work at night and came to the street stall with a SLR camera on his back.

No wonder, even Tang Youqing knew about this place, how could the great Zhu reporter not know? The news about him and Shu Shu living here were not published in the newspaper. It seems that this Zhu reporter wanted to have an exclusive place.

Shu Shu looked at Ling Qiao's instantly changing face and sharp eyes with some confusion. She looked at him in the eyes. She frowned and said softly: "Isn't that reporter Zhu? How could it be...ah!" She suddenly realized.

Without saying a word, Ling Qiao quickly took a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and put it on the table, pulled Shushu and left.

The boss just brought the beef vermicelli, and saw that the guests at this table put down a hundred times and left, and said politely: "Thank you, boss, come and visit us more."

With years of experience as a reporter, Zhu Ji looked at the two backs with suspicious eyes, feeling a little familiar, but he shook his head again, Ling Qiao was not so tacky.

"Boss, your beef fan."

"Okay, thank you." Zhu Ji started to eat.

Ling Qiao pulled Shushu for a few steps, and when he reached the intersection, he ran. Shushu was wearing a long skirt, Ling Qiao was tightly pulled by one hand, and she had to carry the skirt in the other. After the corner was a small street with no street lights, they took off their sunglasses directly. Ling Qiao asked anxiously: "Is that OK? I'll carry you?"

Shu Shu looked back, "Reporter Zhu didn't chase him, he didn't notice us."

Ling Qiao smiled sly, "Don't take it lightly, the paparazzi suddenly appeared when you relax your vigilance." He held her hand, squatted down a little, and pulled her onto her back without her consent, "Come on, I'll carry you home."

"Oh, okay." Shushu didn't have time to think about anything, and jumped on Ling Qiao's back in tacit understanding.

On the dark street, there was noisy sound and the sound of insects. Ling Qiao ran quickly in the dark night with Shushu on his back. Shushu hugged his shoulders tightly, and only he could hear his rapid panting and heartbeat. Yes, his heartbeat, she felt that her heartbeat was on the same frequency as his.

After entering the building, the administrator looked at them again with a look of surprise. Shu Shu was not wearing sunglasses at this time, and her eyes were opposite to the old man. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Haha, uncle, you are on duty tonight." She patted Ling Qiao's shoulder, "Let me down quickly."

Ling Qiao slowly put her down, saw the old man's surprised eyes, and cooperated with him, "She twisted her feet and couldn't walk." He quietly reached behind and slapped Shushu's butt.

"Ahem, yeah, yeah, it hurts so much." Shu Shu frowned.

The old man still looked confused. What the hell are these two young people doing?

The elevator came, and Ling Qiao hurriedly helped Shushu into the elevator. When the elevator door was closed, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Ling Qiao: "You react quite quickly."

Shushu: "You are not bad, too."

Ling Qiao was sweating on his forehead, and his eyes were staring at Shu Shu, and his feet slowly walked towards her. Shu Shu seemed to be able to understand the information in his eyes. She smiled, with a smile in her eyes. She hadn't relaxed for a long time. If they ran away everything, they could have had a happy life.

When the elevator arrived, Shushu realized that the cunning Ling Qiao only pressed his floor, but did not press her floor. "I'm going down." She smiled and pressed the next floor.

"Why are you going down? I'm not full yet. I still have a lot of food in my refrigerator..." As I was speaking, the elevator door suddenly closed, and both of them were stunned.

Soon he got downstairs, Shushu walked to the elevator entrance and pressed him on the upper floor, "Then you go and make some delicious food to feed your stomach. I also have food stored at home."

Ling Qiao blocked the door and refused to let her go out, "Eat less instant noodles. I will feel distressed when you see how thin you are."

Shushu smiled and said, "Hey, if you don't let me out again, the elevator should be closed."

"Then let it be shut down. I'll cook for you. There's beef and fish heads. I'll send it down after eating."

Before Shushu could speak, the elevator door closed and walked up. There were not many people using the elevator at this time. The idle people were already at home, and the busy people had not come back. Shushu wondered if the administrator would look at them who were fucked in the elevator, thinking that they had a ill mind.

Finally, under Ling Qiao's insistence, Shushu had to go to his house.

I didn't look good last time, but this time, she saw the true face of his house. "You didn't have a hard decoration, so what's there to knock on?"

"I knocked on the floor to knock you up."

Shu Shu suddenly realized, and Ling Qiao said immediately, "Silly, I moved here to get you back." As he said that, he locked her on the back of the door like a hungry tiger pounced on the sheep.

"Hey, stop making trouble."

"No trouble."

"Then you go away and go cook."

"Yeah." He agreed, but the specific movements could be performed later. Ling Qiao stretched out her arm to support the door, getting closer to her.

Shushu rolled her eyes and said, "Hey, don't let me feel like I fall into a wolf's den, okay?"

Ling Qiao smiled evilly and shook her head, "Not good."

"You... Then I'll go cook and go away. I'm so hungry. I've just had a bite." She pushed Ling Qiao away and walked straight towards the refrigerator.

She tied her apron and washed beef. Unexpectedly, Ling Qiao was still so home-based, and even bought an apron. She wore a long skirt, tied an apron in the middle, outlining her slender waist. This group of people finally didn't look like the coquettish dragon fruit.

"Shushu." He hugged her from behind, and she washed the beef, and he ate her tofu and kissed her in the face, "How do you make it?"

Shushu didn't mind much, and felt that the shy and intimacy of the past had been back, "Go away, don't make trouble, otherwise I won't do it anymore, come."

"Well, I'm here, I didn't expect you to make anything delicious. I just want to eat you."
Chapter completed!