Mr. He probably noticed how naive he was just now, so he simply turned his face to the side and said coldly, "Let's go, it's really troublesome. I took you for a ride, and you actually turned me into a joke." He posted it on
Miss Su was so happy when she heard such complaints.
He picked up the durian and apple, said goodbye to the aunts, and trotted away from the bridge following Mr. He.
Mr. He walked in front with a gloomy face. He was tall, had long legs, and had a long stride. It was difficult for Miss Su to follow behind, so she just stood there and roared, "He Lianlin, are you childish? How big of a deal can you be?"
So, what haven’t I said yet? Really, if I don’t leave, I won’t leave. You have to go on your own.”
Su Muying, are you brave enough to challenge me?
Mr. He is so angry. If you hadn't been in a bad mood, I would have come to relax with you when I had time. I don't know what to do.
Looking at his uncertain face, Su Muying lazily thought about what he was doing, wiped an apple clean, sat on the floor, leisurely ate the apple one by one and admired the scenery. Young Master He stood not far away, gritting his teeth.
You were angry, but you didn't go over to coax him, damn Su Muying.
He stepped forward and kicked her, "Su Muying, I want to eat."
"What to eat?" Su Muying took a bite of the apple and asked knowingly. Young Master He gritted his teeth in anger and kicked her again, "I want to eat it too."
Mr. He, why are you so childish?
Su Muying said, "Let me tell you, there is no water here for a young man like you to wash the apples, so you have to bite into it and eat it." She picked a bright red apple and handed it over. Su Muying arrived slowly.
Mr. He asked, "Then how do you eat with relish? I'm not afraid of poisoning you."
"I wiped it with my clothes. Besides, the aunt just said that there is no pesticide on this apple."
"It's so sloppy." Mr. He said coldly and contemptuously, not accepting the apple at all. Miss Su was so angry that he was deliberately looking for trouble and glared at him with a smile on her face, "Young Master He, what do you have?
Opinion?"
"I have many opinions, which one do you want to hear?"
Saying it means not saying it.
After Su Muying finished eating the apple, he continued walking. After passing the winding path, he suddenly saw a stilted building with ethnic characteristics. As he walked, Su Muying introduced to him, "There are many characteristics of Chinese ethnic minorities here."
The food, although very simple, tastes good.”
Young Master He was uninterested and stared blankly at the building that was getting closer and closer, with a bit of unbearable contempt, "What kind of crappy place is as good as you say? If you can't get anything satisfying to eat, you will die."
Already."
"Go your way, don't look at me, I'm an eyesore, there's so much nonsense."
"What to eat?"
"casual!"
"You can say whatever you want to eat, whatever it is? Are you perfunctory with me?" Mr. He was displeased. This bastard was getting more and more courageous, and she actually dared to talk back.
Su Muying thought cooperatively, "I want to eat spicy crab."
"For example?"
"One pound each of lobster and crab."
"What is that?" Mr. He frowned, feeling that Miss Su was still perfunctory with him.
Miss Su suddenly felt like a flock of crows were flying above her head. She didn’t even know the technical terms for ordering food. How did you grow up, Mr. He?
"hot pot."
Mr. He's face darkened, "Hot pot is called hot pot, whatever it is called, there's one pound of lobster and one crab each. It sounds awkward."
Miss Su was silent and then said seriously, "Then you are a man, why don't you call men He Lianlin instead?"
Mr. He noticed this with a look of contempt, and replied seriously, "Because my surname is He and my name is Lian Lin."
Miss Su: "`````"
Aren't you three years older than me? Why is the generation gap so serious?
The two entered the restaurant and chose to sit by the window. When the waiter handed over the menu, Su Muying looked at it and ordered a hot and sour pot. Then she raised her eyes and asked Mr. He, "Master He, do you want shrimp?"
"
"Don't eat."
"Do you want to eat duck meat?"
Mr. He narrowed his eyes, "Are you asking specifically for those I don't like?"
Miss Su was speechless and silently asked one by one. Faced with Mr. He's long list of refusals, Miss Su calmly picked out what she liked and handed the menu directly to the waiter. Mr. He
Angry, "Why did you order it without asking me?"
"Young Master He, I have finished asking questions. There is nothing you can eat."
The waiter looked at the two of them, smiled, and left with the menu. Miss Su asked him if he wanted hot sauce. Young Master He frowned and looked at her with disgust, "You don't know what I don't want to eat?"
Ga? Miss Su is at a loss. Should she know anything? They are not familiar with each other.
She is not like men with bad tempers.
When the dishes came, there were ten plates in total, including shrimp, meat, vegetables, tofu, and sashimi. The variety was quite rich and the styles were good-looking. Su Muying brought the fish fillets and beef to Young Master He and put the shrimp into the pot.
Cooking in the pot, staring at the shrimps in the pot obsessively.
Young Master He sat motionless opposite her, and Miss Su was surprised, "Young Master He, you don't want to eat?"
Mr. He snorted coldly, picked up the sashimi and put it into his mouth. Miss Su was so shocked that she almost dropped her chopsticks to the ground and was a little tongue-tied. Oops, that meat is raw, raw.
"What are you looking at me for?" Young Master He looked at Miss Su's round eyes and asked displeasedly. Miss Su shook her head, "Young Master He, how does it feel after eating it?"
Mr. He: "``````"
What feeling do you need? This woman is really strange. Mr. He was dissatisfied and pointed at the shrimp in front of her and ordered, "I want to eat shrimp."
But just now you said you wouldn't eat it! Su Muying looked at Young Master He blankly, as if he could see Su Muying's dissatisfaction. Young Master He said indifferently, "What's wrong with me now that I want to eat it?"
"So?" Miss Su asked.
"Peel the shrimp for me."
Miss Su wanted to pack him up and throw him out. Don’t you have any hands? Why do you need help peeling the shrimps if you want to eat them yourself? But Miss Su still peeled the shrimps for him obediently and ate them while peeling them. Young Master He was satisfied and waiting for Miss Su.
While waiting, laughter suddenly came from the next table.
I heard the man say, "Peel the shrimps for me too, and see how harmonious our family is."
The woman shyly refused, "Forget it, don't you have any skills yourself?"
Miss Su's face turned red, it's so embarrassing, so embarrassing, Mr. He, can't you just peel the shrimp yourself and make me so embarrassed?
Miss Su lowered her voice and her tone of discussion was slow, "Young Master He, why don't you peel it off yourself!"
"My hand hurts." Mr. He refused without discussing.
Miss Su tried her best to hold back her anger and looked at him with gritted teeth. Ten seconds later, she was defeated. It turned out that she was indeed not as thick-skinned as Mr. He.
Mr. He ate for a while, then pointed to the yellow thing on the side and asked, "What is that? Why is it so ugly?"
Miss Su almost choked. Vegetables are so innocent, how could you be so insulting? Looking at the direction that Mr. He was pointing at, Miss Su said slowly, "That's a sweet potato."
"Why isn't it red?"
Mr. He expressed curiosity.
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