"The most important thing is to be happy, right? Happiness is the most important thing. Making money is to make yourself happier, right?" Han Ningmeng continued to look at him earnestly.
"Well, yes, it makes sense, then?" Fu Haoran expressed his pleasure in accepting Han Ningmeng's truth.
"Then, how can you live happily? Don't be bound by the worldly eyes!" Han Ningmeng bit the chicken wings hard.
"What then?" Fu Haoran nodded in agreement and continued to ask.
"Then, you come here now and eat happily and happily. You can eat whatever you buy and what you eat, right?" Han Ningmeng continued to say earnestly.
After hearing Han Ningmeng's principles, Fu Haoran felt that Han Ningmeng's principles seemed to be very reasonable and correct.
The concern in my heart seemed to be relieved at this moment, and I suddenly understood it as if I had a great idea and nodded: "Well, what you said seems to make sense!"
"Tsk,...what does it mean that there is a little reason? Is it very, very reasonable, okay?" Han Ningmeng contemptted him disapprovingly.
"So...you should eat your chicken wings as soon as possible, it's really delicious!" After Han Ningmeng finished speaking, she took a big bite of the chicken wings, completely ignoring her own image.
"Haha...Okay! Today,...I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!" Fu Haoran finally let go, no longer felt awkward, and started eating with Han Ningmeng.
Han Ningmeng would eat whatever he bought. As he ate, he ate the street and his stomach slowly filled it!
"I'm so full, what else do you want me to eat?" Fu Haoran asked, touching his bulging belly.
"Hehe... the hot and sour noodles here are very, very delicious, you must try it!" Han Ningmeng smiled proudly and took Fu Haoran's hand: "Let's go, hurry up!"
"Let's slow down. I'm too full. Let's digest it!" Fu Haoran looked painful!
"What are you doing? You are not as good as a little girl as me. Are you embarrassed to say it out loud?" Han Ningmeng despised.
"You little girl..." Fu Haoran couldn't help laughing when he heard this!
"That's it!" Han Ningmeng once again despised him.
Fu Haoran felt Han Ningmeng's tender hands holding him away, very soft, his little hands were a little cool and comfortable.
Fu Haoran suddenly felt that it was worth it to let go of her identity and accompany her to eat the food at the street stall here. Although these things were not very delicious, for Fu Haoran, it could only be reasonable, but not good.
To describe it, after all, he has eaten too many delicious foods!
"Here..." Han Ningmeng smiled when she saw the hot and sour noodles store: "Boss, come two bowls of drunk spicy noodles, one bowl of more vinegar, don't make it spicy!" Han Ningmeng yelled at the boss and turned around
He looked at Fu Haoran: "Where are you?"
"I want spicy, less vinegar!" Fu Haoran replied.
"Okay!" After Han Ningmeng finished speaking, she shouted at the boss again: "There is still a bowl of more spicy and less vinegar!"
"Okay!" After the boss finished speaking, he went busy.
"You are really a man. They all say they are jealous and spicy, but they don't even make spicy! You said, is this still called jealous and spicy?" Fu Haoran smiled helplessly.