She immediately refused, "No, I'll go back and drink myself."
"You will accelerate the pain in the wound when you walk." He bent down again to hug her.
Seeing this, Qiao Manman quickly agreed, "I'll get in the car by myself."
A smile immediately appeared in Jiang Li's straight eyebrows.
The car blew on the flat road, waving a refreshing moment.
He glanced at Qiao Manman, who was as quiet as a sculpture, and said, "Manman, go back after dinner, so as not to do it."
His tone seemed to be asking for it, but it was unquestionable.
Qiao Manman understood his personality and agreed, because she knew that as long as she got into his car, she would not have the chance to get out.
Jiang Li took her back to the club. After he settled Qiao Manman in his dedicated restaurant, he entered the kitchen.
About 40 minutes later, he walked in with a tray.
He waved at Joe Manman who was reading the magazine, "Manman, come here, you can eat it."
He placed the carved plates on the tray on the table with flowers in it.
Before Qiao Manman could reach the dining table, he smelled a strong fruity smell, which was very familiar.
She blurted out, "It's the smell of mangosteen."
"Your nose is indeed very sensitive." Jiang immediately took off the cover on the plate.
I saw strange and beautiful food on the plate, which looked like a bun on the beauty's head and crystal clear dough.
Because it is composed of countless thin lines, plated into a circle like ordinary dough.
But it is much thinner than noodles, only one-tenth of the size of the noodles, and it is as small as a thread for sewing clothes.
Moreover, these lines are all translucent, with a faint milky whiteness.
She was a little surprised, "What did this come from?"
Jiang Li smiled and explained, "This is a snack made of mangosteen. Except for a little bit of horseshoe powder, it is all mangosteen meat. I split it into powder, then pull it into thin thread like needle and thread, and then plate it.
It looks beautiful and tasteful.”
He picked up one to her plate and said, "Come on, try it while it's hot."
Qiao Manman put the snacks into his mouth, and a rich mangosteen fragrance floated from the tip of his tongue. The snacks loosened and slowly spread into his throat like ice cream. This feeling was like the best silk slipping across his tongue.
Light and silky.
After swallowing the dessert, the fragrance remains on the lips and teeth.
"It's so delicious." Qiao Manman couldn't help but admire, and the smile on his lips was very satisfied.
Jiang Li was satisfied with her food, and a gentle smile bloomed from Mingche's eyes, "The name of this snack is 'Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Thousand Th
Just like his affection for her... thousands of threads, endless...
Last time in Malaysia, he found that she liked to eat local specialty mangosteen, so after she came back, she studied how to incorporate mangosteen into her sweet snacks so that she could also fill her hunger and full while tasting mangosteen.
After he successfully studied it, he wanted to be the first to make it for her to taste, but unfortunately she had already broken up with him.
After the two broke up, she never went to the club again. This exquisite and delicious snack was praised by countless customers, but only one person was missing.
Many fresh mangosteens are airlifted from Malaysia every day, but unfortunately the original intention of this dessert has changed.