The place where Gu Qingqing took him made Leng Sicheng himself a little surprised.

Gu Qingqing took him to the depths of the alley familiarly, turned around, and looked at Leng Sicheng still standing at the corner of the street, frowning slightly, as if he was very disgusted.

She smiled and beckoned, "Come here, what are you doing standing over there." ”

Leng Sicheng didn't move, he looked at the terrible environment around him, he was still wearing Armani, he had just come down from Bentley, and he was still standing in an alley behind N University. The streets come and go, grilled squid, cold skin, kebabs, fruit sellers, milk tea sellers, shouting, shouting, bargaining, and students carrying school bags and wearing T-shirts, jeans and slippers are foraging for food.

He is familiar with this street, and it is nicknamed "takeaway street" by n college students. There was a cross-flow of sewage not far from the foot of the place where he stood, and the clean Leng Si City couldn't stand it just by looking at it.

Seeing that she didn't move, Gu Qingqing came up, stretched out his hand, and held his hand. Leng Sicheng was stunned for a moment, and was pulled by her little hand, although his eyebrows were still wrinkled very tightly, but he still walked over with her.

Gu Qingqing took his hand and stopped in front of a barbecue restaurant. Maybe because it was a weekend, even though it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, there was still a lot of people here, Gu Qingqing pulled him to an empty table and sat down first. Leng Sicheng looked at the greasy, dirty table, and his brows were even more furrowed.

The waiter came up, "What do you need?" ”

Gu Qingqing looked at the menu: "A serving of mutton, beef, crispy bones, eggplant, mushrooms." After she finished reporting, she looked up at Leng Sicheng: "What else do you want?" ”

Leng Sicheng didn't speak, and his eyebrows were full of dissatisfaction. She smiled: "First these, then two servings of sour plum soup." ”

The small shop served the food quickly, and after a while, a large copper stove and iron pot were brought in, and red charcoal was burning in it. On the grate, the marinated meat and vegetables were quickly stacked, and a table was full.

Seeing that Leng Sicheng was still standing three meters away from here, Gu Qingqing also beckoned: "Come here." ”

Leng Sicheng frowned slightly. He'd never been here in his life to eat what looked like this—a filthy fly house, full of resistance. Before sitting down, I took out a tissue from the table and carefully wiped the stool and table top up and down. Even so, he only touched a small stool with his fart, for fear of rubbing him.

Gu Qingqing just smiled, poured him a cup of sour plum soup, and when the grate was slightly hot, he put the already marinated meat on it.

"Zizi-" In a crisp sound of oil flowers, a fragrance rushed into Leng Sicheng's nose domineeringly. Looking at Gu Qingqing's skillful turning, he was still a little confused, the things in this place can also be eaten? Although it smells quite good.

Knowing that he could eat a little spicy, Gu Qingqing added a little chili pepper and cumin when she got out of the pot at the end, and when the meat was cooked, she also put a chopstick on his plate: "You taste it." It tastes good. ”

Leng Sicheng crossed his arms and looked at her coldly, not even thinking of moving chopsticks.

"It's really delicious." Gu Qingqing persuaded him, but he still didn't move. In the end, she couldn't help it, so she directly grabbed a chopstick and handed it to his mouth to feed him: "Try it." ”