A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

Time passed by little by little, but the night market became more and more lively.

Ruan Peichen and Xiyu walked slowly on the street, Xiyu felt that he and he really looked like a couple today.

At this time of night, when the barbecue stalls were hot, West Elm took Ruan Peichen to find a barbecue stall and sat down, then turned to ask Ruan Peichen what he wanted to eat.

Who knew that when she turned her head, she saw that Ruan Peichen was still standing with a serious expression on his face.

"what happened?"

West Elm was stunned for a moment, and then found that Ruan Peichen was looking at the chair, and couldn't help laughing.

Has Ruan Peichen never been to this kind of barbecue stall?

Although a lot of barbecue stalls here have storefronts, the storefronts are already full of people, so Xielm and Ruan Peichen sat outside the storefronts, with electric fans blowing on their heads.

The tables and chairs outside looked quite clean, but according to Ruan Peichen's usual living habits and standards, he probably couldn't eat anything here.

West Elm didn't expect to just wipe the tables and chairs. Even if she wiped the tables and chairs with disinfectant, Ruan Peichen would be worried about eating, and...

West Elm remembered that Ruan Peichen had a mild stomach problem, and the boiled dishes here were all seafood. If Ruan Peichen ate badly, his stomach would be in trouble.

So West Elm finally stood up, and then pulled Ruan Peichen away.

Ruan Peichen really didn't want to eat at the roadside barbecue stall, but he was thinking about putting up with it for a while. Nie Xiyu seemed to like sitting on the roadside to eat.

But I didn't expect West Elm to drag him away...

"Nie Xiyu, don't you want to eat?"

West Elm has already pulled Ruan Peichen to a sparsely populated place. Hearing this, he turned his head and said with a smile, "Those barbecues are afraid of being unhygienic. You have stomach problems, so you should not eat them... Besides, you should not be used to eating outside, right?"

Ruan Peichen was surprised, but also had a trace of indescribable emotion.

He stared at West Elm for a long time, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said calmly: "It's okay, it's not that I haven't eaten outside, there are so many people outside now, it will take a long time to go back, you must be hungry, right?"

West Elm wanted to say that no one was hungry, but before she could speak, Ruan Peichen had already pulled her back.

West Elm followed Ruan Peichen step by step, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to the barbecue booth where the two were sitting just now.

"Boss, place an order!"

Ruan Peichen dragged Xiyu to pick out ingredients, Xiyu stood stupidly in front of a pile of seafood for a long time, and then smiled belatedly.

Ruan Peichen didn't see this scene, but looked at the tables and chairs beside him with a gloomy expression, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

After the two sat down, Ruan Peichen asked for a few bottles of beer.

West Elm's alcohol tolerance is not very good, she usually only drinks a little red wine or champagne perfunctorily when attending a banquet, or she needs to take medicine when she is sick, and occasionally drinks a little wine when she takes sleeping pills for insomnia.

She doesn't like the groggy feeling after drinking.

But after seeing Ruan Peichen drinking alone, and showing an elegant and extravagant attitude that does not match this barbecue stall...

Xielm felt that he should have organized Ruan Peichen to come just now.

He just doesn't fit in here.

West Elm pursed her lips, then took a can of beer and opened it, and drank it with Ruan Peichen.

Neither of them spoke, but it wouldn't seem too strange to drink and eat together.

But I don't know if it's the fireworks in the night market that are too intoxicating, or the weak beer is too intoxicating, West Elm drank too much without knowing it, and the eyes that looked at Ruan Peichen became blurred.