Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

The place Gu Qingqing took him to Lengsi was a little surprised.

Gu Qingqing took him to the depths of the alley, looking back and looking at Lengsicheng still standing on the corner, frowning slightly, as if he was disgusted.

She smiled and waved: "Come here, what are you doing here."

Lengs City did not move and looked at the bad environment around him. He was still wearing Armani. He had just gotten off from Bentley. He was still followed by bodyguards, but he was standing in an alley behind N University. The streets come and go, grilled squid, liangpi, lamb skewers, fruit sellers, milk tea sellers, shouts, cries, bargaining, and students who come and go carrying school bags, T-shirts, jeans and slippers. Foraging.

He was familiar with this street and was dubbed "a street for takeaways" by N college students. There was a river of sewage not far from where he was standing, and it was a bit unbearable for the cleanliness Lengsi City to just look at it.

Seeing her motionless, Gu Qingqing came up, stretched out her hand, and took his hand. Leng Sicheng was taken aback and was pulled by her little hand. Although the eyebrows were still frowning, he still walked over with her.

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

The waiter came up, "What do I need?"

Gu Qingqing looked at the menu: "A lamb, beef, crispy bones, eggplant, mushrooms." After she reported it, she looked up at Lengscheng: "What else do you want?"

Leng Sicheng didn't say a word, and his brows were filled with dissatisfaction. She smiled: "First of all, then two sour plum soup."

This small shop served food very quickly, and after a while, he brought a large copper stove iron pot with red carbon burning in it. After serving the grate, the marinated meat and vegetables were quickly sized, and a table full of them was laid out.

Seeing Lengsi City still standing three meters away from here, Gu Qingqing waved, "Come here."

Lengscheng frowned slightly. He hadn't come to eat in his entire life. It looked like this—dirty fly restaurant, full of resistance written all over his body. Before sitting down, he took out the paper towel from the tabletop and carefully wiped the stool and tabletop up and down. Even so, he fart-stock only touched a small stool, for fear of smearing him.

Gu Qingqing just laughed and poured him a cup of sour plum soup. When the grate was slightly heated, he put the marinated meat on it.

"Zizi--" In the crisp sound of oily flowers, a scent rushed into Lengscheng's nose domineeringly. Seeing Gu Qingqing turning skillfully, he was still a little confused. Can the food in this place be eaten? Although it smells quite fragrant.

Knowing that he can eat a little spicy, Gu Qingqing added a little chili and cumin when he finally started the pot. When the meat was cooked, she also put a chopstick on his plate: "You taste it. The taste is good. All right."

Leng Sicheng folded his arms and looked at her coldly, without even moving his chopsticks.

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