The president runs away when he sees me

Liu Canran: "..."

"Then you continue to describe my sweet, figurative kind, please." Liu Canran said, and said to Qiao Kui, if you can talk, talk more.

Liu Canran happily sat on the lazy sofa, thinking that she could at least get something like honey and fresh cream from Qiao Kui, which sounded very cute, but unexpectedly she got the following answer .

"To be more specific," Qiao Kui pushed the gold-rimmed glasses that symbolized wisdom on the bridge of his handsome nose, and thought for a while and said, "It's just... the kind of sweetness like chutney."

Liu Canran: "..."

"I'll give you a chance, you say it again?" Liu Canran said expressionlessly.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Liu Canran: "..."

"Pot-wrapped meat?"

Liu Canran: "..."

"Fish-flavored shredded pork?"

"I said..." The young man who was about to be called the Man Han Banquet completely lost his temper and interrupted his lover's registration of dishes, and said with some epiphany.

"Why do I look like a dish in your eyes, and I'm still a meat dish."

Qiao Kui: "..."

Qiao Kui thought for a while and said, "Because you are both lustful and sweet, the perfect boy ticket."

Liu Canran: "..."

"That sounds nice, but I think you're just hungry." Liu Canran gave Qiao Kui a "but I've seen through everything" look and said.

Qiao Kui: "..."

"Gululululu."

Qiao Kui didn't speak, and it was his stomach that expressed his opinion instead of him.

Liu Canran: "..."

In order to prevent her boyfriend from developing into a professional cross talk actor and delay his career as a president, Liu Canran decisively snatched Qiao Kui out of the 24-hour bookstore, and dragged him to the street to find something to eat.

At this moment, the sky was already pale, and the two of them were not the only ones walking around looking for breakfast on the street.

"I did my homework when I came here. There is a delicious breakfast restaurant nearby. If you go late, you will have to queue up, and the supply is limited. Let's try it?" Liu Canran said.

"Okay." Qiao Kui readily agreed. He was indeed hungry. Although he ate some light meals intermittently in the coffee corner of the bookstore, it was obviously not as good as the traditional breakfast to satisfy his current appetite.

So Qiao Kui, led by Liu Canran, walked through the streets and alleys, looking for the aroma of food.

This kind of experience is a bit novel to Qiao Kui and Liu Canran's recent experience.

They usually eat more at home, and when they go out to eat, they usually choose restaurants with private rooms, so that they have a certain protective effect on Liu Canran's relatively special nature of work.

However, because it is for breakfast, the diners must come and go in a hurry. After eating a meal, they are busy going to work and school. Probably not many people have the time to watch the guests who are buried in their meals. It is round or flat, so you can rest assured if you choose to eat here.

After walking for a while, the two came to the door of the small shop.

The inside and outside of the shop are cleaned up very cleanly. Outside the shop, steaming baskets of steamed buns are being steamed on the drawers, and golden and crispy fried dough sticks are fried in the big oil pan next to it, giving people a feeling of Very smoky visual satisfaction.

Qiao Kui felt that his appetite had already been mobilized just by the scene he saw outside, and it really was a quite powerful shop.

"Sit here for a while, I'll go and order." Liu Canran pressed Qiao Kui on the chair, then turned around and walked over to the counter.

Qiao Kui wanted to move, but he was currently cosplaying bread, and it would be difficult to get out after being pushed into the armchair, so he had to let Liu Canran go to order.

Liu Canran walked over to the counter, and suddenly turned her head to look in Qiao Kui's direction.

"Do you want tofu nao to be sweet or salty?" Liu Canran said.