Well, just take a look

When I arrived at Bao Bao Le, I entered the store. The decoration style of the store is very warm, and the owner's intentions can be seen from many details.

The chandeliers are in the shape of bird's nests made of rattan, and the tableware is also round ceramic dishes, which are very cute.There are also many half-person-high ceramic small animal ornaments in the store, such as chubby birds, kittens, and small fish, which decorate the corners, and girls take pictures together.

Picking a small card by the window, Yan Qing and Huo Tianming sat opposite each other, listening to Huo Tianming reciting Baobao in a deep and pleasant voice, many of the actual contents were quite vigorous.

Bullwhip stew, lamb stew, snake meat stew...

Yan Qing looked at the one-page menu in her hand, feeling a little nostalgic for the KFC Golden Chicken Burger.The last time I went to KFC, it hadn't been renamed as Qiao Laotou Fried Chicken.

After admiring Yan Qingda's cracked expression enough, Huo Tianming stuffed another menu into his hand, "This one is a little less challenging."

ah.Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Wild mushroom stew, catfish stew, these are the normal style of painting.

With a little resentment, he raised his head and glanced at Huo Tianming, seeing him looking at the wine list in a good mood, with a childish smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fine.It's better for a child to play pranks or something than to keep his face dark all the time.

Yan Qing ordered a wild mushroom stew. From the picture, there are big, soft and thick mushrooms.Huo Tianming's catfish stew.

This time the experience of eating pot pot was very pleasant.It started like this.

When the wild mushroom casserole was served, it was bubbling and bubbling. There was a clump of mushrooms that occupied almost one-third of the entire casserole. It was shaking slightly. It was bigger and softer than the picture, and the meat was thicker and more colorful. Qing was still expressionless, but his eyes were a little bright.

Huo Tianming's catfish stew is also very fresh, the black catfish stew, the mouth of the fish inside seems to be moving, as if it is still alive, the fish meat is tender and slippery, it will fall off with a slight poke with chopsticks, and it will melt in your mouth.

Don't ask why Yan Qing knew, no matter how amazing his insight was, he couldn't see this step.

It was Huo Tianming who, taking advantage of the heat, picked out the most delicious part of the meat first, put all the meat in a bowl and brought it over to Yan Qing.

"Eat it yourself, don't serve it for me, I'll just order it next time I come." Yan Qing refused.

"You've been eating porridge recently, you need to replenish your nutrition, eat it while it's hot." Huo Tianming was holding a bowl, a ceramic bowl with thick walls, filled with fish and soup, his palms were warm, while Yan Qing's hands , at this moment, is covering the back of his hand.

Although the temperature of Yan Qing's palm was warm and cool, Huo Tianming felt a fire burning from the back of his hand all the way to his heart.He clearly maintained a serious expression on his face, but his ears were bright red.

"Then I'll give you my mushrooms!" But she refused, Yan Qing had no choice but to relax her hand, followed Huo Tianming's movements, gently holding his hand and the bowl in his hand, protecting him from filling the bowl A bowl full of fish was placed firmly in front of him.

Then Yan Qing picked up an empty bowl, put the largest, softest, and thickest clump of mushrooms in the pot into the bowl with a little effort, barely sticking the spoon to the side, and squeezed through the seam. Drizzle in a little soup.

The mushrooms are really too big. When they are put into the bowl, one side is pressed down, and the other side is lifted up. The meat is disobedient.So when Yan Qing lowered her head and was busy serving mushrooms, she missed Huo Tianming's flushed face instantly.

Huo Tianming: Hey~!The idol let me eat his mushroom~! o(*////▽////*)q

No no no no, too evil.What are you thinking!

How can you be like money scum, full of mosaics~!

Huo Tianming poured down a large glass of iced sour plum soup, which lowered the temperature on his face by half.

When Yan Qing finally stuffed the clump of giant mushrooms into a bowl and served it to Huo Tianming, seeing the faint crimson color on his face and two red ears, he thought he was hot.

Most of the guests who ate the pot had flushed faces, and Huo Tianming's ears were an unscientific existence, which he had known and confirmed a while ago.

"Thank you." Huo Tianming carefully held the side of the bowl full of mushrooms, as if holding some kind of treasure, and stroked the mouth of the bowl back and forth with his slender fingers.

"It's very fresh and tender, you have to eat it all." Yan Qing swallowed a mouthful of catfish meat and soup, and unconsciously licked her lower lip.

Huo Tianming watched him lick his lips, his eyes straightened, and his heart beat fast.

Those two pale pink lips were a little ruddy because of the hot pot, and there was a little watery luster. Under the soft lighting in the store and the curling heat from the casserole, they looked extra alluring.

"Well, it's very fresh and tender." Huo Tianming agreed with a straight look in his eyes.

"You haven't eaten yet, hurry up while it's hot." Yan Qing urged.

Huo Tianming lowered his head and was about to go up and take a big bite.

"Hey, blow on it, be careful not to burn your tongue again." Yan Qing remembered the time when she drank cabbage tofu vermicelli soup before, and hurriedly stopped her.

Huo Tianming opened his mouth a little stupidly, stopped by the bowl, looked at Yan Qing with his eyes from bottom to top, then looked away in a little panic, blew wildly, and tentatively bit off a piece.

"...delicious." Huo Tianming whispered with his head down, savoring carefully.

"Ok?"

"I said..." Huo Tianming raised his head with deep eyes, "Your mushrooms are delicious."

Your mushrooms are delicious.

In just a few words, he bit them into cadences and twists and turns, with continuous endings.

The spoon in Yan Qing's hand fell into the bowl with a clang, and the splashed soup and a little bit of fish landed on the back of his hand, scalding it.

Seeing him shrinking his hand, Huo Tianming stood up vigorously, leaned over from the opposite side of the table, grabbed the back of Yan Qing's hand where the soup was splashed, and rubbed his fingertips back and forth on the slightly reddened place.

"Is it very hot? Does it hurt?" Huo Tianming's downcast eyes flashed imperceptible pity.

But at this time, Yan Qing's focus was not on the back of her hand.Nor was Huo Tianming's tone of voice or drooping eyelashes.

He couldn't help but stare at Huo Tianming's... lower body, because from his perspective, a certain part of the boy's well-developed lower body was less than 3 centimeters away from the catfish's open mouth.

"Sit down quickly!" Yan Qing was startled by this weird scene, and hurriedly snapped off Huo Tianming's fingers, trying to make him let go of herself, and quickly sat back in her seat.

This position is too dangerous!

Huo Tianming subconsciously clenched Yan Qing's hand even more tightly, and kept his other hand on the edge of the table for balance.

In public, doesn't he want others to see him holding his hand?

"How is your hand? Is there something wrong?" Huo Tianming lowered his head and asked slightly injured as the strength in his hand relaxed a little.The thumb was still lingering on the back of Yan Qing's hand.

"My hands are fine! You, you, your chirp is about to be eaten by catfish!!!" Yan Qing blurted out in a moment of urgency.Afterwards, realizing what she said, Yan Qing's cheeks blushed at a visible speed, and her neck was tinged with a hint of pink.

Huo Tianming's pupils dilated, and he stood there motionless.

What did the idol say?what chirp?Whose chirp?What about catfish, what happened to catfish?

Yan Qing was so ashamed and angry that his face was steaming. He has lived for almost 30 years, and he has never been so stupid.His eyes kept going back and forth between Huo Tianming's face and Huo Tianming's crotch, he was very anxious, but he didn't dare to move casually.

I've never seen an idol so flustered. His fair face is now flushed, and his soft lips are also very rosy. The closer he is, the more he looks better.Huo Tianming didn't realize what the idol said for a while, he stared at the lips that opened and closed at a close distance, the charming color made him almost couldn't help swallowing.

A few seconds later, Huo Tianming finally met the idol's flustered eyes.Then following the gaze of the idol, he lowered his head deeply, looked across the dining table, and looked at his crotch...

...and the catfish with its mouth wide open below.

The heat from the catfish pot continued to steam in his crotch.

Huo Tianming felt his body burn.

What the hell!

The instinctive sense of crisis made Huo Tianming let go of Yan Qing's hand and stood up immediately, finally avoiding this crotch crisis.

Yan Qing finally regained her composure, unconsciously stroking the back of the hand that Huo Tianming had grasped for a long time, her heart finally dropped when it was raised in her throat.

Eating a pot can also be so exciting.

Sitting obediently in his seat for 3 minutes, Huo Tianming sorted out his thoughts, recalled exactly what the idol said just now, and played back the expression of the idol just now frame by frame in his mind.Then he covered his face and shrugged his shoulders violently.

"Don't laugh." Yan Qing said angrily.

There were bursts of deep laughter, accompanied by the smell of mushrooms and catfish in the air.

"... Whatever you want." Yan Qing was infected by his unstoppable low laughter, and also gave a little helpless chuckle.

It turns out that being with people every day and living together is such a happy thing.Even eating as a routine task on weekdays can cause so many situations.

Yan Qing, who is not good at getting along with others and has always been described as aloof, realized that she can also be stupid and can make others laugh.

"After laughing enough, eat quickly, it's almost cold." But don't laugh so hard.Is this too exaggerated?

As a person who was almost eaten by catfish, shouldn't he reflect quietly and seriously?

Yan Qing uncomfortably poked the catfish in the bowl, the fish fell into the soup and melted.He scooped up a spoonful of fish broth, picked up a piece of mushroom from the mushroom pot, and ate it with the soup.

Huo Tianming buried his head in the big bush of mushrooms, gnawed and raised his eyes to observe, seeing that Yan Qing's movements became more and more uncomfortable, and his eyes were more and more bent, almost bent into two slits.

It wasn't until Yan Qing threw a sharp eye knife that Huo Tianming lowered his head and giggled, and ate the idol's mushroom with a big mouthful of catfish soup.

After eating, he leaned back in the chair, stroked his belly, and let out a satisfied breath.

This meal was so worth it.

After the two of them finished eating, Huo Tianming paid the bill forcefully. Yan Qing didn't have the heart to fight with him this time. The meal was so intense and exciting, and he was physically and mentally exhausted right now.

Big deal please come back later.

All the way back to the car, each fastened their seat belts, Yan Qing couldn't stand Huo Tianming's playful eyes from time to time, leaned over with sullen face, covered his eyes with his hands, lowered his voice, and ordered threateningly, "Delete what happened just now from your mind."

Huo Tianming's eyelashes fluttered against Yan Qing's palms, making his palms itch.

"Well, I'll listen to you." Huo Tianming said softly with the corners of his mouth hooked.

Yan Qing put down the hand covering his eyes, the palm was still itchy, pulled off the seat belt and sat down, he put his hand into the pocket of the coat, curled up his fingers, and scratched the palm of the hand.

"Go home." Yan Qing turned her head to look out of the window, and through the reflection of the car glass, she met Huo Tianming's deep eyes with unknown meaning.

Yan Qing tried her best to keep her face calm and looked away, staring out of the window at a dog that raised one hind leg and squeezed two drops of urine on the telephone pole.

"Okay, let's go home."

Huo Tianming's smiling voice kept echoing in Yan Qing's ears, and it lingered for a long time.

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So Yan Qingda burned another chapter.