I like you very much

There were a lot of people at the barbecue stall, and his two orders hadn't been served yet, so Rong Yu secretly took a look at what the next few tables were eating.

I didn't see anything particularly eye-catching about the food, but the customers at the table next to them, who were about the same age as them, ordered a few bottles of soda in glass bottles, and the soda bottles were still dripping with condensation that had just been taken out of the freezer.

Add a straw and it looks extra tempting.

Rong Yu stared secretly for a while, swallowed, turned around and carefully looked at Zheng Mingchi on the opposite side.

Zheng Mingchi didn't do anything, he had been staring at Rong Yu since just now, he had already guessed his little thoughts, so he smiled: "Want to drink iced soda?"

Rong Yu nodded sincerely.

Zheng Mingchi shook his head ruthlessly, and put boiled water in front of Rong Yu: "No, you can only drink this."

Rong Yu: "..."

He curled his lips, gestured a finger to Zheng Mingchi a little unwillingly, and discussed, "Then, the two of us want a bottle and drink together, is that okay?"

The lighting of the barbecue shop has never been very good, it is the kind of drowsy dark tone.

At this moment, the air was lingering on Rong Yu's fair and innocent little face, which made Zheng Mingchi feel hotter and hotter.

At the same time, I feel that the person opposite is really cute.

Silly, the kind that looks particularly delicious.

Think/Day.

Zheng Mingchi sighed silently in his heart, stretched out his hand and pressed Rong Yu's little finger down for him, and reluctantly compromised: "Okay, I want a bottle, but you can't drink iced ones."

As he said that, he got up, went to take a bottle from the box where the proprietress put the glass bottle of soda, and opened it with a wine opener.

Zheng Mingchi returned to the table, placed the soda between the two of them, and instructed: "You can only drink when the food is served, and you can't be on an empty stomach."

Rong Yu: "..."

The soda bottle is not big, and it looks even smaller on the table.

Rong Yu looked at the pitiful bottle of soda in front of him, and then at the bundle of soda on the next table, with a little envy in his expression.

Fortunately, this kind of barbecue restaurant on the street is very efficient in serving food, otherwise Yu would feel that he would definitely want to beat Zheng Mingchi up.

Although he definitely can't beat ==

In terms of the amount of food for two people, Zheng Mingchi did order a lot of dishes. The freshly baked barbecue was shiny with oil, and a small layer of cumin and chili was sprinkled on it. If you listen carefully, you can hear a little fried oil open sound.

For the hungry Rongyu at this time, it can be said to be extremely delicious.

Zheng Mingchi casually took out a pack of napkins from his pocket, took a string of mutton skewers, wiped the tip of the bamboo stick with the napkin, and handed it to Rong Yu: "Be careful of burning."

Rong Yu didn't realize how intimate this was, and happily took the meat skewer and took a big bite, it was so hot that even Little Red's tongue stuck out.

Like a cute little puppy.

Zheng Mingchi's gaze deepened.

The barbecue booth was so messy, after a moment of hesitation, Zheng Mingchi turned Erlang's legs up to cover the change in his pants.

Rong Yu didn't know Zheng Mingchi's reaction at all. He stuck out his tongue out of breath from being burned, and pointed to the soda bottle: "I, can I drink first? I don't have a cold right now!"

How could Zheng Mingchi care about whether Rongyu had a cold or not? He just glanced at the mouth of the bottle and smiled: "Take a few sips less, the soda will fill your stomach, and if you drink too much, you won't be able to eat."

Rong Yuyuan looked at him with wide eyes, and as expected, she obediently only took a sip, and obediently put the soda bottle back in the middle of the dining table.

It is convenient for two people to carry.

As soon as he put it away, Zheng Mingchi brought over the soda and drank several sips.

Rong Yu watched helplessly as the water went down for a long time.

Rong Yu: "...Didn't you say you'll fill your stomach?"

Zheng Mingchi smiled heartily: "I'm not hungry, it's okay to drink a few more sips."

Rong Yu: "..."

Rong Yu took a bite of the meat skewer viciously.

Rongyu eats very quietly, taking small mouthfuls, occasionally sticking out his tongue to lick back the seasoning foam around his mouth.

Zheng Mingchi and Jiang Wenhao had already had a meal before, and they were basically watching Rong Yu eating at this time.

Of course, I didn't dare to look at it openly, I just glanced at it occasionally.

There are very few customers in the barbecue shop who are as quiet as the two of them, and the table that Rong Yu had been staring at for a long time was very noisy.

They ordered a lot of meat dishes, and in addition to soft drinks, they also ordered a pitcher of beer.

Zheng Mingchi hadn't looked there just now, but now that he looked over, he realized that it was Ge Fei, an old acquaintance whom Kong Yao had met before.

There is a vocational secondary school three streets away from No. [-] Middle School attached to the city. If there are many thorns in it, then Ge Fei is the thorn in the head, and he can be regarded as a school bully.

The last time Ge Fei led people to fight with Zheng Mingchi, although he did not lose, but it was not very honorable, and it was rumored that he used to bully the less.

It can be said that it does not sound like a big brother.

Under the dim light, the people on both sides managed to see each other. Ge Fei didn't wear the uniform of the vocational school, but only a very fashionable looking ripped vest. Apart from a few other boys, there were two girls sitting beside him.

The boys all smoke, and the girls wear heavy makeup, which looks extraordinarily gaudy under the light.

Ge Fei stood up, with a not-so-friendly smile on his lips, picked up a glass of beer from the table, raised his steps and walked towards Zheng Mingchi.

He stood still at the table for the two of them, and whistled frivolously: "Hey, the school girl from No. [-] Attached Middle School also eats at this stall."

Before he finished speaking, Ge Fei lowered his waist and took a look at Rong Yu, grinning and said: "I don't think these are the people that Young Master Zheng usually plays with. This person with red lips and white teeth looks younger than Young Master Zheng."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to the table he was sitting on just now, picked up the beer and asked maliciously: "You guys have a look, aren't you?"

The men and women at the table laughed happily.

Rong Yu was suddenly involved in the topic, and his eating speed was a little slower. He wiped his mouth hesitantly, and raised his eyes to look at Ge Fei.

Since he was a child, he had never stayed in a big city full of feasting and feasting, and he had only been here for two months now, so he couldn't understand what Ge Fei meant by "young master".

Just now Rong Yu didn't raise his head, Ge Fei didn't see Rong Yu's face, now the person sitting there raised his face to let him take a look, which surprised Ge Fei for a moment.

The schools in this area basically knew that Zheng Mingchi was good-looking, but they didn't expect that the person he casually brought out to eat with him was also so good-looking.

And it's two completely different styles.

After a while, Ge Fei bent over in an unclear manner, and approached Rong Yu, opening and closing his mouth smelling of alcohol: "Little brother, what's the point of eating barbecue? Do you want to play with brother? Tonight, brother find some." Princess 'I'll give you some meat."

Rong Yu quickly swallowed the mutton in his mouth.

He is sensitive to smells, especially the smell of alcohol.

Rong Yu stood up, glanced at Zheng Mingchi's eyes, and found that he and this person seemed to know each other.

For a moment, Rong Yu didn't know whether to show this person face, he hesitated for a while, took two steps back, ran to Zheng Mingchi's side suspiciously, approached him in a low voice and asked: "'Princess'...is it edible? Why is it called Meat?"

Zheng Mingchi: "..."

The small table is only this big, and even though Rong Yu lowered his voice deliberately, Ge Fei could still hear him, and he laughed loudly: "Of course, not only 'princess' can be eaten, but 'young master' can also be eaten, and it's delicious. "

Ge Fei tempted Rong Yu again: "It's much more delicious than barbecue, do you want to go with brother?"

Zheng Mingchi pulled Rong Yu behind him, his face was extremely cold: "Ge Fei, keep your mouth clean."

The old enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Zheng Mingchi was used to being proud and arrogant. Normally, he wouldn't give Ge Fei any face at all.

But today is different, he still has Rong Yu with him, if there is a real fight, he is not afraid of losing money, but he is afraid that Rong Yu's small body will get hurt a little.

There is never a shortage of spectators at the barbecue stand. The quarrel at this table quickly attracted crowds from the tables next door. Even the proprietress quickly came out of the back kitchen and said with a stern look: "Guests, our shop is small. The people are poor, everyone comes to eat, and the harmony makes money, and the police station is nearby."

The implication is that if there is a fight, the police should be called immediately.

Ge Fei smiled wretchedly, picked up the beer and took another sip, his cloudy eyes looked around the room, and finally fell on Rong Yu's extremely fair face.

"Come on, make it look like I did something bad."

Ge Fei raised his wine glass to Zheng Mingchi, raised one corner of his mouth and said, "Harmony makes money, and harmony makes money. Last time we had a bad fight because of Kong Yao, let's clink a glass?"

Zheng Mingchi smiled, and stretched out his hand to block his hand: "Sorry, I don't drink."

The unhappiness on Ge Fei's face flashed away, and then he thought of something and didn't vent it. Instead, he looked at Rong Yu: "Where's little brother, do you want to have a drink with brother?"

Rong Yu shook his head, and corrected Ge Fei seriously: "I'm not a little brother, I'm in the same class as Zheng Mingchi, the same age."

Ge Fei made a clear expression, rolled his eyes, and asked again: "Did Zheng Mingchi treat you particularly well?"

Before Rong Yu could speak, Zheng Mingchi interrupted Ge Fei.

Without even looking at Ge Fei, he took out a piece of Grandpa Mao from his wallet, turned around and shouted to the proprietress: "I put the money on the table."

Zheng Mingchi raised his eyes, the disdain in his eyes was slight but obvious: "Ge Fei, put away your foul language and say it in public, don't you feel sick?"

"nausea?"

Ge Fei laughed, "Master Zheng, if I say it out loud, it's much more open and aboveboard than what you keep in mind."

Zheng Mingchi didn't speak, didn't even look at him, he turned around and said softly to Rong Yu: "Let's go back first, and I'll invite you to eat some other day, okay?"

Rong Yu looked eagerly at the dishes on the table, thought for a while and nodded.

Ge Fei was still holding the beer there, as if casually said: "With someone like him, no wonder you also look down on Kong Yao."

Zheng Mingchi's face completely sank, he pulled Rong Yu and prepared to go out.

Rong Yu was obediently dragged away by him, just after taking two steps, her little finger gently scratched Zheng Mingchi's palm.

The movement is not big, but it is very itchy, as if it has been itching all the way to the heart.

Zheng Mingchi felt that his heart, which was already on the verge of boiling, was ignited at once. He took a deep breath, turned around and lowered his head slightly, and said in a very gentle voice in the noisy environment: "What's wrong?"

Rong Yu pursed her lips, glanced reluctantly at the table the two sat on just now, and said in a small blushing voice, "Let's, can we take away what we haven't finished eating?"

Zheng Mingchi: "..."

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By the way, do you know what the princess and the young master mean? [He showed a funny face. .