[Entertainment circle] pure desire

Song Zinghao counted the number of hours since eating at noon very seriously, and finally asked Zheng Yu very disgustedly: "Are you an idiot?"

Zheng Yu had just finished telling the driver the address, she was pressing on the brim of her hat, and when she heard this sentence, she tilted her head and gave Song Zinghao a glare.

After all the tossing in the decompression hall just now, the little girl finally had some blood on her cheeks.

Song Zinghao grinned, looking a bit in need of a beating.

Zheng Yu looked away silently, and said silently in her heart: You can't beat him, you can't beat him, there are still people.

The place Zheng Yu chose to eat was a very famous chain hot pot restaurant in China called Haidilao.

At this time, the people of Seoul have not left work, and there are not many people in the store.

The clerk greeted her warmly, and after just one glance at Zheng Yu's face, she recognized her.

"Hello, how many people? Huh? Are you the one who recently..."

The clerk spoke Korean, but the pronunciation was not very idiomatic. Zheng Yu smiled kindly: "That's right, it's me, I can speak Chinese."

The clerk smiled happily in an instant: "Can I take a group photo? I am also Chinese."

Zheng Yu nodded, and took a photo with him with the camera of his mobile phone.

Song Zinghao was expecting the clerk to recognize him, but he just smiled politely at him and let him into the store.

Zheng Yu frowned and joked: "Tsk tsk, senior is not well-known, not as good as me."

Song Zinghao: ...Isn't it because this is a Chinese shop!

The clerk tactfully led them to a remote corner, and handed the ipad to Concubine Zheng: "Please order."

Zheng Yu gave the ipad to Song Binhao again: "Ouba, you order what you want first."

Song Hao waved his hand: "No, no, I don't know much about Chinese food. You can order what you think is delicious."

Zheng Yu was no longer polite, and picked up several frequently eaten dishes with his ipad.

Beef is essential, plus a serving of shrimp slippery, hairy tripe, yellow throat, brain flower, duck intestines, potatoes, mushrooms, wide noodles...

Song Haohao saw her frantically ordering: "My concubine... there are too many for us to eat..."

Zheng Yu didn't look up: "Life is all about constantly challenging your limits."

Song Zinghao: ...So you want to challenge your eating limit?

After Zheng Yu finished ordering, the waiter kindly brought drinks, soy milk and plum soup.

Zheng Yu added a whole packet of sugar to the soy milk, and Song Zinghao imitated her and put a packet of sugar in it too.

His eyes lit up: "Hey? What's this called? It's delicious!"

Zheng Yu looked proud and introduced soy milk to him.

Immediately afterwards, she took him to the area full of small ingredients and taught him how to make dipping ingredients.

Zheng Yu held the small bowl, like a little teacher: "Ouba, did you see the words on the panel above? You can mix it according to the above, or according to my secret formula."

"I have three secret recipes. The first one is the traditional sesame sauce dish and sesame oil dish. The sesame sauce dish is full of sesame paste, and the sesame oil dish is sesame oil with minced garlic and oyster sauce. As for the last one..."

She blinked: "It's called Seafood Plate, Seafood Sauce, here it's called Maru-Swipe Sauce, this thing is served with Thai pepper or millet pepper, with a little sand tea sauce, and a lot of coriander and shallots, Super perfect!"

Song Haohao and Zheng Yu made the dipping sauce together, and the two of them brought several small bowls back to their table.

The food was served quickly, and the attitude of the waiter was unbearable. Song Haohao said thank you several times in succession.

When Zheng Yu came, her hair was loose. In order to eat hot pot, she took out the hair tie she brought with her and tied it into a low braid.

Her hair band is pink with a heart on it, which looks very soft and cute.

Girls are such lovely creatures, and the little things they carry around are so cute.

However, it is also possible that their concubines are extra cute.

Song Zinghao stirred his dipping sauce, and looked at Zheng Yu with soft eyes, as soft as cotton candy.

However, Zheng Yu saw his gaze and said very seriously: "Ouba, don't look at me with such eyes, be normal."

Song Zhihao: ...Zheng Yu is really an atmosphere destroyer.

Zheng Yu's order was very complicated, and she carefully taught Song Zhihao which dishes should be dipped in which seasonings.

When he saw the brains and duck intestines, Song Haohao said he couldn't accept it.

However, having tasted it, he nodded approvingly.

The brains are soft, and the duck intestines are crispy and chewy, which is really a magical taste.

Zheng Yu bit her chopsticks and watched Song Binhao being captured, smiling very happily.

Sure enough, no one can escape the law of Chinese food and true fragrance!

For this hot pot meal, Zheng Yu ordered four pot bottoms, corn, tomato, spicy, and clear soup.

She seems to be particularly able to eat spicy food, and she cooks everything in a spicy pot.

As for her, the bottoms of the corn and tomato pots seemed to be just for soup.

The little girl's complexion has completely returned to its usual appearance, flushed, blood is clear, and there are fine beads of sweat on her forehead, she looks much more lively than when she first came.

It's so beautiful, and the way it eats is so beautiful.

Not artificial, natural and generous.

Zheng Yu's eyes were a little watery from the heat, and the water stains on her cherry red lips were obvious, shiny, like jelly.

Through the mist of the hot pot, Song Zinghao watched her eating for a while.

Noticing Song Tinghao's gaze, Zheng Yu did not doubt that he was there, picked up a boiled potato, and said to him with a smile: "Ouba, I want to eat potatoes! One bite of a small potato!"

While talking, the potatoes fell into the pot again because they were too soft after being rinsed, splashing a little oil on the table.

Zheng Yu hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Ouba."

Song Zhihao's heart skipped a beat.

Although I don't know what troubles she has recently, but it feels good to be her little sunshine and solve her problems.

And Zheng Yu's mood gradually improved.

When she came here to eat before, all the dolls sat opposite her.

It feels really good to have someone to eat with.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Wu Shixun.

Zheng Yu clapped her hands while eating.

I don't know if this senior will eat alone again after that day.

She thought about it, took a photo of the dishes on the table, and sent it to Wu Shixun.

Wu Shixun was probably busy and didn't reply right away.

Zheng Yu put down her phone and concentrated on eating.

Two people ate for more than an hour, and there were not many dishes left.

Zheng Yu stroked her bulging belly with a satisfied face: "Hi..."

Song Binhao's state is similar: "I'm so full."

Zheng Yu called the clerk: "Check out."

Song Zinghao straightened his body, took out his wallet, and said, "Let me pay for it!"

However, Zheng Yu at the other end moved quickly, took out the QR code and asked the clerk to scan it, and the payment was completed.

She said to Song Tinghao who stopped his movements: "Ouba invites me to drink milk tea!"

Song Hao patted his chest: "Of course, the milk tea bag is on me."

Just a cup of milk tea, how expensive can it be!

As a result, he obviously miscalculated.

Zheng Yu took him to a magical milk tea shop and ordered a bucket of milk tea to take away.

Song Zhihao: ...

While paying the money, he said to Zheng Yu seriously: "You can't really be the reincarnation of a fool, can you?"

Zheng Yu slapped his arm: "I can't drink all of this tonight!"

Song Zinghao looked at her milk tea, isn't the calorie too high?

After a while, he silently uttered a sentence: "I really envy you for not bothering to lose weight."

Zheng Yu smiled, and her white teeth were obvious: "I'm going to participate in the Occasional Games in two days, and I need to replenish my energy to achieve good results!"

Song Binhao flicked the brim of her hat: "Then I wish you good grades."

"But..." He turned his head and hit the car, "You can eat so much, you don't know who you will marry in the future..."

His tone was soft, mixed with unknown expectations and sighs.

Zheng Yu didn't understand the meaning of his words at all: "You don't have to worry about this, I'm so good-looking, I shouldn't die alone."

The little girl is beautiful and self-aware, very narcissistic.

Song Binhao laughed lightly: "That's not necessarily the case. If you can't get married in the future, you can come to me. Although I don't earn much, it's okay to raise a pig."

piggy?

Zheng Yu raised her eyebrows and counterattacked: "Senior... Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you!"

While talking, Song Zinghao got a taxi.

He didn't say anything else, he just opened the car door for Concubine Zheng, let her get in first, and then got into the car himself.

The moment the car door closed, Zheng Yu seemed to hear him sigh slightly, so soft that she couldn't tell whether it was real or an auditory hallucination.

Song Zhihao first wants to send Zheng Yu home.

While in the car, Zheng Yu received a reply letter from Wu Shixuan——

【Senior Shixuan: You won't take me with you for delicious food? 】

[Zheng Concubine: Hahaha, a temporary idea! 】

[Senior Shixuan: Hot pot?I want to go to China to eat...]

[Zheng Yu: Do seniors like it too?Then I have the opportunity to go to China to invite you! 】

【Senior Shixun: Okay, it's a deal. 】

Zheng Yu put down her phone, and stared quietly at the night view of Seoul with her chin poised.

She looked at the scenery, and Song Zinghao tilted his head to look at her.

I don't know how long it took, but the car finally arrived at Zheng Yu's house.

Zheng Yu turned her head, thanked the driver first, and then looked at Song Zinghao beside him.

Noticing her gaze cast over, Song Zinghao hastily withdrew his gaze.

Zheng Yu didn't notice his strangeness, opened the car door, got out of the car, and said goodbye: "Ouba, I'm leaving, see you at the company when you have time."

Song Zhihao said "hmm" in a soft tone.

He watched her bouncing into the corridor step by step, with tenderness and nostalgia in her eyes.

The driver was a very old man. Seeing his expression, he started the car.

He teased, "Like her?"

Song Binghao was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

The uncle driver looked very understanding: "Although I don't really see what the little girl looks like, but I feel pretty good-looking, such a girl is very sought-after, as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be cheaper for others!"

Hearing the uncle's words, Song Zinghao chuckled lightly, pressed the brim of his hat, noncommittal.

After a while, the uncle driver heard his answer——

"Well, she's beautiful."

"I love so much."

"But... if you say it, you may not even be able to be friends..."

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