Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

"...No." Qinghe was surprised that he would ask such a question, and the movement of walking side by side did not stop there. She turned her head and glanced at Peter, only to see the hazy night gently wrapping around him, which made the young man compare to him. Usually there is more of an inexplicable feeling.

Of course she would reply that no.

In this world, she should not have any lovers from heaven.

Peter didn't speak again, so Qinghe began to liven up the atmosphere, turned on his mobile phone and began to search for nearby restaurants worth trying.

She swiped the phone screen for a long time, and finally said, "Why don't you go eat barbecue? There is a good Korean barbecue restaurant nearby."

"I can!" Peter answered her.

The business of the barbecue shop was even better than they had imagined. When they opened the glass door and walked in, they saw a few long tables full of people.

They walked into the innermost part of the store one after the other and sat down.

The side where Qinghe was sitting was facing the wall of the barbecue restaurant.So she saw the store's exclusive logo on the pure black wall shining with dragon fruit color.The rose-red light naturally also hit Qinghe, and she met Peter's eyes again.

The set meal ordered on the mobile phone is quite cost-effective.

Just when the two of them were about to finish sorting out the things on the table, the waiter in white came up and said, "Miss, I'm sorry, the business in the store is too busy today, and the honey pork belly you ordered just now is gone. I wonder if you would like to exchange it for another one with the same price?"

Only then did Qing He put down the chopsticks in his hand, and gave Peter an apologetic smile with some embarrassment.

Good guy, patronizing to eat, just now Peter has been silently grilling...

She has no objection to the waiter's words. After all, you can't force someone to get you food if you run out of food, right?

So she replied: "Yes, it doesn't matter."

The waiter handed her the menu.

Qinghe took it over and took a rough look. First, he found the price of honey pork belly, and then compared it, and found that the only products with the same price as it were pork belly in spicy sauce and Korean soju.

She originally wanted to order another pork belly, but would she be a little tired...?Soju is a bit craving...

Qinghe was in a difficult situation, so she handed over the choice to Peter who was sitting opposite.

Peter seemed to see what she was thinking, and said, "I remember that we still have a few other meats, or we can order some shochu."

……

Of course, it is delicious to eat barbecue with soju.When the soju comes, she must eat it!

Qinghe looked at Peter roasting the meat with his chin resting on his shoulders. Not long after Peter put the meat on the pan, it started to stick to the pan.It may be that the oil brush is not enough.Thinking about this, Qinghe picked up the brush used for brushing oil, and swept it a few times on the white baking paper.Then say, "Try it out now."

After brushing the oil, it looked much better. Qinghe silently stared at the beef ribs on it from deep red to darker, and then to dark brown.

Peter held the tongs and flipped a few times at the right time, but now it was obviously not the time to turn the beef - so the boy's movements stopped temporarily, and he once again turned his eyes to the one sitting opposite him. on the girl.

Although the other party asked so much, she had to be called Senior Sister or something.But it doesn't look like she's a senior at all, okay?

It may be that Asians are relatively small, and the focused look on the other party's face at the moment is a bit like a curious baby.

Not long after, just as Peter was flipping the beef on the griddle again with tongs, the waiter finally arrived with a dozen soju.

The body of the green translucent glass bottle was written in Korean, which she could not understand.I have to say that the product packaging of Kimchi Country is pretty good.

Qinghe Mingming hasn't had a drink for a long time, but she is damn skilled in opening the bottle.

If it was 80% happy when she was eating barbecue, now she can proudly say that she is 100% happy!

Qinghe directly poured himself a cup, raised his head and finished it.

He didn't notice the surprised look on Peter's face opposite him at all.

...He still felt that Qinghe was relatively small just now.

Qinghe also noticed the look on Peter's face, but she didn't care.After all, the atmosphere in this world is more relaxed than before!Besides, the "suitor" who always made her wonder what to do did not appear in front of her at this moment.

She thought that Peter might also want to drink some soju, so she stood up and reached for the glass that Peter put on the table opposite, and was about to pour it in, but she thought of something belatedly.

—No, Peter can't drink, he's still a middle school student!

Thinking of this, Qinghe felt a strong guilt sweeping her whole heart like a tropical storm.

So, she resentfully put the cup back in place.

Of course, she may not have noticed that since she picked up the glass that belonged to Peter, the boy's eyes have been following her movements.

Regarding Qinghe's sudden change of mind, Peter was somewhat puzzled.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Qing He glanced at him first, and then said: "You are still young, you can't drink casually."

Peter:?

If someone said that in an environment he was more familiar with, Peter would definitely think he was joking.Although his personality is not very extroverted, but...it's just shochu, how could he not drink it?

But the expression on the face of the girl sitting across from her was very serious, and it wasn't enough to have a slightly dignified expression on her face. Peter even heard a serious tone from her tone.

good guy...

He couldn't hold back a smile, but Qinghe very smoothly thought of his smile this time as a wry smile because he couldn't drink soju.She stretched out her hand to stop what Peter was going to say next, "It's okay, you can't drink, senior sister can drink it all for you."

Peter silently watched her drink a few more drinks, and he sighed inwardly.

After a while, Peter who was sitting across from him spoke softly, accusingly and aggrievedly saying: "Senior sister, can you treat me as a man?"