The sick and weak tyrant's foodie wife

"Old woman, what are you doing? Why don't you come, I'm so busy."

"Hold me, remind me, I know you need to remind me, dead ghost." Although my aunt said angrily, she didn't hold back a bit in her actions, "Xiaohe, you can go to your old position and I will let the waiter go up. Don't be polite to auntie."

Regardless of the two of them turning around by themselves, they ran to the uncle.

He Mian's eyes were full of smiles, "That's my aunt's husband, who has good cooking skills. Later, when my uncle wanted to take a break, he passed the cooking skills to his son."

Lin Jingmo saw from a distance in the kitchen, a man who looked like 25, kneading the dough vigorously.

"He Mian, I found that you know more about eating than I do." Lin Jingmo was thoughtful.

"So-so." He Mian said modestly, "That location is in a small room on the second floor, extremely hidden."

The two went up the stairs side by side, and walked into the small cubicle with a few crutches.

The cubicle is not big, just enough for two or three people to eat. The room is not soundproof, and you can even hear the footsteps and conversations of customers outside.

But the advantage of this space is that it is close to another street and has a medium-sized window. It is not hot at night when it is approaching May, but a window is indeed just right.

Lin Jingmo went to the window, and He Mian stood beside him, thinking thoughtfully, "Guess how I found this store?"

"What else? Is there any legendary story?" Lin Jingmo asked back while holding a teacup.

"It's so legendary that in the first and second grades of middle school, I got angry with my family, and felt that the world owed him an explanation." He Mian paused, "I don't know what I was thinking at the time, so I just took advantage of Friday I ran away from home in the afternoon, and was picked up by this store later, and persuaded me to return, which also ensured my habit of eating here every week."

Lin Jingmo seemed to have discovered some big secret, playing with taste, "Unexpectedly, the legendary domineering president is still in the second phase of middle school, which is gratifying and sad."

A smile flickered across his eyes, as if He Mian, who was pale but tough like a little wolf, appeared in front of him at that time.

This man is just too cute.

The atmosphere gradually heated up, and there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Sir, do you want to order food?"

"Please come in." Lin Jingmo borrowed the menu from the waiter, "What do you usually eat here?"

"Usually it's braised noodles with a side dish, a very simple one."

"Then this." Lin Jingmo ordered a few dishes at random and returned the menu to the waiter.

He understood what He Mian meant by bringing him here, and he had introduced him since he first came. His friends had introduced him to him, and there were people, things, things that brought him to experience his youth.

Lin Jingmo's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he didn't know what to do. He only knew that he wanted to follow the path he had walked, and feel the world and life in his eyes.

When they said goodbye to their aunt from the restaurant and were about to go home, they entered the house at night, but the crowds passing by on the street did not decrease at all.

Because the two of them didn't think about driving when they came out, so now they can only call someone else to pick them up.

"There seems to be a very beautiful garden not far away, you will like it."

He Mian took Lin Jingmo's hand and went straight to the destination, Sihao didn't feel Lin Jingmo's surprise.

Yes, surprised.

Lin Jingmo still remembered that He Mian was as cold as an unapproachable mountain before, but he didn't expect this person to be like this after falling in love.

However, he quickly adjusted and held He Mian's hands back, excitedly, "Let's go quickly, we won't be able to see such a good thing if it's too late."

The small garden is said to be a small garden, but it is not small at all. It is about the size of two football fields. Because it is close to the ancient street, we have tried our best to control the flow of people, but the king's people are still in an endless stream.

"There are really a lot of people here." Lin Jingmo sighed, "Sure enough, ten o'clock in the evening is when the nightlife just begins."

He Mian lowered his head and listened carefully to Lin Jingmo's words, his expression became more gentle.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

The shadows of the moonlight, the shadows of the people in the water, the vegetation and the trees are completely dependent on each other, and the people and the scenery are harmonious.

"This is one of the places with the largest number of check-ins in the ancient street. It receives countless tourists every day. It is also one of the places contracted by He's."

"Are you still doing design?"

The two wandered leisurely among the bamboo leaves, under the lights.

"Of course, doesn't it look like it?"

Lin Jingmo pretended to think for a while, and said mischievously, "I don't want to, you look like you are engaged in industry and high-tech industry."

Although Lin Jingmo was teasing, at first glance, this person didn't seem to be involved in design at all.

"Design is just one of the fields, and Chen Yuhao is usually looking at this field."

"By the way, isn't Chen Yuhao a child of the Chen family in Kyoto? Why are you staying here?"

"Chen Yuhao wanted to choose an art major when he was in college, but Uncle Chen disagreed. The two had a big fight, and they still have conflicts in their hearts."

As he said that, he stopped suddenly, turned around and hugged Lin Jingmo, aggrieved, "Why do you keep mentioning Chen Yuhao when we are dating?"

"...I feel pain in my eyes."

Lin Jingmo was almost amused by He Mian's feeling of grievance and green tea.

"There is no such thing as always, just this moment."

"You said that."

This man is still working hard.

"What do you want?" Lin Jingmo cooperated, "Well..."

In an instant, the fireworks not far away exploded, and the huge flowers shot out, making them extremely small.

"You kissed me, you have to take responsibility."

After an unknown amount of time had passed, He Mian relaxed his grip.

"Are you going to die? Dear, so hard." Lin Jingmo blushed and tried to make a fierce expression.

So cute and want to kiss.

He Mian's color was dim, but unfortunately the grand ceremony had ended, the lights had dimmed, and Lin Jingmo hadn't seen this shadow.

"But don't you feel very happy?" He Mian continued to be aggrieved.

"You're still working hard." Lin Jingmo said ferociously, and after a while, he said to himself in a voice he could hear, "Although it's really not bad."

"walk home."

Because of this incident, Lin Jingmo was still unwilling to talk to He Mian when he returned home.

Furiously, he ran upstairs and met Chen Yuhao on the way.

Lin Jingmo was furious when he saw Chen Yuhao, and gave him a vicious look.

Chen Yuhao was confused and couldn't figure it out, "What's wrong?"

"By the way, He Qun is back today." Chen Yuhao turned his head curiously, "Where did you guys go today? Why?"

"so……"

When Lin Jingmo went upstairs, his face was full of spring, and the corners of his eyes were expressing his shyness.

"When did he come back?"

"He Qun, it looked like it was eight or nine o'clock just now."