[In the name of the people] In the name of Secretary Dakang

"You'll accept it as soon as you see it! If you say you're fat, you're still out of breath!" Lu Xiaoning rubbed his head, glaring at Qu Baisheng's side face.

The night breeze is slightly cool, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the air is full of cool fragrance.

"How are you doing lately? Come on, jerky." Qu Baisheng turned the steering wheel, turned left and drove onto a steel suspension bridge. The suspension bridge at night looked like a giant beast crawling in the river. The taste of the Iron Age is like a knight's armor turned into a giant beast in a sci-fi night scene. It hums and gasps, making people tremble.

Lu Xiaoning smiled when he saw the jerky, "It's delicious when it's baked in a hanging oven."

"You're greedy." Qu Baisheng laughed lightly.

"Where is this gluttony? It's my lofty respect for Inner Mongolia's delicacies. My belt is getting wider and I'm thinking about it day and night." When Lu Xiaoning became poor, Qu Baisheng was completely different.

The 27-year-old Qu Baisheng is full of vigor and high spirits. He graduated from the University of Political Science and Law at the age of two and entered the official career smoothly. At the age of 24, he was already one of the best names in the autonomous region. At the age of 26, he was transferred back to Beijing. His father felt that Qu Baisheng’s promotion was too fast, and he had a relationship with him. He was under pressure for a year. No, he was transferred to Seoul this year Attorney General.

Everyone thinks that Qu Baisheng has a good father, but Qu Baisheng is the most unwilling to hear other people mentioning this. Every time at the dinner table, the group of high-ranking children will always talk about the old man at home, and how about the grandparents at home.He, Qu Baisheng, disdains these things the most.Almost all members of his family are engaged in politics. Several great-grandfathers died in the battle of Liaoshen successively. What flows in his body is not the oil and water of pleasure, but the hot blood, the heart of a child, and the heart of patriotism. The hot blood danced sonorously and powerfully.

"What do you want to eat? Home-cooked food? Or the hot pot you young people like? Stewed pot? Fragrant pot?" The three items Qu Baisheng mentioned later are indeed Lu Xiaoning's favorites.

But Lu Xiaoning waved his hand this time and said: "Lamb mutton! The newly opened Little Sheep, the meat is very delicious, and the beef cut with a knife, oh my god, it's juicy and delicious when you bite into it. Oh, I can't say any more. The saliva is coming out." Lu Xiaoning swallowed hard when he said this.

Qu Baisheng supported his forehead weakly. He leaned on the window sill with his left elbow, held the steering wheel with his right hand, and squinted his eyes to look at the side-view mirror on his left from time to time.The smile on the corner of his mouth was always vague, such a pleasant moment was really rare, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't heard Lu Xiaoning being mean-spirited.

After Lu Xiaoning wolfed down a bag of jerky here, he half-stood like a rabbit in the gap between Qu Baisheng and the passenger seat, his head tilted to the empty space, and Qu Baisheng's pretty side profile was instantly caught in Lu Xiaoning's eyes.

"Old." Lu Xiaoning nodded thoughtfully.

Qu Baisheng was taken aback by Lu Xiaoning, he drove with one hand at first, but now clasped both hands.

"What's old?" Qu Baisheng said in a rough tone.

"I said, do you have wrinkles at the corners of your eyes?" Lu Xiaoning said with a mean smile, gloating.

"Don't you know how to chat?" Qu Baisheng clicked his tongue, helplessly.

Lu Xiaoning shook his head: "I know it, but I don't need it for you."

"Yo, then who do you need? You won't still play your temper in Seoul these years, right?" Qu Baisheng thought of Lu Xiaoning walking sideways around the house when Lu Xiaoning was not in college, and everyone followed her.But this sentence is also a joke. Although everyone is very obedient to Lu Xiaoning because of the face of the Lu family, Lu Xiaoning is a lens in his heart. She knows how to give face to her family. Qu Baisheng has known Lu Xiaoning for at least ten years. In the past, he had never seen Lu Xiaoning embarrass anyone. As for playing his temper, it was the group of children who were around the same age in the yard.

Lu Xiaoning pouted, a pair of vicissitudes and sharp eyes suddenly appeared in his mind.

She thought of Li Dakang, and she actually wanted to answer Qu Baisheng very much, telling him that not only was she not playing with her temper, but she was racking her brains to get close to a local secretary.

It's really strange.However, Lu Xiaoning still didn't say this, and changed the subject after a few perfunctory replies: "Have you been listening to cross talk recently?"

Hearing Lu Xiaoning's question, Qu Baisheng felt warm in his heart. This is a common hobby of the two of them, and it's also an unwritten agreement. As long as they return to Beijing, they don't have to make an appointment to eat or drink, but they must listen to a cross talk.

"Look, there was a special session for the teacher you like a few days ago."

"Still an old joke?"

Qu Baisheng's car had parked smoothly in the parking lot of Little Sheep at this time, he put into gear and replied: ""Picking the Jacket", "Theory of Dangxing", "Ugly Empress", "On Stuttering", "Legend of the White Snake"... It's all you've heard."

"That's true, wait until you go home during the winter vacation to see the box is sealed." Lu Xiaoning opened the car door and stepped out after speaking.

The two of them approached the shop side by side. This mutton shop has small cubicles separated by painted red screens.

"Hello, welcome, who are you?" the waiter at the door, wearing a red cheongsam, greeted.

"Just the two of us, go to the table inside." Lu Xiaoning pointed to the corner of the wall.

"Okay. Inside please."

The two took their seats, and Lu Xiaoning took over the menu with more special features.Qu Baisheng let Lu Xiaoning slaughter him.

"Can you finish this?" Lu Xiaoning was about to pass the menu to the waiter, but Qu Baisheng grabbed it.

"Should you finish eating...?" Lu Xiaoning didn't know what to do, she ordered too much, and she definitely couldn't finish it.

"Hey, good guy, three plates of hand-cut beef, three plates of mutton, two drawers of steamed stuffed buns, and you ordered a bunch of messy things, I'll delete some for you." Qu Baisheng took the pencil, and his big hand with well-defined knuckles held it firmly. Holding this pencil, it seems that I have suddenly returned to my school days.

After only a momentary absence, Qu Baisheng crossed out several hard dishes one after another.

Lu Xiaoning stared at Qu Baisheng with a flat mouth without saying a word. Under the light, Qu Baisheng's skin became much fairer. She used to complain that Qu Baisheng was rough, not thin and tender, but in fact, she felt that Qu Baisheng's skin was just right, man!

"Okay, that's all." Qu Baisheng smiled and handed the menu to the waiter, who blushed slightly and turned to leave.

"Look, I'm blushing." Lu Xiaoning said with a smirk.

"She's a girl, and your skin is thicker than my old man."

"That's right, pretend I didn't say anything." Lu Xiaoning took a sip of plain water, and didn't bother to talk to Qu Baisheng.

"Hey, let me tell you, you are about to graduate from college, are you in a relationship?" When Qu Baisheng said this, his tone was a bit playful, and he turned the white porcelain cup in his hand calmly, and the heat came out. Make the account moist.

Lu Xiaoning usually hates being asked if she is in a relationship, but now, instead of rebutting, she took another sip of water.

The pair of eyes in my mind grew bigger little by little, giving rise to a person's facial features, with the traces of time and the taste of time.

Li Dakang...

Lu Xiaoning saw the face of this person in her mind clearly, she quickly shook her head, put the water glass heavily on the table, and there was a clang

Li denied it word by word: "No!"

Seeing this, Qu Baisheng's face froze slightly.

The author has something to say:

Guess whose face Qu Baisheng substituted? (Not La in this drama.)

The typo is not clear, it will be corrected tomorrow