Sir, don't be too bad

"I didn't expect this place to be so beautiful." Xia Yiwan said while holding Simo's hand.

"It's beautiful." Si Mo said.

Especially walking with her is even more beautiful.

After walking a few steps, Simo looked back.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yiwan asked and turned around, there were only a few pedestrians on the road behind.

"It's nothing, let's go." Simo held her hand tightly.

There was still a while before getting off work at noon, and the two of them were not hungry, so they chatted and walked slowly.

I don't know how many turns I turned, and a small street suddenly appeared in front of me.

Immediately, a faint fragrance wafted over.

"There's something to eat!" Xia Yiwan shouted in surprise, raised her head and looked forward.

Ahead is a small restaurant huddled on the corner of the street. Wonton, Rice Noodles, and Malatang are written on the glass door.

"I want to eat Mala Tang!" Xia Yiwan said excitedly and pulled Simo up and walked over.

Simo stopped in his tracks, and looked behind him again.

Xia Yiwan turned back, Simo had already turned his head back, and frowned slightly: "Mala Tang?"

Can these things be eaten?

Isn't it said on the Internet and on TV that it is made of waste oil?

"Yeah, haven't you eaten?" Xia Yiwan felt like asking an idiot question after asking.

Simo grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, how could he eat these.

But she has been eating it before, and since she met Simo, she seems to have never eaten these snacks.

So hungry!

"Those are all made of gutter oil, they can't be eaten, and you're still pregnant with your baby," Si Mo said.

Xia Yiwan pouted when she heard the words: "It's just one time, it's not that serious."

"No, I just can't eat it." Si Mo said, "If you want something spicy, I'll ask the chef at 5201 to make it for you."

"Bear's paw and shark's fin are delicious, but they can't replace the taste of Malatang!" Xia Yiwan said coquettishly: "I don't care, I want to eat."

Si Mo looked at her helplessly for a while, seeing that Xia Yiwan had no intention of compromise, so he had no choice but to agree: "Then go and eat a little."

Only then did Xia Yiwan show a smiling face, and dragged Simo into the small shop.

Seeing Xia Yiwan and Si Mo enter their shop, the shop owner was taken aback for a moment, thinking that the other party had gone wrong, until Xia Yiwan sat down with Si Mo.

"What do you like to eat?" Xia Yiwan asked, taking a basket to the freezer to pick out vegetables.

"I can do whatever I want, as long as you like it." Si Mo said.

"Then I will take it according to my own appetite." Xia Yiwan said with a smile.

She hadn't finished picking up the food when a broken mandarin sounded at the door: "I want to eat too, spicy... what?"

After saying that, Sura opened the plastic curtain and walked in, looking at the small shop curiously.

"Your peach blossom energy is very strong." Xia Yiwan smiled and glanced at Simo.

"Mrs. Si." Sura approached Xia Yiwan with a smile: "Hi, my name is Sura, and I want to eat that too, what should I do?"

"Take the dishes you like and give them to the boss." Xia Yiwan said and handed the basket to the boss: "Half a plate of hand-rolled noodles."

Xia Yiwan was very polite because he was sure that Simo would not like Sura.

"She's like that, have another one." Sura sat down opposite Simo after speaking.

When Sura entered the door, Simo's brows kept frowning, and his eyes kept looking outside.

Xia Yiwan sat down beside Simo, followed his gaze, and looked outside.

Several tall and strong foreign men were wandering outside.

"That's my bodyguard." Sura said with a smile: "My father is worried about me and wants them to follow me."