Bai Yueguang is a lie Ji

After waiting for several minutes, Yao Jiang didn't say anything, the hot air in the car was replaced by the cool air from the air conditioner.

"Did you buy a VIP ticket and have no money to treat guests to dinner? Do you want me to treat you to another Japanese meal?"

Japanese food...the stomach-strengthening and eliminating food tablets in the car were still in the box, it was Yao Jiang's most unbearable memory in the past year.

"I've booked several restaurants. If you see what you like to eat, we'll go to one of them."

Yao Jiang dug out the booking software, stopped making those roundabouts, and put the choice directly in front of Man Beibei.

Man Beibei, who was forced to get the phone, looked at the options above. Yao Jiang really gave her enough face. The average person marked here did not pay less than [-]. Including today's performance tickets, it was really bleeding.

"You can choose what you like to eat, you don't have to worry about it." Seeing that Man Beibei looked at each one carefully, Yao Jiang was afraid that she would choose the cheapest one in the end.

"Actually, I usually eat lightly at night, and a salad is enough."

In the evenings when there is no work meal or entertainment, Man Beibei will order a salad downstairs, and work out in the room after eating.

But she could tell that Yao Jiang was not a person with fitness habits.

On weekdays, I went to eat crayfish next to the school, which is a half-hour drive away, but there was no one else.

"No, you are too thin, you still have to eat."

Man Beibei wants to say that it's not that she hasn't eaten, it's just that her diet is different from hers!

But after seeing Yao Jiang's serious expression, Man Beibei put the phone back in her palm and asked with a smile: "Then let's eat at the restaurant you often go to!"

"Are you sure?" Yao Jiang didn't think that the person who just said eating salad would like the place where she usually eats.

Eating is secondary, and it is true that the relationship is mainly cultivated by eating!

Yao Jiang honestly took Man Beibei to a shop where she was planted by her colleagues recently - Frog Fish Head.

The hot red soup bottom complements the hot summer atmosphere.

If this is a gathering of friends, it will probably be very atmospheric. Even if you are already sitting in the innermost private room, you can still hear the lively communication in the lobby outside.

It is completely different from the high-end and high-end Japanese food stores!

Yao Jiangzai observed Man Beibei's expression carefully, without even frowning, and did not shy away from coming to such a greasy place.

The last stubbornness of the exquisite girl was probably that she wiped down the entire table after the waiter finished ordering and went out.

"This restaurant is delicious, spicy and spicy."

Yao Jiang grew up in a family full of life. In her memory, seafood on the table at home must be a high-end configuration for someone who comes here.

Going out to eat and drink on weekdays is also based on the atmosphere, unless it is necessary to socialize, I seldom even eat Chinese food.

Big pot rice is the first choice.

Hot pot, soup pot, chicken pot...

Although Yao Jiang didn't know about Man Beibei's family situation when he was in school, he could still find clues from the details.

For example, when she sneaked out after school in junior high school and bought a big bag of fried skewers and came back to happily invite Man Beibei to share delicious food, Man Beibei frowned and looked disgusted, and told her to eat less oil Fried food.

Even if Man Beibei's eating style was led astray by her in the end, she still had a deep memory of this frown.

"You think it's delicious, you're right."

Yao Jiang is not particular about food. Yao Jiang can eat corn cakes sold by street vendors, small cakes produced by assembly lines in stores, and master shops that pay attention to brand effects in materials.

In her heart, there is only the difference between good food and bad food.

"The loofah soaks up the soup, which is very tasty!"

Arriving in Yao Jiang's familiar environment, her tense body gradually relaxed, put seasonings on the plate, and taught Man Beibei how to eat and when to cook any dishes, talking happily.

Man Beibei asked for a bottle of soy milk, biting into the habit of sipping it slowly, although her eyes were always on Yao Jiang's body, her mind was not on Yao Jiang's experiences at all, and she couldn't stop looking at Yao Jiang's expression.

Without moving his eyes for a few minutes, Yao Jiang began to withdraw his body movements while talking, and finally put his arms on the table obediently: "Beibei, but you said that you can eat whatever you want. You have ordered all the dishes, so you can't go back on your word."

Man Beibei put down the glass bottle, still locked her with Yao Jiang's eyes that she wanted to avoid: "Yao Jiang, your name doesn't sound good at all."

The corner of her mouth twitched to the right, Yao Jiang didn't understand why Man Beibei's thoughts suddenly jumped to the name, what happened to her name?Two words, not many gestures, very easy to remember!

"Ginger? Sand ginger? Old ginger? Pao ginger? Coquettish? Yaohuang? Yaoyao? Yaozi?"

"puff--"

"Look, my name still sounds nice."

Yao Jiang straightened his back again and refused to reply.

This is too much, isn't it hard to hear?

After complaining about Yao Jiang's name, Man Beibei continued, "My name is so nice, don't you want to call it more?"

Yao Jiang turned sideways, thinking about how to catch up with Man Beibei.

"Are you barking or not?" Man Beibei threw a lump of napkin into Yao Jiang's arm, bounced back and rolled several times on the table.

"Beibeibeibeibeibeibeibeibeibeibei?!"

Yao Jiang applauded Man Beibei's heart with a little resentment, and Man Beibei still laughed crescent moon when she heard the unkind perfunctory.

At the end of the call, Yao Jiang realized that this Beibei was not that Beibei.

Ugh, how embarrassing!

The feet in the sandals under the table are trying to get tangled together.

Beibei, Beibei, oh?

baby, baby, oh?

So you are such Beibei.

Beibei, let me chase you, I can't handle your teasing...

Yao Jiang: How can the white moonlight make me hot and cold?

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