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Chapter 31 Chapter 31

If you eat cold pot skewers, let them be cold pot skewers. Why do you want her to mistake it for Pi Le Palace? This behavior of deceiving people's feelings is really shameful. Moreover, the most important thing is that she once again humiliated perfectly in front of Lu Jiancang.

hehe.

Debt see you, this miserable world corrupted by banknotes and money everywhere :).

Immediately after Lu Jiancang, the members of eo's small and medium team entered the gate of Bile Palace in a quiet and orderly manner, while Mian Mian, who was extremely depressed, dragged his body with less than 3% of his remaining blood, Moved to the door of Lameizi cold pot skewer shop.

The proprietress in front of the store was picking up hot and sour noodles with a colander. Seeing Mianmian, the proprietress raised her fat arms and waved them, and she laughed like a cauliflower in summer: "Sit inside the beauty, you want Get your drinks from the refrigerator by yourself, there are activities in the store these days, buy one snow beer and get one free!"

Dong Mianmian was still immersed in the embarrassment of "coincidentally encountering snake spirit disease while eating skewers", and laughed dryly at the corner of her mouth when she heard this He said twice, but didn't answer, and was immediately dragged into the chili-scented Chuan Chuan shop by Wang Damei's arm.

She raised her eyes and looked around a few times, only to see that the shop was small in scale, but the business seemed to be booming. The dozen or so dining tables were fully occupied by guests, and the waiters were all middle-aged aunts, all wearing bear-infested cartoon aprons around their waists, their feet not touching the ground, and they were so busy.

Mian Mian Jiong.

Such a down-to-earth Chuan Chuan shop is opened next to the premier hotel in city b, it really... really echoes and complements each other... After a while, I sighed for a while about

my life with a very strange style of painting. I have to eat the Chuan Chuan that I should eat. Zai's roommate also has to Zai. Under the leadership of Wang's girlfriend, Mianmian quickly took a seat at the innermost table No. 12, turned grief and anger into appetite, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

The protagonist of the birthday meal, Chen Xiaoyu, is very conscientious. While the pig roommates are eating, Xiaoyu has been persistently choosing dishes. Looking at the figure running back and forth between the refrigerator and the kitchen, Wang Meiren glanced sideways with her meticulously drawn Danfeng eyes, and gave Comrade Mianmian a look who was struggling with a piece of braised pig's trotter.

It's a pity that Mianmian was too focused on eating, and didn't notice her at all.

Wang Xinyin frowned Han's semi-permanent eyebrows, stretched out her long legs under the table, kicked Dong Mianmian's small bench, and said with a low voice, "Damn it, I believe it!" The kick was too

vigorous Unexpectedly, Mianmian almost choked to death on the pig's trotter in his mouth. She was choked, and quickly picked up Sprite and poured it in a big gulp. She turned her head and stared blankly, her pretty little face was very dazed: "... what?

" She called out, gritted her teeth with hatred for iron and steel, glanced at Chen Xiaoyu's back, and lowered her voice: "Where is the letter Chen Hanjie asked you to give to Big Yu? You haven't taken it out yet, you are going to keep it." Lay eggs or what?"

...Huh? letter?

……oh! letter!

The card machine's brain worked hard for a while, and the automatic projector in Mianmian's mind started to play back. A few seconds later, Chen Hanjie's handsome and flat face successfully replaced the skewers and trotters that occupied her entire brain before—— Nima, I forgot if I didn't say it, at this moment, there is still a pink love letter lying in her bag.