Quick Wear Without Scum and Abuse

2.12

　　When Bai Hua took Mingbo to the noodle shop, there was no one there except the boss, who was in his fifties, sitting behind the counter and feeling sleepy.

　　Seeing Bai Hua, a smile appeared on his honest face: "I haven't seen you these days. Are you very busy?"

　　Bai Hua smiled and nodded: "Fortunately, I will be busy when filming, but I still miss your noodles, Uncle Wang. No, I came over as soon as I had time. I can only blame Uncle Wang for your good noodle making skills. In a few days If you don't eat, you won't be able to think well!"

　　Uncle Wang was even more happy when he saw him praising himself: "Are you still eating egg noodles today? I'll crack you two more eggs!"

　　Bai Hua pointed at Ming Bo: "I brought someone here. Uncle Wang, give me a copy of your recipe and we can choose."

　　Mimg Bo sat on the seat by the window and looked up and down with the recipe. From the outside, the store didn't look big, and the decoration on the front was very ordinary. But after he came in, he found that the indoor windows were bright and clean. Although there was inevitably the smell of cooking fumes, it was not as dirty and messy as other small stores. It was just more hygienic. In fact, it can compete with those five-star stores.

　　Originally, Bai Hua was not very happy that he chose this place, and felt that the other party was perfunctory with him. But after coming in, this mood dissipated a lot. Seeing that the little guy is familiar with the restaurant owner, he should come here often. He really likes it here.

　　It's strange, the information from the investigation clearly states that this person is vain and worships money. Every time he goes out with others, he always chooses big hotels that often entertain famous celebrities.

　　Is the rumor wrong or is this person just pretending?

　　Mingbo tilted his head to look at Bai Hua's natural and clear smile, and unexpectedly thought of the thrilling glance in "Love Fairy".

　　The strange feeling of familiarity rose again.

　　"Did you choose? Which one do you want to eat?" Bai Hua saw his eyes falling on her face, thinking that he had finished choosing, and asked.

　　eat you. Ming Bo thought. This was the first time that he had such a direct desire for someone. It was not pure sexual desire, but a feeling that if he didn't catch the other person quickly, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

　　The rumors were completely different from who he was, and they gave him this weird feeling. What was going on? Ming Bo had a rare curiosity.

　　"This." He pointed at the recipe without even looking at it.

　　Bai Hua saw the noodles he chose clearly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, but he didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and raised his voice slightly: "Uncle Wang, a bowl of egg noodles and a bowl of Biao Biao noodles. I want them to be made by your own hands. You The chef's skills at home are not as good as yours."

　　Uncle Wang smiled broadly and agreed to enter the kitchen.

　　For a chef, the greatest compliment is nothing but recognition of his cooking skills.

　　Not long after, two large bowls full of noodles were served. One bowl had three fragrant eggs lying on it, and the other bowl had only noodles.

　　Differential treatment? Mingbo's brows moved slightly but he didn't say anything. He didn't really come here to eat.

　　Bai Hua stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the egg, and bit off most of it in one bite. Half of her face bulged after eating, like a little hamster with nuts stuffed in its mouth, moving every move.