Fallen Wild Rose

Chapter 17 Wild Rose 17
It was rare for Qin Xi to take off his formal clothes. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt with a pair of dark gray jeans and a pair of black canvas shoes underneath.

She looks several years younger and more youthful, but her temperament is so outstanding that no one would think that she is a young man who just left school.

Outside the hotel is a bar street, the lights are colorful and shining, and every place is extremely conspicuous.

Looking to the left from the entrance of the hotel, you can see the KTV standing in the innermost part. Its existence is still better in the conspicuous enough bars.

However, the destination of the two of them was not there, let alone any of the houses here, but the whole street where they had to cross the road and walk straight ahead.

There were still more than 70 seconds to go before the red light at the intersection. Many pedestrians stood there, and almost everyone who came over had to look at the two of them a few times, and the astonishment in their eyes could not be hidden.

In a few seconds, several people secretly took pictures with their mobile phones, and one of them was probably too nervous and even forgot to turn off the flash.

Qin Xi didn't say anything, and Wen Qingzhu didn't move either.

After jumping the green light, Wen Qingzhu stood on her right side, and the high beams of the vehicles on the side that violated the traffic rules didn't flash into her eyes, and they were all blocked by the man beside her.

There are almost no hotpot restaurants open on this street in the morning. Qin Xi, who came here this morning but came back empty-handed, will not be empty-handed this time.

The door lights are mostly red, which is very suitable for the occasion. Many patterns of peppers and pot bottoms stand on the wall. The printed patterns are lifelike. The spicy smell in the air is too tempting. Guests come to taste, it seems to be able to show the unique style of the city.

There are too many people, looking forward, there are patches of crowds, coming in and out from various stores, it is very lively.

There are quite a few people wearing uniform red costumes standing in front of the door handing out leaflets, while introducing the dishes and tastes. Every family is scrambling to do activities, hoping to use this method to call more guests.

Qin Xi put one hand in his pocket, and kept flipping through his phone with the other.

He clicked his tongue and said, "Why are there so many people?"

Not because of anything else, but because she felt that she might not be able to squeeze in.

Unexpectedly, the man beside him asked, "Clear the venue?"

Qin Xi: "..."

"That's not necessary." As he said that, he walked to the shop on the far side. The customers who entered and exited the shop were considered to be average in the shop, and the scent was already wafting as soon as they stepped through the threshold.

"I think it's this kind of atmosphere that everyone may be eating, don't bother, let's go."

"it is good."

Despite the hustle and bustle outside, luckily there are still vacancies in the store.

The two-person table was gone, and the waiter led them to the four-person table: "Sorry, there are a lot of guests today, can you two look at this place?"

It is not in the air-conditioning outlet, it is blocked on the side, and it is inconvenient to enter and exit. It is left by the guests who came first.

"can."

"Okay, then you sit down first, and I'll give you the menu."

Then put it in front of Qin Xi: "Just call me after you order."

Under the gaze of the waiter, Qin Xi pushed the menu in front of Wen Qingzhu, nodded and said, "Okay."

When the action froze, it was rare for a man to order food and quickly greet the next table of guests.

There are still some water stains on the table, which were left when the table was wiped just now. The ginger-flavored dish soap is almost lost in the hot pot smell. Since we are sitting close, we can smell some of it.

There were quite a lot of guests. After a while, the bottom of the pot was served, but the dishes ordered were not served yet.

After a while, Wen Qingzhu got up and went out, and came back with a bottle of watermelon juice in his hand.

(End of this chapter)