Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 116 You Are Sure, You Will Not Regret It
Sitting opposite her was a young man also wearing a peaked cap, who was Yang Chuan, a young novice at Huanglong Temple that day.

An Qiyue ordered two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup from the boss who sold Lao Ya Tang.

Except for the shape of Yang Chuan's eyes being similar to Yang Moli's, he can't tell that they are a family.

An Qiyue took a closer look at the other party, and said: "When I was in the High School Affiliated to University A, I liked to come to this restaurant to eat duck soup. The owner is a native of Nanjing, and the taste is very authentic. I usually want to eat it after a bite. Take a bite. To be honest, what I miss the most in the past few years after leaving the Imperial Capital is its taste."

Yang Chuan is from Nanjing. An Qiyue invited him to this dilapidated small restaurant, which was actually carefully arranged. She felt that it would be easier to win the heart of a wanderer.

There are no waves in Yang Chuan's eyes, his eyebrows are sharp, his facial lines are resolute, his arms are strong and powerful, and his chest muscles wrapped under his clothes are surging and provocative.

He said: "When I was young, my sister and I loved the old duck wonton made by our parents. Put a spoonful of chili oil in it and it tastes delicious. It's a pity that I can still eat it, but she can't."

An Qiyue felt that this was a good opening, and the boss quickly brought up the duck blood vermicelli soup, saying: "There are not many customers in the morning, so I added a few more pieces of duck liver and duck intestines for you, be careful not to burn it."

An Qiyue nodded politely to the boss, and then dragged a bottle of chili oil in front of Yang Chuan's eyes. She dug out two tablespoons with a spoon, and then stirred it well. The red chili oil was wrapped in white soup, which looked particularly delicious appetite.

Yang Chuan didn't expect a little girl to eat spicy food so much, he reminded: "Eating too much chili is not good for the stomach."

An Qiyue took two big mouthfuls, and her head was covered with hot sweat. She smiled brightly and beautifully, and she said: "It was brought out of my mother's womb. I like spicy food very much. You should eat it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets mushy. gone."

Yang Chuan picked up the chopsticks and put them down, and then picked them up again. He repeated this several times, but finally put them down because he was not in the mood to eat.

He said: "I'm not hungry, you can eat it all."

An Qiyue put down her chopsticks, her eyes rolled up, and she quickly scooped two spoonfuls of chili oil into his bowl, mixed it, then pushed it in front of him, and said, "Eat a bowl for your sister."

Yang Chuan was moved, his clenched fists were bulging with veins, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

He said: "I have thought about it, your suggestion is feasible."

An Qiyue's hand holding the chopsticks froze for a moment, she raised her head, her nose was covered with fine sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and she said, "Are you sure, you won't regret it?"

Yang Chuan took a sip of the duck blood soup and said, "No matter how spicy the spicy oil gets into your throat, it's not as good as losing a loved one with angina. I don't regret it."

An Qiyue took the bowl and lifted the bottom of the bowl to drink up the duck blood soup, leaving no dregs behind.

She put down the bowls and chopsticks, said with a serious expression, "Okay."

After Yang Chuan finished eating, there were beads of sweat on his fair face, and he said, "Next, what should I do?"

An Qiyue pursed her lips and said, "I'll send you the detailed steps by email in the evening. Also, after you leave this door, remember that you never knew me, and I haven't seen you either."

A look of surprise flashed in Yang Chuan's eyes.

The girl sitting across from him looked young, clean, beautiful, but fierce.

There was a murderous light in her eyes, she was different from other girls, she was a girl who lived in the gloom, without light or heat, that's why the coldness in her eyes frightened him.

A month ago, he had received an anonymous email saying that the reason his sister hadn't been heard from for so many years was because she was dead.

PS: Goddess An: You are so handsome if you play scheming, please vote!
　PS: Let me explain, Yang Moli, it was mentioned in the article that she is An Yaozu's little lover, and Yang Chuan is her younger brother, so, you guys know what Goddess An wants to do!Rolling around and showing off, ask for tickets!
　　
　
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