She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 300 Jing Xing: "This is not very convenient."

After Liang Jidong ordered the meal from the front desk, the proprietress quickly brought up the drinks, glanced at Jing Xing to the left, and Lin Qingyou to the right, and said with a smile, "Young girl, you look so pretty."

Maybe it was a local from Xiangzhou, and the proprietress spoke some dialects that she didn't understand. Lin Qingyou didn't figure out what she meant, so she raised her head and smiled at her.

"Dongzi, your Dongfangbubai." Cheng Xu put the tray in the middle and handed out the drinks on it cup by cup, "Sister Qingyou, this is your winter style, and Brother Xing's dream time .”

He superimposed the empty tray on top of the previous tray, "what's left is my Eros light."

Lin Qingyou looked at the milk in front of her, and felt that the color of the milk was a bit strange. Why was there a layer of miserable green floating on it?

At first glance, it looks a bit like a ghost floating on the Wangchuan River.

To be honest, this color really has the strength to dissuade her, but after thinking about it again, the money is spent, no matter how bad the drink is, you have to drink it. After all, as an excellent socialist successor, it is obviously impossible to waste food. fetched.

Of course, when thinking about this, Lin Qingyou completely forgot about her picky eaters.

Lin Qingyou watched Cheng Xu and Liang Jidong unpack the plastic straws one after another. She stared at the milk in front of her for a while without saying a word. Still following the principle of not wasting, she carefully inserted the straw and took a sip.

Well, sure enough, after taking this sip, she almost became a ghost floating on the Wangchuan River.

I don't know what is added to this milk. It tastes sour and has a spicy aftertaste. It doesn't have the sweetness and deliciousness that milk should have.

She turned her head slightly, looked at Jing Xing's expression, and then looked at the glass of "Dream Awakening Time" he was holding, and felt that the taste of his glass probably wouldn't be very good either.

It seems that the cup of milk tea should not be called "Dream Time", but "Nightmare Time".

After Cheng Xu tasted his "Green Light of Cupid", he smacked his lips and made a summary: "Why do I feel like I'm drinking formalin, and it's still formalin that soaked the corpse.

"..." Lin Qingyou raised her head speechlessly, the mouthful of milk in her mouth was completely unbearable.

"Try this?" Jing Xing turned his head and pushed the cup of Dream Wake Time in front of him to this side.

"..." Lin Qingyou stared at the weird color and hesitated for a moment.

To be honest, she lost interest in the milk tea and milk in front of her after hearing Cheng Xu's sentence "formalin soaked in corpses" just now, but seeing Jing Xing's expression is still...well, in a normal state Within the range, she still bit the bullet and took it.

"Is it good?" Jing Xing asked her.

"..." Lin Qingyou swallowed reluctantly, shook her head and did not speak.

Wake up time?

Forget it, she felt that she would have to fall asleep completely after drinking this cup.

"Brother Xing, give me yours." Cheng Xu joyfully put down Liang Jidong's cup of Dongfang Bubai, and stretched his paw towards Meng Xingshi in front of Jing Xing.

He seemed interested in tasting these strange flavors, "Let me taste yours too."

Cheng Xu stretched out his paw halfway, and Jing Xing slapped it back.

"Aw!" Cheng Xu howled out when he slapped him, then he withdrew his hand as if he was burned, and stared at him with wide eyes, "Brother Xing, what are you doing?"

His paws were all red.

"Want to try it?" Jing Xing raised his eyes, his tone was very calm.

"Ah?" Cheng Xu didn't know why he was so protective of food all of a sudden, he nodded stupidly and said, "Yes."

"Then let's order another drink." Jing Xing gave him five words slowly, "It's not very convenient."

Cheng Xu: "?"

What's the inconvenience?
He knew that Jing Xing was obsessed with cleanliness and would never touch the food that other people had eaten. The key was that he saw Jing Xing's appearance, so he knew that Jing Xing would not take a second sip of that cup of milk tea.

After all, if you want to mind, it has to be him.

Jing Xing took the milk tea into his territory without changing his face, and said, "Sorry, I can't accept other people kissing my girlfriend indirectly."

Cheng Xu: "..."

Well, you can show off your energy!
After leaving the milk tea house, the cold air began to penetrate along the neckline to her heart. Lin Qingyou was caught off guard by a gust of wind blowing from the ground. The tip of her nose was slightly itchy. She lowered her head and sneezed.

"Cold?" Jing Xing looked at her sideways.

"It's okay." Lin Qingyou rubbed her eyes, pressing down her thick eyelashes.

Jing Xing stretched out his hand, pinched the chain on her down jacket and pulled it up until it reached her chin, and then let go after making sure that the wind would not blow in again.

This street is next to the ruins of the ancient Song City, and it is more than ten minutes away from the central square. Although the people on the street are not as good as the dumpling-eating state in the central square, they are definitely not less.

Cheng Xu and Liang Jidong walked in front of them and were pushed forward, Jing Xing took Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi's hand and followed behind them.

After walking for a few minutes, Lin Qingyou stretched out her fingertips and tickled his palm lightly. Jing Xing noticed her small movements and looked down at her.

Lin Qingyou pointed to the side of the road, signaling him to go there.

The three of Jing Xing and the others were tall and could breathe the fresh air above. Lin Qingyou was a small one, squeezed in the crowd, and felt that it was difficult for her to breathe, and she was almost suffocated.

There are many hawkers setting up stalls here, such as those who play balloons, rings, and sell gadgets, and there are even many old fortune-tellers with compasses in their hands.

Just as Lin Qingyou pulled Jing Xingxing out, Cheng Xu and Liang Jidong in front followed closely behind.

After finally heaving a sigh of relief, Cheng Xu patted his chest with lingering fear, and said with emotion: "My boy, Xiangzhou has a really large population. It seems that family planning is really necessary. Fewer births and better births are for the country. Make a contribution."

Liang Jidong slashed at him: "You don't even have a girlfriend, so why worry about having a baby?"

Cheng Xu choked: "..."

All right, all right, you can stop saying a few words.

"Little girl, is it fortune-telling?"

Lin Qingyou pulled Jing Xing and walked along the side of the road for only two steps, when she heard a laughing voice coming from her side, she turned her head to the side, and followed the sound.

Oh... fortune teller?

It was a young man who spoke, not very old, he looked only 26 or [-] years old.

In fact, there are quite a few fortune-telling old men on this street, but those old men are all dressed up normally. This young man is wearing a Taoist robe that he got from somewhere, and there is about half a meter of glue on his chin. The long white beard is particularly eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)