"Alas." Xia Qingsi whispered, "what a poor human being."

She hung her head and went out. When she left, she didn't forget to bring the door. While listening to her words, yejiu Qing's whole face sank instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. Does this fool intend to challenge his bottom line!

He was very angry, but yejiuqing didn't turn back and didn't call Xia Qingsi. Instead, he turned on the light after Xia Qingsi left. He looked at the big bowl of noodles and his eyes became very deep. The taste of the noodles didn't smell very good, but his appearance was very good. He also made a smiling face with eggs and ham sausage.

Looking at this bowl of noodles, the corners of yejiu Qing's mouth involuntarily raised, opened the stool and sat down. Yejiu Qing tasted it and his face changed.

Xia Qingsi!

How dare you put minced garlic in his bowl!

Night nine Qing's handsome and unmarried face became particularly gloomy. He clenched his teeth and wanted to pour the bowl of noodles into the dustbin, but he took it back as soon as his hand was in the air. He looked at the noodles in the bowl and finally sat down. It was an elegant sandwich to eat.

To tell you the truth, Xia Qingsi's noodles taste really good. The only disadvantage is that they have minced garlic. Is this stupid woman out of her mind? It's disgusting to eat noodles.

Crazy!

Angry!

"Stupid woman!"

Night nine engine scolded and had great opinions on Xia Qingsi, but if you look carefully, you can find that the bowl in front of him has seen the bottom.

After eating, yejiu Qing asked the maid to come and take the dishes downstairs.

Xia Qingsi had been eating noodles downstairs and ate very slowly. Seeing the maid coming down with a big bowl, she quickly got up: "is this something less at night?"

"Yes, madam." The maid is very respectful.

Xia Qingsi smiled and stretched out her hand: "give me the bowl and I'll put it."

The maid obediently gave the bowl to Xia Qingsi. She went into the dishwashing room and poured all the soup left in the bowl into the sink. She was stunned to find that there was no noodles left in it.

Sure enough, she thought too much.

When she saw yeshao sitting in the gym before, Xia Qingsi mistook him for yejiuqing several times. She thought he was yejiuqing.

She remembered that yejiuqing didn't like to eat minced garlic, which could be described as "disgust". He hated everything related to minced garlic. But Xia Qingsi likes it very much, especially when she eats roasted oysters. She likes to let the boss put minced garlic in. At that time, she had a conflict with yejiuqing because of this.

Looking at the empty bowl, Xia Qingsi didn't know how she was depressed. She was very strange. She wondered why she had such absurd ideas.

Yeshao is the eldest young master of Huacheng Yejia and the king here, but who is yejiuqing? They are at most the same surname. How can they be the same person.

Xia Qingsi lowered her eyes, opened the cold water to wash the bowl, put it into the disinfection cabinet and returned to the restaurant. She silently hung her head and ate supper. When she was full, she went upstairs.

The bedroom is empty. It must be less night. In order to avoid the previous contradiction, and Mrs. night also left, Xia Qingsi packed her luggage and went to the guest room next door to sleep.

In the middle of the night, night Jiuqing returned to his room and saw a piece of darkness over the bed. A different color flashed across his deep eyes. He quickly stepped downstairs and met a maid who was cleaning and asked, "where's the young lady."

"Young lady, I think she's already asleep."

"Where do you sleep?"

"Guest room."

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