Chapter 146 (1/2)

Looking at Mr. Tu's hasty escape, Qiao Guoer was relieved and handed the box back to Xiao Qi. ”This man is really annoying. He has been pestering me every day recently! But for your help, I'm afraid I would be bored to death ~ ”

The boy smiled harmoniously, ”as your exclusive flower escort, I should do such things.”

”Come on, you, don't eat my sister's tofu.” Qiao Guoer touched Xiao Qi's head and said, ”come on, sister, I'll take you to eat the night snack in the capital. Thank you for helping me out!”

”Not Mapo Tofu again?” Xiao Qi doubted.

”You little thing ~ ~ want to fight, don't you? Isn't Mapo Tofu delicious? ” The gorgeous girl wrinkled her nose. ”Well, well, don't eat if you don't eat. Let's eat pork stewed vermicelli today!”

”Guo'er, I don't like tasteless dishes very much.” Xiao Qi listened and surrendered.

If we say what makes people in Sichuan most painful, it is not the western food with strong fishy smell, nor the sweet food in the East, nor the strange dishes in Guangdong, but the original dishes in the northeast.

Shuchuan people who are used to eating spices such as pepper, bean paste, tangerine peel and mountain fruit will not like dishes with only a little salt seasoning, because there is no pungent taste in their mouth. They always feel that something is missing. Even if you are sweet, it is better than no taste.

Joe Guo'er smiled proudly, ”smelly boy, how do you resist me? Come on, let's go eat Mapo Tofu! ”

Xiao Qi sighed and could only walk down the street with the charming x gorgeous x peerless girl.

During this period, he told Adu, the driver waiting in the parking lot, that after meeting at the venue tomorrow, he would leave in Adu's envious and appreciative eyes.

Joe Guo'er also saw Adu's eyes, but the girl's character was a little big and didn't care much.

Mei x'er took Xiao Qi to eat. Of course, it wasn't Mapo Tofu. Qiao Guoer wanted to eat, but the guests had already said that she could only change to another dish she liked - Malatang.

So the expression on Xiao Qi's face turned into an embarrassing word.

As mentioned earlier, Xiao Qi has been to the United States for more than seven years and can't eat spicy dishes. Malatang is the representative of typical Sichuan cuisine. Why isn't Xiao Qi frightened?

”I said Xiao Qi, would you like to be a man? Go out and don't say you're from Sichuan! ”

Seeing that Xiao Qi specially ordered a bowl of boiled water and washed the hot dishes in the boiled water before eating, Qiao Guoer, who was sweating at the tip of his nose, pointed to his nose and scolded.

Xiao Qi was also sweating. ”Fruit, don't say it. I want to have another bowl of boiled water and rinse it for the second time. It's so spicy!”

Shaking her head, Qiao Guoer wanted to laugh at the boy, and her mobile phone rang.

”Mom ~ ~” Qiao Guoer said a word, and then his face changed slightly after listening to the people on the phone. ”Well, I know... I've worked a lot of overtime this month and got a lot more salary. Tomorrow I'll give it to the hospital and let them treat my father well... Well, I'll take time out during the day tomorrow...”

Put down the phone, Qiao Guoer's gorgeous pink face flashed melancholy. When he turned to Xiao Qi, he smiled again, ”boy, if you dare to rinse it again, I promise I'll put this string of hottest hot vegetables into your mouth!”

”Let's talk about this later.” Xiao Qi hesitated, ”Guo'er, are you in trouble?”