Xie Nanting thought that his eyes were very innocent, but he knew that in the eyes of the other party, this was not the case at all.

The reason was very simple, Song Zhaoshui was ticklish.

When Xie Nanting reached out her hand, her first reaction was to jump away. She didn't think much about it, she just followed her instincts. When the two were in the elevator, Song Zhaoshui was a little scared and pointed to the warning posted on the elevator: "Be safe, don't make trouble in the elevator."

Xie Nanting looked at the two villains painted on the warning, and thought that he was not joking.

However, the best time has been missed, so we can only give up.

When came out, didn't want to eat anything, and when got to the street, started to hesitate. Xie Nanting has been poisoned by too many love movies. He feels that this is also part of the date, and he should take Song Zhaoshui to eat western food. He looked down at the clothes of the two of them, and they were both quite formal.

When told Song Zhaoshui this idea, the latter looked at him suspiciously for a long time.

Strictly speaking, the first time the two met was on the way to a food stall. She would sneak out of the hotel in the middle of the night to eat food stalls, and Xie Nanting, who had lost a chicken wing, said she was going to eat western food. Why did she feel so strange?

"Do you like Western food?" It's not that Song Zhaoshui is unwilling to go, but the time is too tight, and coming back after eating Western food will definitely delay watching the movie. Moreover, she doubted that Xie Nanting made this suggestion not because he wanted to eat western food, but because he thought she liked it.

Xie Nanting said: "I can do it."

If he said he liked it, Song Zhaoshui would agree. But he said that, what else did Song Zhaoshui not understand?

"But, I want to eat skewers." Song Zhaoshui twitched the tip of his nose, showing a bit of difficulty.

Xie Nanting immediately changed his mind: "Okay, eat skewers."

The smile in his eyes deepened: "I know there is a particularly delicious restaurant, I will take you there."

He has done a lot of research on eating. Where is there delicious food in this city, and which one is more classic, you can't go wrong if you ask him.

"Is it far?"

"Not far, drive for half an hour." There are still three hours in total, one hour on the road, two hours for eating must be enough.

The road was a bit congested, and the car finally turned into a cramped alley. The old houses on both sides blocked the entire alley. The resident hung their clothes on the security window outside the balcony, and there was no water dripping, and they just hung it like that and waited to dry in the shade.

When the car drove to a place where it could not be driven, Xie Nanting handed her a mask. The two got out of the car, and there was a cool breeze. This place does not see the sun all the year round, and it feels a bit cloudy and windy.

"The last urban village in s city." Xie Nanting held her shoulders vacantly to prevent her from being hit by passers-by.

It's overcast here, but not overly quiet. Several children were chasing and making trouble in the alley with windmills, laughing and laughing. On the balcony above, a mother was calling for the children to go home for dinner.

Outside the hutong is a row upon row of high-rise buildings, a city full of traffic. Inside the alley is a completely different scene.

"In recent years, these buildings have become taller and taller," Xie Nanting said. "There are more and more residents. It is estimated that it will take a lot of effort to demolish this place."

After walking for a while in the alley, turn around again and see the sun again.

Xie Nanting pushed open the glass door on the right and greeted the young man behind the front desk: "Xiaojiang."

"Brother Xie is here!" The young man greeted enthusiastically, but he was energetic, "Quick, the small cubicle upstairs is still empty. My grandfather is still talking about whether you are too busy because you haven't been here for so long. It's gone!"

His eyes fell on Song Zhaoshui, and he didn't know what to call him, so he said, "You two, please go upstairs, I'll go and call my grandpa!"

It seems that Xie Nanting has a very good relationship with this family. Not long after the two sat down, a lean old man in his sixties came to say hello. He was wearing a pair of white sleeves on his hands, grabbed a handful of celery, and said with a smile: "Little Xie is here, you sit down, just after washing the celery, I'll give you a few strings of celery beef."

Xie Nanting reached out to him, and the old man waved his hand and said, "If your hands are dirty, you should sit."

When he saw Song Zhaoshui, the smile on his face deepened: "This is the first time I saw you bring someone, who is it?"

Xie Nanting nodded and gave a brief introduction. Since he dared to announce the relationship between the two in front of people, she thought there was nothing to worry about, Song Zhaoshui said, "Grandpa Jiang just call me Xiao Song."

When the people left, the two of them were left in the booth, and Xie Nanting talked about how he knew about this store. He had not yet joined the showbiz at that time, but was just a teenager. He inadvertently heard someone mention that there was a delicious Chuanchuan in a certain urban village. Often, customers could not sit down and queue up to go to the alley.

The owner of this restaurant is from Sichuan and Chongqing and has been here for many years. Xie Nanting came here several times, but he was remembered by old man Jiang. His life is good-looking, and every time he comes back, he dresses up like a young master, which is out of tune with this place. Old man Jiang still remembered that the first few times this child came, he sat alone in the corner, his eyes were red, and he continued to eat.

Later, more people came, and they got used to the spicy food. After he starred in the movie, Old Man Jiang watched TV and said in surprise, isn't this the young master who always comes to our house to eat skewers?

He thought that Xie Nanting would not come again. After all, it is a star, so it is inconvenient to go out. Unexpectedly, people still come as usual, but they always wear hats and masks. Old man Jiang made a compartment on the second floor for his convenience. Other diners had to go to the freezer to pick ingredients, and old man Jiang brought Xie Nanting's favorite food directly.

"This is the first time I've seen you bring someone here," Old Man Jiang smiled, his eyes narrowed, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll bring it to you."

He already had a lot of things, and Song Zhaoshui felt that neither of them would be able to finish it, so he quickly said, "Thank you, Grandpa Jiang, this is too much."

Because he didn't know Song Zhaoshui's taste, Xiaojiang made a mandarin duck pot for the two of them.

After heating for a while, the red oil boiled, and the fragrance at the bottom of the pot was scattered in the white mist.

Song Zhaoshui had long known that Xie Nanting's taste was not light, but he did not expect it to be so heavy. When he eats beef with pickled peppers, even the pickled peppers in the middle of the beef will be eaten.

Halfway through the meal, Xie Nanting suddenly remembered something and asked, "Have you read the profiles of those people today, did you find anything?"

Song Zhaoshui put down the bamboo stick in his hand and scooped a spoonful of millet pepper into the plate: "The background of the depth of field seems a bit strange."

She probably had some numbers in her mind, although she didn't know exactly what the depth of field was all about, but it was always right to stay away from him.

"You can see it." Xie Nanting was a little surprised, the background of the depth of field was almost impossible to tell in the circle, and outsiders couldn't find out much at all.

"He has a studio," Song Zhaoshui felt that her lips were hurting, she took a sip of ice water, leaving a little lipstick mark on the transparent glass, she lifted her thumb up and wiped off the lipstick mark, "Working The room and the agent seem to be very ordinary, and they have no previous work experience. Unless Jingshen himself has no self-motivation, he would not dare to bet like this. "

Xie Nanting originally wanted to talk about business, but when he turned his eyes, he saw the two red lips, and his mind was floating again.

Song Zhaoshui hadn't found it yet, and was scooping eggs and tofu with a colander: "Am I right?"

"That's right." Xie Nanting frowned and calmed down again, "Remember to stay away from him."

"Why?" Song Zhaoshui teased, "Do you eat vinegar?"

"..." Xie Nanting was silent, "he's not as good-looking as me."

He still remembers Song Zhaoshui's original sentence "beautiful to warm the bed", and he is still brooding. He has put an indelible label on Song Zhaoshui's forehead, "Yan Gou", which is still a senior level.

"I saw that the female stars who hyped with him on the Internet will be unlucky in the end," Song Zhaoshui said, "Does he have a family?"

"He?" Xie Nanting's eyes flashed, with a bit of contempt in his tone, "It doesn't count, he's not free."

It was the first time Song Zhaoshui saw Xie Nanting express his disdain so frankly. He probably understood who this Jingshen was, nodded and said, "Then I see. What time is it, should we go?"

It was indeed almost time, and the two got up and left.

Xie Nanting was a little worried after realizing it: "Do you think this place is okay?"

Song Zhaoshui fastened his seat belt and glanced at him with a frown: "Not good."

Xie Nanting was really nervous: "Huh?"

Song Zhaoshui looked down at his slightly bulging belly: "Is it a few kilograms fatter? I'm very worried."

If I had known that I would not wear tight skirts today, it was very obvious that my figure had changed a little. Xie Nanting glanced at her eyes and smiled: "Didn't you say happy fat?"

He was on Weibo yesterday and saw a girl complaining that she had gained twenty pounds since she got a boyfriend.The netizens below call this kind of fat gain called happy fat.

Song Zhaoshui: "I refuse."

She turned her head and glanced at Xie Nanting: "You still don't drive and play with your mobile phone?"

"I'm posting on Weibo." Xie Nanting fiddled for a while, "Okay, let's go."

Song Zhaoshui knew that the person's Weibo account was not in his hands, so he directly clicked into the account to see it.

Xiao Xie's heart softened: "take her to eat my favorite Chuanchuan."

The accompanying picture is of her hand holding the glass, and don't know when he took it secretly.The wind blew the white steam everywhere, and it was impossible to see it with the hands hidden in it.

Sharing your favorite food is probably the greatest sincerity of a foodie.

Song Zhaoshui pursed her lips, maybe she could accept happiness fat?