After leaving the Tang family, Ling Wei and Tang Ziqian naturally live in the Jinling Pavilion in Beijing.

"Go to hot pot tonight." Ling Wei breathed in the middle of her hands, then rubbed her hands and said to Tang Ziqian.

Tang Ziqian's tall body walked side by side with her. Turning slightly, he saw her delicate and beautiful features shining under the bright street lights in Beijing.

"Good." With a little smile, Tang Ziqian's handsome face was full of tears.

The night shrouded Beijing, cold wind.

Ling Wei tightly holds Tang Ziqian's arm, hides her head behind his arm, and is half hugged and half dragged away from the spot by him.

Without driving, they walk on the pedestrian street in Beijing, looking at the noisy streets and the busy passers-by, Ling Wei's heart is strangely calm.

She found herself enjoying the calm warmth.

Even if she is now being blown by the piercing wind, but once hiding in Tang Ziqian's armpit, she has a kind of inexplicable sour warmth.

Silent also warm, plain also romantic!

At this moment, she is like an ordinary girl, dating her favorite boy in the surging crowd.

This feeling, a little excited, a little can't wait.

Two people directly into the nearby street of a big fat sheep hot pot shop.

There is a lot of noise in the shop. This is the most traditional old Beijing hot pot. It uses the charcoal stove. There is a cupola in the middle, and the soup pot is around the cupola.

After ordering a series of their favorite dishes, they also observed the numerous guests in the store while waiting for the dishes to be served.

Most of them are surrounded by hot pot, drinking wine and blowing bull force.

"What to drink? I'll get it. " Leaning her head on Tang Ziqian's shoulder, Ling Wei asked.

Tang Ziqian stretched out his hand to touch her soft hair, but also gently connived back: "I'll serve you. I'll get what you want to drink. "

Today, Ling Wei rarely tied up her long hair. It was like a waterfall of silky black hair. She was so beautiful in the light.

"Well, I'll have orange juice!"

With a smile, Ling Wei pushes Tang Ziqian to go.

This action like a little lover appeared in her hands, but let Tang Ziqian a pair of black eyes like ink.

As soon as Tang Ziqian left, she was left to sit alone at this table.

This big fat sheep hotpot is an old brand hotpot shop in Beijing. Its business is very good.

In a short time, the stools outside the shop were full of people.

Ling Wei knows that these people must be waiting there after they are a little late.

"Dong Dong Dong."

At this moment, a man appeared beside Ling Wei and knocked her desk with his hand, indicating her to turn back: "meiniu, if you eat hot pot alone, don't you mind if we sit down here? Anyway, you eat alone and you eat with us. Why don't we treat you to this meal? "

A Beijing accent came from my ear.

Ling Wei's heart can't help sneering coldly. She slightly raises her eyebrows and turns her head.

I can't see it. There are several people behind the man. She glanced over. There are eight people on the other side, plus one of her, a total of nine. The big round table for hot pot just can hold it.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. There are two of us, and if you are really hungry now, you have two choices. One is to go out in line, and the other is to choose another home. "

Lingwei slender Phoenix eyes look light, her voice is very calm, even without any extra emotion.

I didn't expect that there were so many flies. How could I meet flies everywhere?

"Girl, don't blame me for not giving you a chance? Yete, I only talk to you because you look good. Don't force me to do it. "

The man at the head seems to have no idea that Ling Wei would refuse like this. For a moment, he can't hang up his face again.

As soon as his words came out, the people who came with him immediately came forward: "brother, don't talk nonsense with her, just let the waiter come to order. Really, she's just a woman. I really don't believe in such evil people as us! She can't be so ungrateful, can she

"That is, we also give you two choices, one is to go away, the other is to shut up!"

"An outsider dares to be blind in our city. It's really a shame."

A group of eight people, four men and four women, are all scrambling for "nonsense". Is this a gathering of birds of a feather?

Dafeiyang hotpot store is an old chain brand of Beijing hotpot. Now winter is coming and the cold wind is blowing. All the hotpot stores in Beijing are full.

In recent years, as long as it is a well-known food store in the city, it basically provides a queuing plan. Once you come late, you have to wait. It's fair to come first and then come.But when the eight of them came into the big fat sheep hot pot shop, they saw Ling Wei in front of the big round table, so they discussed that they might as well join the table with the sister who came to eat hot pot alone, and it would be their treat.

At the time of discussion, these eight people didn't want to talk to a sister so transversely, but when they came to Ling Wei's side to talk with her, Ling Wei's Chinese dialect without any Beijing accent directly made these people have other thoughts.

For outsiders, some local people always have an indescribable sense of strength. They can even be strong in such things as eating a hot pot. Of course, these people are the eight young people standing beside Ling Wei's table now.

Among these eight people, four men and four women are all staring at Ling Wei. The big fat sheep hot pot restaurant is very busy. The other people on the table are eating and drinking, and no one has time to look here.

"Hello! Why don't you speak to me

The young man at the head, seeing that Ling Wei just said a word, turned his head and said again with dissatisfaction.

Standing up from her position, Ling Wei pulled the stool behind her and went directly forward. She said face to face with the man who opened her mouth: "if everyone in Huaxia is like you, our country will be finished long ago."

In a word, she directly expressed her views on this group of people: scum.

After that, she didn't say a word again. She scanned the eight people with her hands around her chest. At the moment when her eyes passed each other's faces, they all felt a hidden chill.

At this time, Tang Ziqian, who went to get the drink, came back and stood directly behind the eight people. He could not see the mood on his pretty face. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Wei, and then at these people who were blocking him.