Chapter 270

"Ouch, I can't do it." Zhou Xitong such a high cold person, also let the child to amuse can't help laughing, stomach pain.

Chen Hao is seriously pondering: "if according to the little girl's theory, I really" hit "you several times!"

"Don't say that again!" Zhou Xitong can't stand such a shameful topic. He reaches for Chen Hao's itch, and they make a mess.

Noisy noisy, two people hugged together, a word did not say, warmly began the communication between lips and teeth.

Although this behavior is a little bold, it's dark now and no one pays attention to it. In addition, many young lovers around come here to have a tryst in the dark wind at night. Some of them even do more than Chen Hao to fully taste the heat of youth.

All of a sudden, several bright lights on the bank were on, and all the intimate little lovers around them had no way to escape. Many half grown children were following.

Chen Hao found that this place was no longer suitable for tryst, so he held Zhou Xitong's hand and walked on the lawn to the bank together. Looking at the lights in front of him, he had a different feeling.

"Wife, are you hungry? Let's go to dinner. "

Chen Hao's appellation is "ahead of time", but Zhou Xitong did not raise any objection. Instead, he enjoyed the present warm time.

"But I don't know what to eat."

Zhou Xitong now seems to be particularly dependent on Chen Hao. He also suffers from selection difficulties. He doesn't look like a powerful woman in the business world at all.

It can be seen that no matter how strong a woman is outside, there is always a weak side, and only exposed to her closest lover.

"Let's go along with our fate. We'll eat in any restaurant we meet."

Chen Hao made the rules, and then they walked along the old street like ordinary lovers.

Valentine's slope, a natural park, is densely populated and surrounded by many small shops. Soon they heard the uproar in front of them. It seems to be a relatively prosperous street, where many pedestrians shuttle.

Chen Hao suddenly saw a barbecue stall, which was in the form of a large stall. The stall had just been set up, but there were not many guests. They smelled the unique aroma of charcoal barbecue from a long distance, which immediately aroused Chen Hao's appetite.

"Or shall we have barbecue?" Chen Hao asked tentatively. He was worried that Zhou Xitong couldn't stand the environment here.

"Good!"

Who knows that Zhou Xitong is very happy to agree, but he thinks it's very novel to the common way of eating in big stalls.

In Zhou Xitong's memory, it seems that only when she was in primary school, she had a similar big food stall. After that, her father developed and moved to a high-end community. In addition to the nanny's home cooking, she ate in a big hotel outside, and never patronized this kind of down-to-earth snack stand.

After many years, Zhou Xitong was very nostalgic. He wanted to experience the fireworks in the world. He was tired of eating lobster and abalone, and occasionally wanted to change his taste.

It has to be said that this is the unique worry of the rich. The food stalls frequented by the common people have become rare things here.

"Boss, 20 mutton kebabs, 10 tendons, 2 squid and 2 baked potato chips."

Chen Hao said the menu to his boss at will, and the middle-aged man who was the boss of the kebab said "hello", let Chen Hao find his own seat, and he began to roast the kebab on the charcoal fire.

They searched for an empty seat. The tables and chairs were all made of plastic, which was relatively simple. However, Zhou Xitong looked around curiously and felt that he had a good appetite for food and didn't have to pay so much attention to it.

Chen Hao gave Zhou Xitong disposable chopsticks and disposable cups. He asked Zhou Xitong what to drink.

Zhou Xitong some do not like disposable cup, feel the quality is very poor, worried about unsanitary, said: "let's drink canned beer."

Can beer comes with its own container. It's perfect here.

"All right."

Chen Hao himself went to the boss's stall and took four cans of normal temperature Harbin beer. After opening it, he handed it to Zhou Xitong. Now it's late autumn and it's cool at night, so he doesn't have to drink iced beer.

"Come and celebrate the success of our Temple Street business!" Zhou Xitong raised his beer with a smile.

"Thanks to my wife." Chen Hao and her touch, and then "Gudong Dong Dong" drink half a can.

Beer bubble is sufficient, very refreshing, plus beauty in the side, today this barbecue did not eat feel very refreshing.

"Here comes the mutton kebab!"

At this time, the boss sent up the roasted kebab, which was steaming hot and fragrant with cumin and barbecue.

"Come on, how about a local barbecue." Chen Hao first handed Zhou Xitong two strings.

Zhou Xitong took a bite. The meat was full-bodied, spicy and chewy.

"It's very, very delicious. Try it, too." Zhou Xitong also handed Chen Hao two strings, they are mutual humility, very warm little lovers.

"It's good."

Chen haopin nodded after tasting it. Although it's a little less than Xia Jing's, it's already a good barbecue.

So they chatted while eating, and occasionally touched the beer. They were very happy, and their faces were always full of happy smiles.