At noon, Shen Lang and Liu Xiaoxiao left the hospital building.

"Let's find a place to eat, and bring some delicious food to Xiao Xueer by the way." Said Shen Lang.

"There is a snack street nearby. Go there and have a look. But... After the initial recovery of snow disease, he has been drinking porridge since he woke up. Dr. Cheng Zhi said that the digestive system has not recovered yet, so many things can't be eaten? " Liu Xiaoxiao asked.

"It doesn't matter. It's better to change her taste. I'll give her a massage. " Shen Lang said with a smile.

"Poof!" Liu Xiaoxiao choked his throat, massaging his stomach? What kind of massage is this.

"Not serious. Do you take the opportunity to eat tofu?" Liu Xiaoxiao crooned.

Shen Lang said with a smile, "you guessed it. Xiaoxiao, you are really smart."

Liu Xiaoxiao has a small mouth and doesn't speak. The relationship between Su Ruoxue and Shen Lang has already been tacitly understood. What's the matter with him? He is like a complaining woman.

BMW X6 drives into a street. Liu Xiaoxiao stops in the parking lot and walks into the snack street with Shen Lang.

From afar, there was a smell of oil and smoke. Even when the sun was burning at noon, there was still an endless stream of pedestrians. There are countless snacks of various flavors, but there are so many people here that some places even have to be crowded in.

"I've heard it's a good place, but it's my first time here. It seems like it's a good place." Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes brightened as he watched the rows of snacks.

She is also a foodie. She thinks it's good to come here with Xiaoxue next time. It must be nice to eat all over the snack street.

"Not bad, not bad. You and Xueer had better not come to this kind of place alone." Shen Lang shrugged and said.

"Why?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

Shen Lang looks around, Liu Xiaoxiao follows Shen Lang's eyes, only to see a few dirty men's eyes aiming at him all the time.

Liu Xiaoxiao was in a panic and hurried to Shen Lang's side.

In such a mixed place, beautiful women tend to be the object of many lewd men.

Liu Xiaoxiao's features are exquisite, wearing a thin summer dress, tall legs, elegant posture, fresh and moving dress.

It's not surprising to be stared at by some lewd men.

Looking at Liu Xiaoxiao holding his arm and showing his timid expression, Shen Lang felt funny: "Xiaoxiao, don't you know Taekwondo? There will be times when you are afraid of such things? "

Liu Xiaoxiao gave Shen Lang a white look and said, "who says I'm afraid? I'm just I don't want to be succeeded by some dirty people. "

Shen Lang said with a smile, "if you don't mind, I can borrow your chest."

"Well You are not allowed to take the opportunity to eat this beautiful tofu. " Liu Xiaoxiao curled his mouth, his pretty face was a little red, and he relied on Shen Lang's chest decisively.

Feeling someone's hot chest, Liu Xiaoxiao's heart is like a deer bumping around. It turns out that relying on a man's chest is a feeling of tension, security and a little sweetness.

Maybe only this man can give himself such a feeling.

"Liu Xiaoxiao, you are hopeless! I'd be fascinated by a man. " Liu Xiaoxiao blushed, silently thinking.

floated from Liu Xiaoxiao to a pleasant smell of high-grade perfume. The woman's skin was white and soft, and her head was slightly low, so that she could see somewhere white and white.

I have to admit that Liu Xiaoxiao's charm is not low and she has the potential of a goblin.

Several wretched men were frightened away by Shen Lang's warning in the eyes.

Soon, Shen Lang and Liu Xiaoxiao arrived at an open-air gear.

"Xiaoxiao, shall we eat here?" Shen Lang pointed to the gear in front of him.

"Ah? "Oh!" Liu Xiaoxiao just came back to her senses. She hurried out of Shen Lang's chest and arranged her hair.

There was a smell from afar in this gear shift. There was a seat table beside the stall. There were people all around. Business was booming.

"Well, choose this one." Liu Xiaoxiao's pretty face is still red.

Two people found a seat to sit down, Shen Lang shouted: "boss, order."

The boss is a middle-aged man, immediately came up, handed over the menu, said with a smile: "this gentleman, do you want to taste our special dishes, to ensure that the taste to your satisfaction."

"What's the specialty?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked.

"I have this stewed lobster with garlic, crucian carp with sweet and sour sauce, and beef tenderloin with mushrooms..."

Before the boss finished, Shen Lang interrupted, "I'll have one of them."

As soon as the boss heard that Shen Lang was so refreshing, he was very happy. He said quickly, "give you a beer."

"Good." Shen Lang smiles.

"Shen Lang, you've been in a coma for several days. You just woke up today. Don't drink!" Liu Xiaoxiao is busy.

"Nothing." Shen Lang shakes his head. If the wine can hurt his body, all these years of Kung Fu will be wasted.

However, it is estimated that it will take a while for the last time to recover from the hidden disease caused by seven wound boxing.

They were waiting in their seats, and a box of beer came first.

Shen Lang opened a bottle of beer and poured it into his mouth. He didn't eat or drink it for a few days. He felt very refreshing.

"Drink less." Liu Xiaoxiao pulls Shen Lang's clothes and frowns.

"All right." Shen Lang put down his bottle, but he didn't like beer very much either.

"I'll get some tissue." Liu Xiaoxiao got up and walked to a side stall.

Not far away, suddenly.

"What are you doing!" Liu Xiaoxiao yelled and suddenly looked back at a young man with a tattoo on his arm. His face was full of sullen.

The tattooed young man just touched Liu Xiaoxiao's buttocks, but now he pretended to have a face that he didn't know how to look.

"What did you touch just now?" Liu Xiaoxiao's face looks like frost.

The tattooed youth yindang smiled: "did I touch you? Ha ha, where did I touch you? Is it here? "

Finish saying, tattoo youth reaches out to Liu Xiaoxiao chest erase.

This guy is too crazy! Think I'm a bully? Liu Xiaoxiao's pretty face is red, and he wants to kick it.

Only heard a loud sound of "pa", Shen Lang did not know when he came to Liu Xiaoxiao and slapped his hands on the tattooed youth's face.

The tattooed youth screamed and flew out obliquely, spitting blood at his mouth and breaking two of his teeth. His face was frightened. He even felt that he was not slapped, but hit by a hammer. His mind was buzzing, his eyes were full of stars, and his body fell to the ground.

"Go away!" Shen Lang's eyes glared at the tattooed youth.

"You fucking dare to hit me!" The young tattoo man got up from the ground. He had never experienced this kind of anger before. He immediately picked up the beer bottle on the ground and smashed it at the Shen wave's forehead.

All the diners around were startled.

"No!" The boss scared the whole person a little bit worse.