"It's just some necessities. The house was burned out. Mr. Mu brought me only a coat, not..." Mi Ran'er said, and his cheeks suddenly blushed.
Lu Qitian immediately understood what Mi Raner meant.
Immediately, I couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
Mi Raner glared at Lu Qitian angrily. Her eyes were ashamed and angry. She looked very naive.
Lu Qitian raised his hand and stroked her little head before she told her boss what she needed.
And he, leaving a note, turned and went out.
After MI Raner bought his necessities, he looked at the soap and silk stockings on the counter
"Miss, are these together?" the boss asked with expectation.
Mi Ran'er looked at the money in his hand and nodded slightly, "well, wrap it up together!"
"Good!"
The boss can't wait.
Sure enough, the eldest lady is still the eldest lady. Even if there is a change in her family, she is still so rich.
After buying good things from the grocery store, Lu Qitian stood on the roadside smoking. He was wearing a military green coat and the most fashionable hat. The whole person looked at his temperament with awe, but it was this temperament that was the most attractive.
Many women passing by couldn't help but look at Lu Qitian.
Smoking is so hormonal, and there is no one.
"Let's go." she walked over and stood on Lu Qitian's side, whispering.
"What is the most famous food in Nancheng?" Lu Qitian suddenly asked in a low voice.
"Hot pot," said Mi Raner.
"Let's go and have hot pot. It's lunchtime now. Miss an should know which hot pot restaurant is the best in Nancheng. I have to ask miss an to be the guide today!"
Lu Qitian crushed out the cigarette butts, looked at Mi Raner with an evil smile and opened his mouth lightly.
Mi Ran'er still smiled faintly: "it's my pleasure."
The selected hot pot shop is near the grocery store. In this era, the hot pot shop is antique. It also uses a pot with a side stove, burning a charcoal fire. The hot pot is boiling, full of the aroma of pepper and spices.
"Eat!"
Mi Raner looked at the boiling color of the hot pot soup and swallowed greedily. When the meat came up, she quickly rinsed a piece. She was unwilling to maintain the so-called lady image in front of the food.
Lu Qitian pulled the corners of his lips, a faint smile on his face, and he also picked up chopsticks.
Haicheng's diet was light. Lu Qitian had never eaten such spicy food before. When he took the first bite, his forehead was full of sweat. He immediately took off his coat, lifted up his sleeves and continued to eat.
"If you can't eat spicy, you can change the light soup bottom, or wash the pepper with boiling water before eating!"
Mi Ran'er was worried that his stomach could not stand it and whispered in his ear.
"No, the young master can stand the spicy degree." Lu Qitian saw that she didn't blush and jump. A strong desire for victory and defeat sprang up from the bottom of her heart, pulled at the corners of her mouth and shook her head.
Mi Raner had no choice but to go with him.
Sure enough, for a man, face is more important than life.
After a meal, Lu Qitian's shirt was completely wet, and his face was full of red and sweat. It looked like it had a different flavor. Of course, the premise was to ignore the smell of hot pot.
"Drink some milk to relieve the spicy."
Mi Ran'er ordered him a cup of fresh milk and handed it to him for him to drink.