Chapter 162

"Elder brother My second brother and I asked you and your beloved sister to have dinner. Where can we eat today? Is it Shengming hotel? Or shunxiangzhai? Or... "

"Eat the rice you said yesterday..." Beiming cold looks down at the little girl in her arms.

"Ah? Rice noodles Gu Qingxin looked at him in surprise. He said last night that it was true that he wanted her to take him to eat those snacks!

"Rice noodles? What is that? " Huangfu didn't eat it at night.

Bai Jingqing saw the patient eat it in the hospital, but he didn't eat it

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A group of people drove the Global Limited Edition RV of Beiming cold, the bright orange Sao Bao sports car of Huangfu night, the white sports car of Bai Jingqing, the son of the ghost of night seven, and a group of bodyguards behind them to the famous snack street of Ming City

When the motorcade stopped, it caused a sensation in an instant. I thought it was a big man or a big star. The crowd screamed with excitement. Many people quickly picked up their mobile phones and began to take photos

Gu Qingxin is really regretful now. Why should he promise to bring Beiming cold to eat rice noodles? If so many people take photos with their mobile phones and put them on the Internet, wouldn't it hurt her and Bai shallowly!

Beiming cold extended his long arm and put the little girl in his arms. The bodyguards reflected quickly and took out an umbrella to cover them.

Huangfu also hurriedly pulled Bai Qianqian over at night. The two girls are still students. If they are exposed, it will have an impact on their future lives.

Bai Jingqing looks at the girl who nests beside Huangfu at night. There is a cold flash in her black eyes

When a group of people came to the street, Beiming cold looked through sunglasses at the dirty environment in the street. There were black and stagnant water on the ground, and their eyebrows could not help wrinkling.

Gu fell in love with him and couldn't help looking up at him, explaining, "young master, this kind of snack street is like this. If you're not used to it, let's go somewhere else."

Beiming cold looks down at the little girl, stoops to pick her up and continues to walk inside.

"Young master?" Gu put his heart around his neck and was puzzled about what he was doing with her.

"Dirties shoes." Beiming cold looked down at her and explained.

Gu Qingxin's breath suddenly smothers, his eyes fall on his face, unable to move for a long time

When I arrived at the rice noodle shop that Gu always went to, I followed in at night seven, and other bodyguards were guarding outside.

The store of the rice noodle shop is not big. There are only nine tables in it. It has already sat four or five tables. When a group of people came in, the boss and the guests were shocked

Beiming cold is obviously not used to such a place. When he comes in, he puts Gu down. His handsome brow can't help wrinkling.

Gu Qingxin hurriedly came to an empty table and said, "young master, sit here."

She took out two pieces of paper, cleaned the chair carefully, and then began to clean the table again. It was white and shallow, and she hurried to help

Beiminghan came to Gu Qingxin's chair and sat down. Huangfu night and Bai Jingqing were just about to sit down. He glanced at them displeased and said, "you sit at that table."

Two people, "..."

Bai shallowly hurried to clean the other table

"Sir, there is a menu on it. Which one do you want?" Gu Qingxin points to the row on the cash register. There are pictures and introductions of various rice noodles on it.

It's been five minutes since they came in. The boss and the guests still can't remember for a long time. It's not until the cold eyes of night 7 sweep past that everyone can fully recall and quickly continue to do their own things