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Chapter 130 A Straight Ball

Zhao Xiaodong went to the cafeteria to eat with other colleagues.

Su Yan packed up the things on hand and quickly came to the underground parking lot.

As a result, just as he sat down and fastened his seat belt, he heard someone knocking on the car window.

Looking up, Shu Qing was standing outside the car door, graceful and elegant, and waved to him.

Shu Qing wore a beige suit today, which not only highlighted her exquisite figure, but also made her skin look particularly delicate and tender.

What surprised Su Yan even more was that Shu Qing, who usually wore a rather calm makeup.

Today, she actually used pink eye shadow, and even her eyeliner was slightly raised.

With a pair of big, watery eyes, the usual coldness in her body dissipated a lot.

It looks brighter and more charming.

Su Yan opened the passenger door and smiled when he saw Shu Qing got in and sat down.

"Mr. Shu, you look a little different today. This makeup looks pretty good."

Hearing his praise, Shu Qing tightened her grip on her bag.

A hint of red appeared at the base of her ears.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, then turned her head to look at Su Yan.

"It seems like you like this makeup. Then I can wear it every day."

Shu Qing, who had already decided to confess his feelings at noon, began to let himself go and no longer restrained himself like before.

Instead, choose to speak your mind bravely and directly.

Even at this moment her heart was beating like thunder and the blush on her ears was quickly creeping up her face.

But she was so decisive that she hit the ball straight over.

Just one sentence made Su Yan stunned for a moment.

He touched his nose uncomfortably, and his eyes moved away from Shu Qing's face, which looked even prettier due to her sudden blush.

"Let's go eat first. I heard that snail noodle shop is quite popular."

"If you go too late, you may have to wait in line for a long time."

Then, without waiting for Shu Qing's response, he started the car.

The scene outside the window began to move, and Shu Qing mustered up his courage and made a bold move.

I couldn't help feeling discouraged when I didn't get any positive feedback from Su Yan.

She pursed her lips, leaned her head back on the seat and looked out the window.

The soft hair concealed the blush on her face and also blocked her vision.

So Shu Qing didn't notice that Su Yan's ears, who seemed to be concentrating on driving, also turned red.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at a food court.

Following the navigation, Su Yan brought Shu Qing to a store named Mr. Luo.

Speaking of which, Su Yan has never been to this restaurant.

He found the recommendation on a certain review software.

Judging from the above reviews, this is the highest-rated snail noodle shop in the nearby business district.

It is said that this store has been open for many years.

It is a great honor to be able to stay open for such a long time in this commercial district where every inch of land is valuable and still maintain such a high flow of customers.

From the side view, it also proves that its strength and taste are not bad.

I heard that the couple who owns the store are from Liuzhou, so the snail noodles they make taste particularly authentic.

After confirming that the store's name and address were correct, Su Yan leaned over to take a look.

Fortunately, maybe it was almost past the lunch rush, so they didn't need to queue.

"Come on, let's go in."

Su Yan walked in front and pushed open the glass door.

Suddenly, a very strong stinky fragrance with a sour taste came to my nose.

This is the unique flavor of snail noodles.

It is called snail rice noodle, but the stench does not come from snails, but from pickled and fermented sour bamboo shoots. People who like it will be particularly addicted and drool at the smell.

People who dislike him think that he smells like urine and just turn away.

Su Yan obviously belongs to the former, he loves this scent so much.

In his opinion, it didn't smell bad at all, but rather smelled delicious.

I just don’t know if Mr. Shu is used to the smell.

He tilted his head and caught Shu Qing's slightly furrowed brows out of the corner of his eye.

Su Yan's hand that was pushing the door paused.

"Boss Shu, if you are not used to it, shall we go to another place?"

At this time, Shu Qing's frown had relaxed.

She had been paying attention to Su Yan for the moment since she pushed the door open.

He immediately caught the joyful aura coming from Su Yan.

So Su Yan must really like eating snail noodles.

In this case, even if it is really unpalatable, she will risk her life to accompany the gentleman.

So Shu Qing shook her head and said, "No, this one is good, let's eat here."

Su Yan was still a little uncertain and asked.

“Are you sure you don’t regret it?”

"I won't tell you whether you can get used to eating this."

"You know, after eating snail rice noodle, not only will your body smell immediately."

"Your hair, clothes, and even skin will be stained with this smell for the rest of the day."

"It's very stubborn, and passers-by can smell it. What if it affects your work?"

Shu Qing lifted her bangs nonchalantly.

"It doesn't matter if it gets on me. Anyway, I don't have any client appointments this afternoon, so even if I have the smell, not many people will be able to smell it."

Not to mention, even if they smelled it, who would dare to object?
And for Shuqing now, it doesn’t matter whether she eats snail noodles or not, or how they taste.

The important thing is that she will confess her feelings to Su Yan soon.

So Shu Qing was very sure, "Just eat this, don't you like it very much? I want to try it too."

She thought to herself, as long as you like it, nothing else is a problem.

Since Shu Qing said so, Su Yan naturally couldn't object.

"Okay, then we'll eat this."

The two walked into the store.

The store is about 40 to 50 square meters, with about ten tables, almost all of which are full of people.

So the environment in the store was very noisy. After searching for a while, they finally found two empty seats in the corner and sat down quickly.

The store was very busy and the waiters couldn't handle it, so they could only order by themselves.

In a busy small shop like this, the hygiene conditions are generally not very good.

For example, some oil marks can be clearly seen on the desktop.

But even so, Shu Qing didn't even frown, and put her bag worth hundreds of thousands of yuan directly on it without hesitation.

After she secured a seat, Su Yan took her to the counter to place an order.

There was a row of deep plates on the table next to the counter, with various condiments placed on them.

There are all kinds of things like fried eggs, duck feet, snails, pickled bamboo shoots, braised pig's trotters, fried bean curd, tiger skin chicken feet, etc. It looks like there is everything you can think of and they are all very delicious.

Next to the table was a steaming pot, and the chubby chef was boiling noodles quickly.

I saw a hand as big as a palm-leaf fan, holding a pair of long chopsticks, and with a scoop and a lift, there was a bowl of hot noodles.

Then it was pushed to the table beside. Another waiter took a spoon and added various condiments to the guests according to the menu.

Su Yan glanced at the menu and knew Shu Qing didn't understand, so he didn't ask her opinion.

"Boss, give me two large servings of deluxe version of snail noodles!"

(End of this chapter)