139 I don't want to eat, I want to eat people
Coming out of the old tailor shop, Jiang Baohai was holding Gao Qinghe's new skirt in his hand.
His suit needs altering, so he'll pick it up in a couple of days.
It was 7:30 in the evening and it was just getting dark.
All the street lights in the county town were on, and there were many people walking on the streets after dinner.
Most of the shops on the street were open, and the owners who were free gathered in groups of three or four to gossip, while those who were busy were in the shops greeting customers.
The night market culture in Qing County has not yet flourished, and most people still have the habit of working from sunrise to sunset.
Most of the people who appear on the streets at night are young people looking for dates and businessmen who have social events.
A dance hall opened in Qing County at the beginning of the year, and the sound of singing from the low-quality speakers could be heard from afar.
Singing Teresa Teng's "Sweet Honey".
The few cars that were left in Qing County were all parked in the open space downstairs of the dance hall.
Jiang Baohai deliberately avoided this place. He didn't want his world of two to be disturbed by acquaintances.
Gao Qinghe emptied his mind and followed him aimlessly.
No matter where he is going, trust and relax wholeheartedly.
I pass by stalls selling small accessories and occasionally stop to take a look.
Having seen many luxurious jewels, Gao Qinghe picked up these small accessories with poor workmanship and put them down after just a few glances.
Jiang Baohai suddenly remembered that he hadn't bought the wedding ring yet.
I took her to a street selling gold, but the shops were closed.
Gao Qinghe didn't use her brain and had no idea why he took her to walk on this street.
Anyway, as they walked, they came to a small restaurant that had just opened in the county town.
The restaurant is not big, and its decoration is similar to those western restaurants in the city, but it serves Chinese food.
However, there are a few more special drinks than ordinary Chinese restaurants.
This type of hybrid restaurant remained popular until the millennium.
Having seen it many times, Gao Qinghe didn’t think it was anything special, but for young people today, this is a high-end place.
It would be very impressive if you could bring your girlfriend or blind date here to sit down.
Small restaurants in county towns still lack service awareness.
When customers enter the store, the waiter only comes over to hand over the menu.
Jiang Baohai pulled out a chair for Gao Qinghe, waited for her to sit down, put his things away, sat down too, and then took the menu to place an order.
He must have been here with someone before. He quickly ordered the dishes and also ordered a classic fruit drink for Gao Qinghe.
Gao Qinghe actually likes to go out alone with Jiang Baohai, traveling, shopping or eating, so that she can clear her mind.
She had followed a love blogger before, and according to the blogger's description, Jiang Baohai should be considered a daddy-type lover.
Like to take on a lot of responsibilities, have a strong sense of responsibility, and take care of the other half in every detail.
But because they are too controlling and have a strong desire to control, it can be quite annoying sometimes.
But Gao Qinghe thought it was just right, and she was actually very willing to cooperate with others' arrangements.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the other party's arrangement is to her liking.
Otherwise, you should still scold me.
Jiang Baohai was obviously scolded too much in his previous life, so he arranged the food ordering very well this time.
Gao Qinghe's eyes widened after taking a sip of the fruit drink, and she gave him a thumbs up in satisfaction.
A dish of stir-fried meat, a dish of chicken stewed with wild mushrooms, and a dish of spicy river shrimp are all her favorite flavors.
"Not bad, have you been here to explore the route before?" Gao Qinghe asked while eating some river shrimp.
Jiang Baohai took out the chicken legs stewed in the pot, separated the meat on them with chopsticks, cut them into strips, then poured chicken soup and mushrooms over the meat and handed it to her.
He didn't answer her question, but just smiled and said, "Have some soup first. This is free-range chicken raised in the mountains. It tastes different from ordinary chicken."
Gao Qinghe picked up the spoon expectantly, tasted the soup first, then ate a crispy mushroom, and finally got some shredded chicken.
The texture of the meat is indeed different from the chicken we eat at home. It is much more tender and not tough at all. It is also very delicious when eaten alone.
After eating the meat, he took a sip of the soup, which was full of rich and sweet taste. It was so delicious that Gao Qinghe picked up the bowl and drank it directly.
"Another bowl?" Jiang Baohai asked with a smile.
Gao Qinghe waved his hand, "No, I won't be able to eat anything else if I have another bowl."
"Eat if you like it. If you can't finish it, pack it up and feed it to the dog," said Jiang Baohai.
Gao Qinghe looked at him in surprise.
Jiang Baohai explained as he shredded the chicken: "I saw your brother stewing meat for those wild dogs last night. Was it you who ordered it?"
"That big black dog is quite grateful. I heard that you bought bone sticks from the flour shop across the street as a snack for it."
He raised his eyes to look at her and said, "If you like it, take it home to raise it."
Gao Qinghe sighed, "Do you think I don't want to? I don't want to be restricted at all. I don't want to go home with me."
Jiang Baohai looked at her pitiful appearance and felt soft-hearted. He handed her the prepared soup and comforted her:
"Stray dogs are interesting. If you really take them home to raise, you won't like them."
Gao Qinghe thought about it and it seemed so.
She has a strong desire to conquer and doesn't like animals that are too docile.
"You eat too." Gao Qinghe saw that Jiang Baohai's bowl was still empty, so he picked up a chicken wing and some river shrimp for him.
The river shrimps are fried in oil, the shrimp shells are crispy, and the crumbs fall off when you bite them. They are extremely fragrant.
After eating the shrimp, have a sip of ice-cold fruit drink, it is so refreshing.
Jiang Baohai looked at the bowls piled up like a small hill, and his empty heart suddenly became full and sore.
He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and kiss her hard.
That longing look seemed to materialize, wanting to tear her apart and eat her in big mouthfuls.
Gao Qinghe knocked on the table lightly, "Eat!"
Jiang Baohai looked at her with a burning gaze and said, "I don't want to eat."
Gao Qinghe frowned, "Then what do you want to eat?" Drink northwest wind?
"I want to eat you." He said hoarsely.
Gao Qinghe choked and kicked hard under the table.
But she never expected that he would suddenly make a move, grab her ankle, and pull her towards him hard.
"Jiang! Bao! Hai!" Gao Qinghe narrowed his eyes dangerously.
The man coughed lightly twice, and rubbed his fingertips on the smooth skin reluctantly for a few times before letting go.
He pretended nothing happened, picked up his chopsticks and lowered his head to concentrate on eating.
Gao Qinghe sneered, gritted his teeth, and said softly, "Just wait, I'll make you pay!"
Jiang Baohai felt a moment of regret. This woman showed no mercy when she tortured his brother.
But you know what, he's really looking forward to it.
Jiang Baohai raised his head slightly, and glanced at her with his phoenix eyes, which was very provocative.
Gao Qinghe tilted his head and smiled in disbelief. When he turned back, he was about to hit him on the head when he heard the wind chimes hanging outside the restaurant door ring.
A young man and woman walked in side by side.
Jiang Baohai was sitting on the opposite side of the door. Gao Qinghe was facing the door with his back to it. When he saw Jiang Baohai's gaze sweeping towards the door, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Before she could look back in confusion, the system in her brain could no longer hold back and started screaming.
Now Gao Qinghe knew who was coming without looking back.
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