Soon, two bowls of steaming hot ramen were placed in front of them.
"Chopra noodles, please enjoy~"
Master Qiao Pu said, looking at the two of them with a smile, "How about trying it?"
Shiraki looked at the ramen in front of him and found it was indeed different from what he had eaten elsewhere before, whether it was the pile of barbecued pork or the oily pork bone noodle soup.
It looks like a work of art.
Ling also held the ramen in her hand, her eyes shining as she looked at the tempura fried shrimp on the noodles, "It looks delicious."
"Um."
The two of them picked up their chopsticks and took a few bites. Ling glanced at Bai Mu and said, "Bai Mu, why don't you eat the barbecued pork?"
Bai Mu looked at the sizzling barbecued pork and said, "I don't dare."
Ling blinked: "Huh? Don't dare?"
"Yes, I've never eaten it before, so I'm not very brave."
After hearing this, Ling felt a little sympathetic towards Bai Mu, "How could you have never eaten barbecued pork? Open your mouth."
She reached out her chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it to Bai Mu's mouth.
“The barbecued pork is sweet and super super delicious!”
Bai Mu smelled the rich aroma emanating from the meat, and his throat rolled and he opened his mouth slightly.
A piece of crispy barbecued pork went into his mouth. It was slightly sweet but not greasy. Bai Mu couldn't help but sip his chopsticks.
Ling looked at his action and was confused for a moment, "Bai, Bai Mu."
Bai Mu was still savoring the flavor of the barbecued pork and looked at Ling, "What's wrong?"
Ling timidly retracted her chopsticks and looked at the tiny specks of crystal left on them. Her face flushed.
This, this, this, this, this, this is considered, indirect...indirect, right?
Her little heart was beating wildly, and in just a moment that Baimu didn't realize, Ling felt as if she was being aroused.
The sun slowly rose, and the sunlight fell on Bai Mu's black windbreaker, and that fair and resolute face just looked at him.
The bell rolls in the throat.
I feel so good and hot.
Is this the feeling of being moved?
She looked towards the door of the video store for help. Zhe was standing there smiling at her from afar.
Zhe made a cheering gesture to her.
Ling was at a loss for words. Don't encourage others at a time like this.
"Your face is so red, do you have a cold?"
Baimu put his hand on Ling's forehead. The temperature was very high, as if she had a fever.
Ling felt the touch of Bai Mu's fingers, and her face became even redder, as red as Master Qiao Pu's.
"It seems to be getting hotter?"
Baimu felt the temperature of Ling's forehead, and then put his hand on his own forehead. Ling's forehead was indeed very hot.
"No, nothing."
Ling pretended to be nonchalant and said, "How is it? Is the barbecued pork delicious?"
Bai Mu stared at the char siu in the bowl and nodded, "An unexpected taste."
Ling suddenly placed her bowl in front of Shiraki, "Well, have you ever eaten that tempura?"
Shiraki shook his head, "Tempura, what is it?"
Ling explained, "Yes, it's fish and shrimp coated in flour and fried."
Shiraki looked at the tempura shrimp in the bowl and said, "Is this it?"
Ling nodded, "Yeah, this is delicious when soaked in pork bone broth."
After she finished speaking, she quickened her movements, picked up the tempura and dipped it into the noodle soup. Small bubbles emerged from the tempura and then burst on the surface of the soup.
She picked up the tempura and said, "Open your mouth."
Bai Mu looked at Ling's increasingly red face and asked, "Are you really okay?"
It's really worrying that she's blushing like this.
"I'm really fine, let's try the tempura."
She also considerately put the tempura near her mouth and blew on it to blow away the heat from the hot soup on the fried food.
"Hoohoo, open your mouth."
Bai Mu opened his mouth slightly, and the tempura fell into his mouth, but this time the bell hand was withdrawn quickly, not giving him a chance to pick up the chopsticks.
The fried food is served with a rich, fragrant and delicious soup. The shell is crispy and sweet, and the shrimp meat inside is smooth and chewy. It is really delicious.
He savored it carefully.
Ling took the opportunity to pick up a chopstick of noodles and ate it with a blushing face. "How is it? Which one is better, the char siu or the other?"
She asked for the sake of talking, trying to cover up the beating of her heart.
"They're both pretty good, but the barbecued pork is better. I like sweet food."
As Bai Mu spoke, he also started eating noodles in big mouthfuls.
Ling looked at the bowl of noodles and silently took note of this: Do you like sweet food?
Just when Baimu had taken two bites, his cell phone rang.
Bai Mu picked up the phone, "Phone."
Is this Ya's call?
He put the phone to his ear and continued eating.
"Hello? What's up?"
There were two voices coming from the other side.
Miyabi: "Pure as paper, strong as wood. Read letters."
Liu: "The section chief means to let you read the news."
Bai Mu nodded, "Oh, wait and see."
After saying that, the phone was hung up.
What's the news?
Baimu put away his phone, but didn't check the message immediately.
It is basic courtesy not to check other messages when having a meal with others. Unless it is urgent enough to require a phone call, Baimu usually just eats.
Occasionally I would chat with the people I was dining with.
"Bai Mu, what's going on?"
Bai Mu shook his head. "Nothing, just called me to check the news. Let's eat."
Ling nodded and ate the noodles quickly.
Soon, the two of them finished eating, and there was not even any noodle soup left.
Ling touched her round belly with one hand and said, "It's delicious."
Bai Mu nodded, rolled up his non-existent sleeves and said, "It's time to work."
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