Chapter 418 Looking for a boyfriend

Soon, the mandarin duck hotpot and various ingredients were served.

After the hot pot soup was boiling, Qingling got up and made the sauce by herself. After walking two steps, she turned around and asked: I'll help you make it?

Good Ah.Gao Yang just happened to be too lazy to get up.

Through the gap of the screen, he watched the tall and beautiful Qingling quickly walk through the hot pot hall filled with soup and hot air, frequently attracting the men on other tables to look at each other.

Gao Yang was slightly distracted and thought of something.

With his current financial resources, he took out a golden crow currency and exchanged some cash to support his family.

Since my grandmother got into trouble and had three months of unconsciousness, my family was very tight, my sister had lost weight, and my mother had become much more haggard. Even my father in a wheelchair was looking for a job everywhere and signed up for free employment training classes for the disabled.

However, if you take out a lot of money at once, it may arouse suspicion from your family.

In this way, you should first spend some money every month to subsidize your family income, which means you earned by working outside.

Soon, Qing Ling opened his slender fingers and came back with two dishes in one hand, as if he was playing acrobatics.

When Qingling put four sauce plates on the table, Gao Yang asked with a smile: So much?

My sister and I have different tastes.Qing Ling sat down and leaned over to take a look at the bubbled hotpot soup. I don’t know which one you like to eat, so I will make one serving.

Good guy, this is too thoughtful.

Gao Yang looked at the two bowls of seasonings on his table.

The bowl on the left has a spicy and sour flavor, with seasonings including chili oil, chili powder, millet pepper, coriander, chopped green onion, aged vinegar, etc.

The bowl on the right has a sweet and spicy flavor, with seasonings such as chili oil, sesame paste, light soy sauce, sesame oil, minced green onion and ginger, etc.

Let me guess.Gao Yang said, the bowl on the left was made by you, and the bowl on the right was made by your sister.

Qing Ling took the public chopsticks and poured the corn that was not easy to cook into the bottom of the soup pot first, and nodded: Yes.

After pouring the corn, Qingling suddenly looked up and stared at Gao Yang: Which flavor do you like?

Hey, could it be a question that would be given away?

Gao Yang remained calm and tried to act naturally: Everyone liked Ah, I don’t pick on it.

Um.Qing Ling lowered her head again and started picking up other dishes, not seeing any emotion.

The two of them started eating hot pot.

Qing Ling is meticulous when eating, extremely pious, and speaks very little.

Gao Yang also quietly tasted the food. In order to serve a bowl of water, Gao Yang took turns dipping the sauce from two dishes.

The hot pot is boiling warmly, hot steam is filled with it, the air is filled with the fragrance of fresh food, behind the wooden screen is the laughter of diners, and outside the balcony, a bit of lonely autumn night breeze blows from time to time.

Everything is just right.

If only I was really just a college student.

At this time, Gao Yang's heart became sentimental again, of course, just a moment.

Gao Yang looked up and Qingling changed into a sweet and spicy seasoning bowl. She held the public chopsticks and slid the shrimp into the hot pot.

The shrimps fell into the clear soup piece by piece, and a drop of soup splashed on the back of Qingling's hand.

ah.

Qing Ling shrank his hand and screamed.

Gao Yang smiled: It seems that my sister has come out.

I'll do it.Gao Yang got up and took the dish containing the shrimp slips, and you can eat it.

Um.Qing Ling didn't insist and ate a piece of cooked corn in small mouthfuls, and her whole body became obviously more restrained and quiet.

After a while, the shrimp slips had floated on the soup noodles, making them tender and creamy white.

He picked up the colander, scooped a few pieces of shrimp slips, and put them into Qingling's bowl: Come on, you can eat it.

Then, he thought of something, scooped up some shrimp slips and put them in a bowl of spicy and sour sauce: this is for Qingling.

Thanks.

Qing Ling said politely.

polite.

You eat too, I'll treat you tonight, you ordered too much later, and I can't finish it alone.Qing Ling said.

good.Gao Yang sat down again, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: Qing Ling, if I say it wrong, please pretend that I didn't say Ah.

What?Qing Ling raised her head, her eyes slightly nervous.

I feel like you...because you are...because you are gentle.Gao Yang was simply curious: Could it be that something happened?

Qing Ling was stunned, her face turned red, and she glared fiercely: "You're so slick!"

sorry.Gao Yang hurriedly lowered his head to eat.

Haha, men really don’t have a good thing, so they want to open a dyeing shop if they give them some colors.

Sorry, sorry.The desire to survive made Gao Yang's head lower, and he almost buried it in the bowl.

Qing Ling was in a good mood tonight and was not really angry, so the two started chatting again.

Qing Ling said more than her sister, and she was more incest. She was mainly responsible for the identity of an ordinary person and talked about daily life.

For example, the hard work and boredom of sprint training; the trouble of sending a good person card every few days (there is a bit of Versailles here); some minor frictions with roommates (because of the double personality, roommates think her personality is a bit weird).

Alas.

Qing Ling sighed slightly, holding chopsticks in one hand and holding her chin in the other, staring at the steaming hot pot: Or find a boyfriend, otherwise you will be annoyed by those men.

Gao Yang, who was eating Qianbi tofu, was quite surprised and looked over: Are you serious?

Of course Ah.Qing Ling found Gao Yang smiling and frowned. Why are you laughing? Are my words funny?

no.Gao Yang waved his hand and explained: Do you know, when he was in high school, his classmates were rumoring that you were... Lily.

I'm not.Qing Ling's tone was serious, I just hated men.

Why?

Qing Ling lowered her head, stirring the chopsticks in her hand in the sauce bowl, as if he was hesitating whether to say anything.

If you don't want to say it, just forget it.Gao Yang doesn't force him.

Let me tell you, it's nothing.Qing Ling's voice was faint.