Quick Transmigration System: Pounce on Male Gods Which Family’s Stronger

"I look pretty good!"

"You turn left while driving, and then turn again, let's go to that house for dinner!" Yan Shengyi's expression on his face was very strange.

Bu Qingge pursed his lips and didn't speak. He drove the car to the shop very obediently.

Compared with the first store, the layout of this store can be described by the word "shabby".

However, she hasn't entered the store yet, and the scent in the store is tangy, filling her nerves.

"Good fragrance!" Bu Qingge's eyes widened in an instant, and he looked at the Qing Jun man next to him unbelievably.

Does he like to eat this kind of thing?

Why is all the light food in her investigation, there is no such thing as spicy.

This house, the house is full of spicy taste, this spicy but very attractive, people instantly appetite.

Bu Qingge pulled his clothes a little, but still couldn't help saying: "Are you sure you want to eat at this restaurant?"

The noisy atmosphere in the shop is completely different from Yan Shengyi's whole body. It can be described as out of place.

Yan Shengyi is not like someone who comes to eat at this shop!

"Aren't you ordering takeaway today?" The take-out brother holding an iron box in the shop with a white towel on his head still didn't let the sweat off him...

Yan Shengyi nodded: "Same as before, for two people!"

When the take-out brother heard it, he shouted into it, and then took his own things and left.

Standing next to Bu Qingge, she felt as if she had discovered this man's secret.

However, just thinking...

Eating a bit of spicy food can not only eliminate sweat from the body, but also decompress. Yan Shengyi likes to eat it, and it is not unreasonable.

Yan Shengyi doesn't despise the layout of this shop, and how far away is the shop she loves most from her investigation.

He was still very contented to sit in a chair, just like ordinary people, he picked up two pairs of chopsticks, raised his eyes and saw that he was still standing at the door, the whole person was stunned and sang.

"Don't you want to eat lunch?"

Bu Qingge recovered, and then nodded, no doubt there was him.

"Don't you like spicy food?"

"No!"

Bu Qingge walked a few steps, came to the position, and took over the chopsticks he handed over.

Holding the place where he just pinched the chopsticks, there was still a faint temperature.

"Still think this shop is bad?"

Bu Qingge instantly became silent.

She doesn't think this store is bad.

It's just that the style of this shop is different from Yan Shengyi.

Such words, if the two of them are unfamiliar, what they say will naturally make people feel uncomfortable.

"Do you think I don't look like someone who eats this kind of thing? In your heart, do I eat Western food every day, drink red wine every day, do not eat fireworks on earth, don't know the sufferings on earth?" Yan Shengyi raised his mouth. Smile, all eyes are relieved.

For the first time, he brought people here to eat.

Maybe it was because he saw the relationship between Bu Qingge and that shop before, so he subconsciously didn't like it!

Spreading on the Internet, he likes restaurants with a quiet style, likes Western food, likes red wine, and likes to experience life...

In fact, this is not the case at all!

Compared to the Western restaurant that represents Yongronghuagui, he is more fond of hot pot restaurants and roasted vegetables. Compared to exquisite steaks, Yan Shengyi prefers to eat pork belly and sauce beef. Compared to red wine, he likes to eat Erguotou...