At around 1 a.m., Mi Li, who was almost smoking when she sang her throat, finally felt that even if she was chasing a man, she had to slowly draw her. Her voice seemed to be her biggest bargaining chip to attract male gods, and she had to protect and make good use of it.

When she walked out of the elevator, her ears became much quieter, and it suddenly made people feel a little unreal. Mi Li touched her ears, and Qi Yin discovered her small movements. She smiled and put down her hand, trying to make herself look more dignified.

"I'll take you back?" Qi Yin used a question. In fact, if Mi Li said she wanted to go back by herself at this moment, he would agree.

Mi Li touched her stomach and suggested, "I feel a little hungry when singing. I know there is a good late-night snack. Let's go pick a few strings before going back?"

Qi Yin wanted to refuse, but then he remembered that he had been a free listener for a long time. He should give the lady some face in terms of emotion and reason, so he nodded.

He wanted to walk towards the car, but Mi Li reached out and grabbed him: "Hey, you just drank beer, driving is like drunk driving."

"It's just a few bottles of beer, it doesn't matter." She pulled his arm, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"That's not true. It's so dangerous." Mi Li pulled him away, "Not far away, walk over to dissipate the smell of alcohol, and drink a drink later. If you come back, you'll be almost done."

The girl looked thin and very strong. Qi Yin remembered that she was blocking her last time and then kicked her out with force. She subconsciously followed her, her eyes fell on her thin spine, and she couldn't help asking: "Have the wound on her back healed?"

Mi Li looked back and said, her expression was like Dalala: "It's almost done, by the way, there's no scar on your forehead. Tsk, it would be a pity if you disfigure your appearance. I have to blame myself for the rest of my life."

Qi Yin took the opportunity to pull back his hand and touched the faint scar hidden by his hair: "It's okay, it's almost done." You Dun said that scars are medals for men. Well, it seems a bit embarrassing to say that they were smashed by a woman with a kettle when she said it.

Why do you think of that boy You Dun again?

"Let me give you an ointment, which is a scar removal method. It is said that the effect is very good...ah, the product of the beauty salon run by Tong Luo and his boss is pure natural and natural extraction."

"It seems there is one at home." Tong Luo was a souvenir at that time and gave it to Shen Yuan and their brothers who were not her boyfriend, but the big men at home were not so particular, and they all used the original ones.

"Yes, it's very useful, it's even better than some international brands." Mi Li looked like she met a confidant. In fact, there was one thing she hadn't said yet, that is, Qiuse's price is more affordable than international brands.

The two of them talked casually, and before they knew it, they walked into the alleys lined up in the middle of the city building. Qi Yin discovered that Mi Li was a very talkative person. She didn't say a few words along the way, and she didn't seem to let the two have a chance to have a cold show between them and was messing around.

But it seems that he is not tired of it.

"Here." Mi Li suddenly pulled his arm again and pointed his hand at the corner. It was a single room along the street. Maybe it was night. No one checked it. A small shed was built outside, with six or seven small square tables inside. It was already midnight, but it was quite lively, with smoke rising from the cooking stove, and three or five tables of people drinking and chatting, which made the quiet night more popular.

After Mi Li introduced him to him, she pulled him forward and walked quickly, and asked him what he liked to eat or avoided food as he walked.

He is as good as Brother Qi's words, so he naturally says whatever he wants.

So Mi Li was not polite at all, so she walked into the small shed and instructed Qi Yin to occupy a quiet throne in the corner, and then jumped in and ordered dishes with the boss at the top of her voice.

Qi Yin looked at the gray plastic stool and the oily small table. After a while, he couldn't help but reach out and pull the rough tissue on the table and wipe it carefully, then sat down carefully.

Before Mi Li came out, he looked up at the other table. One table was a middle-aged couple wearing pajamas. It was probably a nearby resident who was hungry to fill his stomach. The other table was four young people. Seeing them talking and bragging with their tongues, they should have drunk a lot. The second table was two middle-aged people, who looked like they were in their forties or fifties, and they were cheering while raising wine. There were various emotions between their eyebrows.

A small place is convenient for all kinds of worldly things. Qi Yin felt that something was released in his heart, and it seemed that he had some kind of inexplicable enlightenment.

It seemed as if it had been high in the clouds, and suddenly I was down-to-earth and touched the earthly atmosphere.

After ordering the dishes, Mi Li came out and took two sets of tableware that needed to be bought for money. When she was inside, she took Qi Yin's actions into consideration and cursed herself about Ma Daha. She finally got the opportunity, but she didn't know how to give a good impression. She was so stupid and brought people to this place.

Others may not think that things you like are good.

What's more, there is a world of difference between them. In her opinion, the best thing may be worthless in his eyes.

Mi Li wiped the table again with a wet tissue and smiled: "Are you not used to this place? Sorry, why don't you do this? You can sit for a while and we pack the things immediately. I'll take you to a 24-hour restaurant on the next two streets, which is cleaner and cleaner."

Is it too late to say this now? If it were Shen Yuan, he might pat his butt and leave. As for Qi Yin, he would not embarrass people. "No, it's pretty good, I have to change my taste occasionally." What I thought was that everyone else could eat, so he should be able to do it, and he should not have diarrhea.

Mi Li breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Qi Yin's open-minded look, so she took it for granted that he really thought so, so she smiled and recommended: "It has been open for more than ten years and is very famous on local forums. If you come before eleven o'clock, you probably won't be able to find a seat. I used to..."

In the past, I often came to eat with Zhou Dawei. Mili swallowed this sentence back.

At that time, he was working and she was working. He didn't have a band yet and she didn't enter the entertainment industry. He helped other companies deliver goods and worked as a waiter in the restaurant. After a busy day, he waited for her to get off work at 10 o'clock. They got together and ate a few hot skewers. The two young people from the same village met and smiled carefreely, and found the feeling of relying on each other here.

But, I can never go back.

Mi Li was a little sad. Qi Yin didn't know if he wanted to comfort him. At this moment, the boss walked over with two large plates and put them on the dining table. They were two piles of fragrant strings.

Grilled lamb kebab with chicken wings and grilled chicken hearts with rice cakes with sausages and grilled vegetarian chicken...and even grilled garlic and grilled leeks.

"Boss, let's have a few bottles of Wanglaoji!" Mi Li shouted, and in an instant it seemed that she had forgotten the loss just now.

Qi Yin was a little doubtful that his stomach and intestines could withstand the surface that seemed to be covered with some dark food (or was burnt? Cumin powder? Black pepper?) As he watched in a tangled manner, Mi Li had already enthusiastically handed him a skewer of mutton skewers: "Eat, the signature of this restaurant is mutton skewers, and the meat is fresh every day."

To be honest, the grilled was really good. The fragrance was approaching and it made people's index fingers stimulating. Qi Yin continued to stare at the white meat separated by the browned skewers. Then Mi Li said while skewers horizontally, she was speechless: "Eat, it's delicious only when you are fat and thin, trust me."

They are all friends who have lived a life, so this trust should be given, right? Qi Yin simply didn't think about it anymore, imitated Mi Li and tore off one piece at a time.

The taste is slightly spicy, neither greasy nor stinky, tender and delicious. Qi Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Mi Li's happy eating, and smiled slightly, and quickly solved this one.

Mi Li ate the lips so oily. She just put down one and picked up another one. While eating, she didn't forget to joke: "How is it, it tastes good, right? Hehe, according to me, what kind of so-called delicacies in those star-rated restaurants, where are there delicious street snacks?"

Qi Yin does not agree with this sentence. The delicious Michelin restaurant tastes very good. However, considering Mili's identity, he may have fewer opportunities to contact him.

Not exposing or speaking out is also a kind of respect for others.

Qi Yin nodded: "It is indeed more flavorful than many hotel dishes."

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Hahaha I have the urge to finish their story one night.
Chapter completed!