Zhao Qingluo slapped his hand away in anger. Yue Tingcheng's words could not help but make people feel that this was a stingy man.

It was just the meaning in his words that made Zhao Qingluo feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

So the young master of MK who looks glamorous on the surface is actually not able to do what ordinary people can do simply, three meals a day, eat well, and nourish the stomach.

"Don't you rich people have no worries about food and drink? Why do you still make your stomach look like this?"

Zhao Qingluo was still stubborn. She just wanted to show concern, but was afraid that the words she continued to ask sounded pretentious. So she mocked the other party first.

Anyway, he is also a shameless person. For himself, he never seems to have taken his ridicule seriously.

Yue Tingcheng paused, but did not answer Zhao Qingluo's question.

Zhao Qingluo thought to herself if she had said something wrong, but after thinking about it, he didn't care much about what he said than this ugly thing. But since he didn't answer, he wouldn't ask.

"When I signed a marriage contract before, I thought that you were innocent after all, and I tried not to involve you in some complicated things. But now it seems that I can no longer fulfill my original promise, but I will protect you well, don't worry."

It would be fine if he didn't answer, but he answered like this. Zhao Qingluo looked at him blankly, "Which pot is this, which pot is not opened?"

Moreover, he only asked a small question, but why did he answer so seriously? The most important thing is that he still doesn't understand at all.

But thinking about it, Yue Tingcheng is indeed a bit nervous these days. He no longer looks as if he was in front of him before, and he will always be calm.

These days, he is either very angry or jealous or possessive and has to take care of everything.

By the way, with the situation last night, there was another sudden illness and my stomach was not good. But speaking of it, I didn’t know about his bad stomach before.

But thinking about it, maybe it was because Yue Tingcheng was deliberately angry, otherwise he had never seen him have stomach problems because he had not eaten.

The two of them said this together, which was considered to be the dinner place they had chosen in Yuetingcheng.

After Zhao Qingluo got off the car, she looked at the commercial street that was not very familiar to her.

Looking around, according to the usual habits of Yuetingcheng, he would definitely not have eaten in such a messy pedestrian street.

In addition, after looking around, I couldn't find any star-rated hotels, which made Zhao Qingluo a little confused.

"I know you're going to the villa later, so I'll take you there. We'll go home directly after that, is there no problem?"

After Yue Tingcheng locked the car, he spoke on his own, as if he had not noticed Zhao Qingluo's doubts at all.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Since this man likes to answer malfunctions, I learned from him. I don’t want to answer him, and now this question doesn’t make much sense. I just want him to answer his inner questions.

Yue Tingcheng looked up at Zhao Qingluo, as if she felt like she was a little stupid, then raised his eyebrows: "Come for dinner, otherwise why can you come here?"

Well, Zhao Qingluo didn't mind where to eat. Thinking about the beginning of her business, she had never eaten at any roadside stall, but she still couldn't believe that Yue Tingcheng would actually come to a place like this in the village for dinner.

I think that when I come to this kind of commercial street that ordinary people love, Yuetingcheng should not even be able to visit.

"Did you work overtime? Why are you in a daze?"

When Zhao Qingluo heard the other party calling him, he didn't continue asking, because he could see that the other party seemed to be trying to keep him deliberately.

I didn't want to fall into his trap. I cooperated with his constant asking, otherwise I would be a little stupid.

But seeing Zhao Qingluo not asking questions, Yue Tingcheng immediately took her hand, and even stretched out his fingers to knock her forehead while saying this, acting very close.

Zhao Qingluo really began to doubt whether he had taken the wrong medicine in the hospital. Anyway, she just felt a little uncomfortable.

Although Yue Tingcheng seems to have a bad taste when he is with him, that is, love suddenly shows a very loving look. Sometimes he has to show it to outsiders.

But Zhao Qingluo always feels that he seems to be more and more at ease now when he "shows his love" like this.

Anyway, the eldest young master doesn't care, so why should I be petty about where to eat? So Zhao Qingluo is not worried about this issue.

However, Yue Tingcheng did not choose some popular fast food restaurants that you can see everywhere now, but instead pulled Zhao Qingluo into an old street that had been covered by tall buildings.

Although the old street still looks like some people, it is too depressing compared to the commercial street in front.

When he arrived at a shop, Yue Tingcheng finally stopped. Zhao Qingluo looked up in confusion and looked at the dinner place in front of him who was "fortunate" to be chosen by this picky young master Yue.

The signboard is already very old and is hard to see nowadays. The signboard with handwritten brush calligraphy is a porridge shop.

As the color is getting late today, there are three or four guests scattered in the porridge shop, and two red lanterns are hung in front of the door, which makes Zhao Qingluo feel that the picture looks quite healing.

So I never thought that this place was a place like Yue Tingcheng who knew about iceberg faces.

"Don't tell me that you are a regular customer of this porridge shop."

If Yue Tingcheng really answered like this, Zhao Qingluo would have doubted whether he wrote the script in advance and deliberately brought himself to perform a play.

But unexpectedly, Yue Tingcheng felt that it was strange that he asked this.

"Otherwise? Do you think I found such an old store by opening it by myself? Neither of us has eaten well these days, so don't just eat big fish and meat, drink some porridge."

After saying that, Yue Ting let go of Zhao Qingluo's hand and walked in on his own.

It seems that this porridge shop is run by an old couple, but they both look almost in their sixties or seventies.

At this time, Zhao Qing thought of her grandmother. When she was at home, she would cook porridge for herself.

Especially when I stay up late and work overtime until dawn, it is really a happy thing to drink a bowl of hot porridge cooked by my grandma for breakfast.

Later, for various reasons, my grandmother offered to go to a nursing home, so she hadn't eaten what my grandmother made for a long time.

Now that I think about it, I really miss it. The taste is incomparable to all restaurants.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingluo felt her nose a little sour, but this time was not a pretentious time.

Zhao Qingluo looked at the familiar conversation between Yue Tingcheng and the boss, and was a little suspicious of the series for a while. Is this person still the Yue Tingcheng he knows?

I originally thought he should have grown up with a golden spoon in his mouth. He has been pampering since childhood and has no worries about food and drink. Everything he uses is the top in the world and is also a famous brand that many poor families may never know in their lifetime.

But during this period, I seem to have seen him many faces. But this is the first time I have seen such an abnormal side, or a very rare side.

Zhao Qingluo knew that Yue Tingcheng would tell him everything if he had anything he wanted to tell him.

If he doesn't want to say it, he is not the kind of person who breaks the casserole and asks the truth, and he doesn't listen to gossip, so since he doesn't say anything, he doesn't want to ask more.

But I couldn't help but feel that Yue Tingcheng still has many faces, and I have never seen them before.

So although I have been with him for more than half a year in the name of husband and wife, I still don’t seem to know him.

And I think that for the past six months, I have been bullying him a lot of times, and now I see him sitting in such an ordinary porridge shop.

If it weren't for the high-end custom-made clothes he was wearing, he would never show his identity as a young master MK, Zhao Qingluo would have thought that he was just an ordinary person passing by here.

Zhao Qingluo felt that she had thought too much tonight, so she should not have any psychological burden, but she was just having dinner. Since she was here to drink porridge, she should make herself warmer.

After walking into the porridge shop, Zhao Qingluo listened to Yue Tingcheng chatting with the boss, but he didn't expect that he would have such a talkative side. Listening to the content of their conversation, the boss was obviously very familiar with him.

"Do you think I'll see that one day I'll see that I'm like this?"

Originally, Zhao Qingluo thought that if he didn't ask, he wouldn't say anything. But after the boss's wife brought them hot porridge, Yue Tingcheng asked this question.

"Neither of us really know each other, it is reasonable that you have other unknown faces, and have you never seen me look a lot?"

Yue Tingcheng seemed very satisfied with Zhao Qingluo's answer, and nodded slightly. The two of them quietly started dinner time.

But at this time, Zhao Qing looked at Yue Tingcheng in front of him. How could he look even more "behaved" than himself when he was drinking porridge?

"Drinking more porridge is also good for your stomach."

Looking at Yue Tingcheng like this "behaved" Zhao Qingluo spoke in a strange way.

When the other party looked up and looked at her, she hurriedly buried her head and continued to drink porridge.

Zhao Qingluo didn't know what she looked at Yue Tingcheng just now, she only knew that maybe she was not as sharp and mean as usual.

In fact, there was something called warmth in her eyes at this moment, but she didn't want to be seen by Yue Tingcheng in this way.

"Actually, my mother would often bring me here when she was a child."

Yue Tingcheng suddenly said this, which surprised Zhao Qingluo a little. But when he heard him suddenly mention his past, Zhao Qingluo was also searching in his memory, as if he had never heard him mention the past.
Chapter completed!