Fang Zhihan gently rubbed her head with his big palm, "Don't worry, it's just normal maintenance."
Like a frightened little animal, Yu Gangan suddenly moved away from Fang Zhihan, "Don't do anything, it will be bad if others see it."
Fang Zhihan turned around and looked. They passed a time-honored herbal tea shop. The owner was a kind old man who was smiling at him and Yu Gangan.
Yu Gangan suppressed his shyness and raised his hand to wave to the grandfather.
Fang Zhihan put his hands in his pockets and asked calmly: "Are you familiar with them?"
"I grew up here. In recent years, some shop owners have rented out their shops. In the past few years, there were no shop owners on this street that I didn't know," Yu Gangan said. Pointing to a beef noodle shop not far ahead, "Aunt Liu's noodles can be said to be the best beef noodle shop in Baiyang City."
"Then take me to try."
"No more." Originally, the neighbors were speculating about her relationship with Fang Zhihan, making all kinds of jokes and gossips. She then took Fang Zhihan to Aunt Liu's shop to eat noodles. It felt weird.
Fang Zhihan ignored her refusal and walked away.
The small shop is simply decorated but clean and tidy. On the right side is where you enter the door. On the right side is a glass cabinet with some side dishes such as braised chicken feet and braised tofu.
As soon as the shop owner Aunt Liu saw Yu Gangan, she immediately smiled and said, "Gangan is here, what do you want to eat today?"
Like other neighbors, their eyes were fixed on Fang Zhihan. He was tall, with slender legs, handsome and charming, not bad.
Fang Zhihan silently nodded politely to Aunt Liu.
Yu Gangan endured the weirdness in his heart, said hello to Aunt Liu, and then ordered two bowls of beef noodles.
"Sit down, it'll be ready soon," Aunt Liu smiled ambiguously at the two of them and went to the kitchen to make noodles herself.
After a while, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was served.
The crimson red soup and light yellow noodles are all filled with beef and red peppers. The color is attractive and the aroma is overflowing, making you salivate and whet your appetite.
Yu Gangan felt that saliva was about to come out of her mouth. She took the chopsticks and wanted to eat first, but Fang Zhihan held her hand down: "You are eating spicy food again."
"It's been almost a month. It's okay to eat some spicy food."
"No, your body has not fully recovered yet," Fang Zhihan refused to let her eat spicy food, pulled the beef noodles in front of him, and then said to Aunt Liu, "Please don't put chili pepper in the other bowl."
Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Hey, that's good."
"Beef noodles are not delicious without chili. I know my health well. I'll be fine if I eat some." When Yu Gangan spoke, his eyes were fixed on the chili on the beef noodles.
Seeing her drooling look, Fang Zhihan picked up a few noodles, a piece of beef and some chili with his chopsticks, and handed it to Yu Gangan's mouth.
Yu Gangan didn't think so at that time, he opened his mouth and ate the noodles.
While eating, I sighed that Aunt Liu's noodles are delicious. The beef is soft and flavorful, the noodles are soft and chewy, and there is a warm feeling in the stomach after eating. It is really suitable for this winter.
The next second, when she saw Fang Zhihan eating noodles directly with the chopsticks in his hand, the chewing in her mouth suddenly stopped.
Doesn't he have mysophobia
Why not use a pair of chopsticks
This is an indirect kiss! ! ! !
(End of chapter)