100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 47 A Joyful Reunion

Jin Huan got up and went to look through the French windows in the living room. Sure enough, Jian Qizhao was there.

He seemed to sense something and looked up, his eyes meeting Jin Huan's.

The little girl smiled and waved to him.

As she went to change her shoes to go downstairs, Yuan Dahai asked her with some surprise, "Master?"

"I go out for a while."

"Alright." Every expert has her reasons for doing things, so Yuan Dahai didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Although he originally had some urgent matters he wanted to discuss with Jin Huan today, it seems he will have to postpone it for now.

When Jian Qizhao saw the little girl running towards him, his mood unconsciously improved!

My heart softened unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" She stood in front of the man, looking up at him.

Jian Qizhao casually ruffled her hair: "I'll take you to eat."

"I've already eaten." Jin Huan was taken aback.

Spicy strips with steamed buns?

"Mmm!" Her eyes lit up; it looked delicious!

"I'll take you out for something nice to eat."

"KFC?" She likes these kinds of things, McDonald's, Pizza Hut, Dicos... and of course, barbecue is fine too!

Do you like hot pot?

"What is hot pot?" This is indeed a blind spot for Jin Huan.

After getting together with Ji Yan, we either ate at Western restaurants or various high-end hotels, or the food was cooked by Ji Yan himself, or Xiao Fang delivered takeout. I've never actually eaten hot pot.

Jian Qizhao didn't expect her to ask that: "Haven't you ever eaten hot pot before?"

Do young people these days really never eat hot pot?

"No, is it good?"

"good to eat."

"Is it tastier than spicy strips?"

"definitely."

"Then let's go!" Jin Huan swallowed hard.

After Jian Qizhao's all-black Cullinan was rejected, the car he just drove out was a white Bentley Mulsanne with a coffee-colored interior.

It's just average, I'd say. I neither like nor dislike it, but it looks better than the black one!

She was thinking about the so-called hot pot, and every few days she would ask, "Has it arrived yet?"

"how much longer?"

Is hot pot a pot cooked over a fire?

"Is hot pot sweet or savory?"

......

Jian Qizhao didn't find it annoying and patiently answered each question.

"Not yet."

"About ten minutes."

"It's not a pot on the fire, but it seems like a pot on the fire. I don't know how to explain it, but you'll see when you see it."

"They're usually salty, and come in tomato, mushroom, and spicy flavors..."

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He took Jin Huan to a time-honored hot pot restaurant. She glanced at it and exclaimed, "Hey, isn't this Gudong Geng?"

So that's what they call hot pot now!

She thought it was something else entirely.

This kind of food used to be eaten by ordinary people. She only tasted it by chance when she ate at a local restaurant.

But this antique soup smells so good! She could smell the aroma from the next table even across the aisle. She couldn't help but swallow, and her longing look made Jian Qizhao laugh.

A waiter came over, and Jian Qizhao handed the menu to Jin Huan so she could order.

Jin Huan said to the waiter, "I want it the same as theirs!"

"Okay." The waiter looked at her, his mind somewhat blank, and he subconsciously replied "okay," but his eyes remained fixed on her.

She's so beautiful! Jin Huan happily swung her legs. Today she was wearing a crescent-white one-shoulder dress. The dress was fitted and just reached her thighs. Her long hair was down, making her look both cute and attractive.

"Zhao Zhao," she called out to Jian Qi Zhao.

The man was taken aback; no one had ever called him that before.

"what happened?"

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