100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 554 Visiting the Golden Gate

Mingjia Ye: ...? What does "just do your best" mean?

The stall owner had no idea about the story behind the mala tang; all he heard was the young girl telling this well-dressed man to just do his best.

What does it mean to just do your best?

If a man can't even afford a 10-yuan serving of spicy hot pot, he can't be that stingy.

"Young lady, I'll make you something that costs 15 yuan, or I can treat you to it!"

The way they applied those eye drops makes it seem like they've etched the words "Mingjia Ye stingy" onto their faces!

Mingjia, with a sullen face, took out his phone and scanned the QR code on the stall to pay thirty yuan! "Ding-dong! 30 yuan received via WeChat!"

The loud sound of payment being processed seemed to be announcing something…

The little girl burst out laughing on the spot.

The small tables around the stall owner were all occupied, leaving them nowhere to sit. Every now and then, one or two seats would become available, but that was only because people would bring their small bowls to the cart to add sesame paste or chili sauce for seasoning.

The two stood by the roadside, and she used a bamboo skewer to poke and eat a small oil bubble.

"Uncle Ming, this is delicious, you should try it."

She blew on it twice to cool it down before putting it to the man's lips.

He took a bite, and the taste was indeed quite unique.

"How about it?"

"not bad."

Jin Huan didn't necessarily want others to agree with her. She had lived for too long and tasted countless delicacies. Having grown accustomed to rare and exquisite foods, she was indeed not interested in ordinary cooking.

It's not just about filling your stomach, but about getting a taste. These days, she loves eating at those lively street stalls with a strong sense of local life.

Mingjia always left some things unsaid.

Okay, pretty good, not bad, alright...

In the end, they were all vague words; she hadn't seen him express any clear liking for anything yet!

"Uncle Ming, what's your favorite food?"

eat?

He doesn't have a strong appetite and doesn't seem to have any particular favorites, but of course, he's not picky about food.

"There's nothing I particularly like to eat."

"That's great! From now on, I can buy whatever I like to eat, and you can like whatever I like!"

She seems happy every day. She's happy when she eats, happy when she sees beautiful scenery, and happy when she receives lovely little gifts.

Even now, when she talks about the future, about what she will do later, or about what she likes, her eyes and brows are full of smiles, which always makes people feel happy.

He reached out and gently smoothed her playful, fluttering sideburns.

She smiled and said, "Okay."

I like whatever you like.

......

After returning home, retired cadres always take a shower first.

Jin Huan, holding a bowl of shaved ice, changed the channel and half-nested on the low-legged daybed by the window to watch.

He showered quickly; she had just finished her bowl of shaved ice when he opened the bathroom door.

The bathrobe was worn neatly, oh, even the belt was tied into a tight bow. Tsk…

Jin Huan raised an eyebrow, put down the empty bowl without lingering, and went into the bathroom with her cartoon pajamas.

She didn't know how long other girls would take a shower, but Shen Jinhuan wouldn't leave the bathroom for less than an hour!

You need to wash your hair twice, then apply a hair mask, and shower two or three times, once to scrub off any dirt that isn't there, once to apply a body scrub, and only on the last step do you use body wash.

After coming out, brush your teeth, wash your face, and blow-dry your hair, then apply toner, lotion, serum, and face cream.

Not a single step is omitted!

Shen Jinhuan's beauty is innate, but she still enjoys persisting in these small steps. How to put it, the process of becoming more refined makes her feel happy!

So, an hour later, Mingjia was holding a soft, smooth, and fragrant little girl in his arms!

His palm, through her pajamas, was slightly hot and alluring. He mischievously pressed his hand against her lower back, pushing it in with force.

Jin Huan trembled sensitively, and immediately blushed as she tried to get down, but her waist was firmly restrained by him, preventing her from doing so.

"What are you hiding from?"

"itch."

When a man looks down at someone, the invisible pressure he exudes is both tense and exciting, and his slow tone of voice sends chills down your spine.

"Didn't you eat my 30-yuan spicy hot pot?"