Report to the president, your actor has run away again

The night in Tongcheng is never quiet. The colorful neon lights are intertwined and flickering, reflecting the noisy voices of people and cars, which is more lively than the daytime.

Tang Ruan was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, showing thin white arms, and the brim of a baseball cap was pulled low. The disposable mask covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of star-like eyes.

At the entrance of the Royal Grand Hotel, there was already a person waiting there.

Looking at the tall man in a tender pink sportswear, Tang Ruan sighed deeply.

It's not terrible to be fussy, what's terrible is to be fussy late at night. 2

"Here?" Meng Lang put away his phone. Except for his flamboyant suit, his equipment was similar to Tang Ruan's.

"Yeah." Tang Ruan put his hands in his pockets and looked at him.

The two looked at each other for a moment in front of the Royal Hotel, then smiled and turned into the small alley next to them. 3

After passing a small bar, two small hotels, and three sex shops, they arrived at their destination. 4

——Grandma Wang Mala Tang. 2

Meng Lang clasped Tang Ruan's shoulders in a coquettish manner, and couldn't help pinching his upturned buttocks, "Let's go, brother treats you to a six-yuan Mala Tang." 4

The small shop has a small facade, and upon entering the house, a burst of hot aroma hits the face in an instant.Tang Ruan sniffed greedily. After staying abroad for so long, this was what she was thinking about.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, it was the peak time in the store, and a dozen or so small tables were packed to the brim, and there was no place to sit down for a while.

"Ah Lang is here," an old woman in an apron came over with a bowl of Mala Tang, and greeted them with a smile, "I brought friends, come here, grandma will take you inside!"

Tang Ruan stared at the bowl of noodles in her mother-in-law's hand the whole time, and almost knocked her head on the door frame.