Chapter 2132 Young Master Tang's Birthday Banquet (10)

"Take a bite first, and help me taste the taste...I will decide whether to eat it or not."

"So...you haven't eaten this damn thing yet?" Tang Chuan felt like he was going to collapse.

"Hmm." Qin Ning nodded.

"The inner one... can I not eat it?" Tang Chuan had never eaten it, but he felt as disgusted as poop when he smelled it.

"Okay, then let's go back to our respective homes and find our mothers..." After speaking, Qin Ning deliberately turned around to leave.

"Hey...don't mind, we have something to discuss..." Tang Chuan stopped Qin Ning excitedly.

"So, do you want to eat?"

Tang Chuan lowered his head, remained silent for five seconds, and finally showed an expression of resignation to death.

"To eat..."

"Well, so hurry up and eat while it's hot."

With tears in his eyes and eyes closed, Tang Chuan finally opened his mouth wide and ate a piece of stinky tofu in one bite.

It is not so much to eat as to swallow.

When Tang Chuan was eating, Qin Ning was still urging, "Hurry up, eat big, eat more..."

"another one……"

Instigated by Qin Ning, Tang Chuan ate three stinky tofu in one go.

Then Tang Chuan looked at Qin Ning with tears in his eyes, "Grandma, it's okay, I've eaten three..."

"Okay, is it delicious?" Qin Ning looked excited.

"Well, it's delicious... you can eat one."

Tang Chuan threw mines Yes, pass the stinky tofu to Qin Ning.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ning said, "Since you like to eat, then you can eat it up...I won't eat it, I'll eat something else..."

After finishing speaking, Qin Ning turned around...

Tang Chuan, who was holding the stinky tofu, was left alone in the wind.

At this time, our Lord Tang still has the mind to post on Moments...

He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of stinky tofu to his Moments.

Write—Nimma, who told me who invented this ghost thing, come out, I promise not to kill him.

"Haha, Master Tang, have you eaten? Is it delicious?"

"Young Master Tang, you are on Chang'an Street. I am also nearby. Please meet me by chance."

"Young Master Tang, are you with your sister? You don't call us when you go to Chang'an Street, hum..."

Master Su's comments are the worst...

He said——Tang Xiaochuan, you are not allowed to come to my house for the next week, stay away from me, it stinks.

Master Su is disgusted by all kinds of...

Looking at these funny comments, Tang Chuan also wanted to cry without tears.

Qin Ning actually planned to trick Tang Chuan, but later found that he had gone too far.

Because Tang Chuan has been vomiting, it seems that he really can't stand the smell.

In the end, in order to make up for his trauma, Qin Ning found a barbecue restaurant.

I sat down with Tang Chuan, ordered some skewers, and drank some beer.

"It was a bit of a joke just now, I apologize to you... Then I invite you to eat skewers and drink beer."

"Drinking beer, you can have this, how is your drinking capacity?" Tang Chuan asked with a smile.

"General..." Qin Ning replied.

"How much is it usually?" Tang Chuan was curious.

Qin Ning stretched out an index finger...

"It's only one bottle? Alright...then let's drink slowly..."

Drinking beer and eating skewers is a great hobby of northerners, whether it is winter or summer, it is suitable for all ages.

Tang Chuan and Qin Ning sat face to face, and when they ate the skewers, the unhappiness just now was forgotten.

"I said... are you really leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes……"

"What if, what if, I mean, what if the plane is delayed...what if it can't fly? Will you still leave?" Tang Chuan asked.

"If it's because of the weather or something, there's no other way, then we can only wait..." Qin Ning replied quietly.

"But...how, you don't want to blow up the plane, do you?" Qin Ning looked at Tang Chuan mysteriously and asked.