Quick Wear: Salted Fish anchor always eats melons on the scene

Chapter 1717: The Poor Princess Enters the Entertainment Circle

Shi Li showed off a plate of fried rice, a plate of grilled skewers, a serving of scallops, and a bucket of fruit tea at the night market.

At the end, my stomach was full and I felt satisfied both physically and mentally.

Being in such a busy city with so many people, Qi Ling was extremely alert at first. The vigilance was almost engraved in his bones, making it impossible for him to relax at all.

But Shi Li stuffed him a skewer, and then stuffed him with a lot of things one after another. Listening to the hustle and bustle around him, he gradually changed.

The air was filled with the aroma of food and oil, as well as various conversations. Everything was lively and peaceful.

There is no smoke of gunpowder, no flames of war, and no danger to life.

A human fireworks display, real and warm.

For the first time, Qi Ling clearly realized what they were trying to protect behind the actions of these people.

Looking at the lights and people in the distance, Qi Ling sighed silently as his gaze returned to the young girl who was munching on fried rice.

"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Shi Li looked up at him while eating, and seeing that he hadn't touched the skewers in his hand, she couldn't help but urge him, "Or do you not eat beef or mutton? Don't worry, although it's called mutton skewers, there probably isn't any mutton in them!"

Qi Ling: ...

While laughing, he also tried a bite.

I have never eaten food like this before. It is spicy and fragrant, with the aroma of charcoal wrapped in fat. It is a bit unusual and fresh, but not so fresh that it is inedible.

Not until he had finished eating what he had in his hand did Qi Ling realize that he hadn't enjoyed eating so much in a long time.

It seemed like every time I ate before, it was just to replenish my energy. I never thought about whether the food tasted good or not. The only thing I considered was whether the calories in the food were enough and whether I could sustain myself until the next meal.

And now, he was not actually hungry, and he didn't need to consider the calories. He just ate the food because it tasted good.

"Eat well and go home to sleep!"

Shi Li was more satisfied than him, but at least she still cared about her image and didn't burp directly. However, she also walked too much in high heels today.

Now that I’m full, I’m not as anxious to go back as when I came here. Finally, I feel that the high heels are not fitting my feet anymore.

She walked forward a few steps, stopped and looked at the shoes on her feet unhappily. She should have prepared a pair of flat shoes in the car so that she could change them at any time after the event.

Just as she was regretting her lack of consideration, Qi Ling came over. From the look on her face, he guessed what she was talking about, and took another step forward, his voice remaining unchanged.

"It's still a long way to the parking lot. Can I carry you?" He asked for her opinion instead of squatting down in front of her.

Shi Li's eyes lit up, and she pretended to be reserved and asked back, "Is this not good?"

[Stop pretending~]

[The abacus beads are falling on my face, hurry up~]

[Although, can the anchor be a little more honest???]

Qi Ling looked at her quietly, the slight expression on his face told it all. He squatted down and presented his broad back to Shi Li.

Although... Shi Li really couldn't refuse such a proposal, so she lay on him while keeping her composure.

With such a small weight, it was no different for Qi Ling than if he was carrying nothing at all, and he walked as steadily as on flat ground.

In the noisy night market, people would occasionally look at them quietly. After all, Qi Ling was so good-looking.

Shi Li realized belatedly that she was now at least an insider, so she quickly buried her face in the water, her breath inadvertently falling on Qi Ling's neck.

His steps paused slightly.

"What's wrong?" Shi Li noticed and asked in a low voice.

Qi Ling continued to walk forward, "Nothing."

When Shi Li returned home, it was already midnight.

She thought her sister should be asleep by now, so she tiptoed to open the door, only to find the living room was brightly lit.

Si Yan sat on the sofa in the living room, holding her stomach with one hand, her face pale and ugly.

"sister!"

Shi Li screamed, threw off her shoes and rushed over, "Do you have a stomachache again? Should we go to the hospital or call 120?"

That’s right, Si Yan also has the same problem as other domineering CEOs - stomachache.

It’s not serious, but if you don’t eat regularly, don’t get enough rest, or have too much emotional fluctuations, you will have stomach pain.

"I've taken some medicine and I'll be fine in a while." Si Yan waved her hand, indicating that her condition was not that serious.

Shi Li breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was indeed half a cup of warm water and medicine in front of her. She raised her head and looked under the light, and saw that the corners of Si Yan's eyes were red again.

The sister who had never cried in the original owner's memory had tears in her eyes twice in front of her.

Who the hell did this?