Chapter 432: Youyou's Risky Move

More than 30 seconds later, the waiters of Xing Mansion brought over a series of painting tools such as drawing boards and easels and placed them in the corner of the box.

"How is it, Guan Gu, are the things okay?"

Mei Jia urged: "Draw quickly while you still have inspiration."

"Hehehe..."

Even though Guan Gu felt mixed emotions at this time, he had to show an ecstatic smile on the surface.

But this smile was awkward in the eyes of others.

Guan Gu gritted his teeth and said to Mei Jia word by word: "Mei Jia...Ali Gaduo."

[I'm Ali Gaduo your whole family! 】

He wanted to cry but had no tears, and he wished he could commit suicide with Mei Jia on the spot.

Guan Gu really didn't expect that his impeccable reason would be cracked by Mei Jia like this. He couldn't figure out what Mei Jia wanted to do tonight.

He even began to doubt whether Mei Jia knew that he was going to confess to You You.

Could it be that... I paid Mika less than she should, and she deliberately took this as revenge?

No way, Mika doesn't look like that kind of person.

Detective Guan Gu Shenqi was completely stunned.

Compared to Guan Gu's confusion, Youyou felt that everything that was happening now was a silver lining.

Since Guan Gu stayed, I could find a way to sneak back to the apartment!

[Meijia, I love you so much! ]

"Guan Gu, don't be so polite."

Seeing that all the painting tools were ready, Meijia hurriedly urged, "Guan Gu, what are you waiting for?"

"If you don't start painting, the food will be cold. "

"Okay, okay..."

Guan Gu, who was in a state of confusion, could only go to the corner to pick up the paintbrush and stare at the drawing board.

Drawing?

What can he draw now? Drawing an eagle catching a chick?

Just when Guan Gu was at a loss as to where to start in front of the drawing board, the fat-faced waiter came in with dishes.

"Hello everyone, this is our first dish: French kiss to seal the relationship."

The fat-faced waiter said happily: "Behind this dish is a romantic and sad love story. It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, a pig fell in love with a cow..."

Then he told everyone a bloody love story that lasted more than three minutes.

"...And so, in the end, the pig and the cow lived happily together." The fat-faced waiter said with a smile, "How about it, isn't this story very romantic and sad?"

"Uh..."

Yifei pointed to the fried pig tongue and beef tongue in front of her: "So the dish in front of us is the tongues of the two Ming Dynasty cows and pigs? ”

The fat-faced waiter smiled warmly: "Miss, you are joking, how is this possible?"

"Then what is the difference between telling this story and not telling it!"

"There is still a difference." Yu Mo smiled: "Before telling this story, a plate of fried pig tongue and beef tongue only cost thirty-eight, and after telling this story, a plate can be sold for three hundred and eighty."

Everyone was completely heartbroken when he heard this.

Fortunately, they didn't have to spend money this time, otherwise they would lose all their appetite instantly after hearing Yu Mo's truth.

"Let's not talk about this, let's eat first."

Mei Jia's eyes rolled around, and she first picked up a chopstick [tongue kiss] and handed it to Youyou's bowl.

"Thank you Mei Jia."

"Oh, it's not for you." Mei Jia poked Youyou, "Look, Guan Gu is still drawing next to him, you should go over and give him a tongue kiss."

"What?"

Youyou's pretty face suddenly flushed, and she said shyly: "Mei Jia, what nonsense are you talking about! "

This process is obviously wrong.

How can you kiss first and then confess? You should confess first and then kiss.

Youyou thought to herself, her pretty face became redder.

Meijia pursed her lips and showed a sly smile. She touched Youyou's red and hot cheeks and teased: "I asked you to give this [Kissing Love] to Guan Gu to taste. What did you think that your face would be so hot?"

"Oh~"

The box suddenly rang with everyone's booing.

Youyou realized that she was overthinking. She glared at Meijia with shame and anger.

"I won't go. Meijia, you are his life assistant. Shouldn't you go for this kind of thing?"

Meijia smiled, turned her head, and said slowly in a rogue tone.

"Oh, I'm so hungry today. I don't have time to care about Guan Gu.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. At worst, let him starve. He won't starve to death if he eats after he finishes painting. At most, he will have a stomachache.

"And I believe that except you, no one will go to bring food to Guan Gu, don't you think so?"

"Yes!"

Although everyone didn't know what Mei Jia was up to, they never missed any opportunity to have fun.

Especially when it was so fun to let Youyou give Guan Gu a tongue kiss to seal their love, how could they possibly interfere?

Yifei even joked with a smirk on her face: "Youyou, brainwork like Guan Gu's is very energy-consuming, why don't you go over and give him a tongue kiss to seal their love?"

"Hahaha..."

Everyone laughed.

"You guys!"

Youyou handed her bowl to Ziqiao: "Ziqiao, you go!"

She thought Ziqiao was her eldest nephew, and tonight he was her teammate, so it was reasonable for him to be obedient and help her out.

Unexpectedly, Qiao refused without thinking: "If I don't go, it's impossible for me to give a grown man a tongue kiss to confirm his love."

[In his inner world, Zi Qiao's lips curved into a wicked smile. 】

[I am indeed my aunt’s teammate, but I was only responsible for helping her with the confession. When will I help her deliver groceries to Guanyu? 】

[Besides, I also want to watch such a fun thing. 】

[Anyway, little aunt, you have the courage to take the initiative to confess your love. Could it be that sending a dish can really make you so shy that you dare not meet people? 】

"you!"

Seeing that Zi Qiao didn't agree, Youyou looked at Xiaoxian: "Teacher Zeng, you..."

"I won't go either."

Xiaoxian smiled mischievously: "I'm still very hungry, waiting for others to feed me."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth wide at Yifei with an extremely greasy expression.

"ah……"

"Go to hell!"

Yifei pulled out a napkin and stuffed it into Zeng Xiaoxian's bloody mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

Zeng Xiaoxian quickly spit out the tissue in his mouth.

"You two!"

Youyou stamped her feet in shame.

At this time, the fat-faced waiter came up with the dish again: "This dish is called holding the child's hand and staying with the child."

He smiled and explained: “This is carefully stewed with goose and phoenix palms. Behind this dish, there is also a romantic and sad love story.

"It is said that in the Ming Dynasty, a chicken fell in love with a goose..."

Then he told everyone a bloody love story that lasted for more than three minutes.

"...Just like that, in the end, the chicken and the goose lived happily together." The fat-faced waiter said with a smile, "How about this story? Isn't this story also very romantic and sad?"

The entire box fell into an eerie silence.

Why does this story sound so familiar?

Wan Yu couldn't help but raised her head and asked the waiter: "Excuse me, except for the main character, this story is the same as the story just now."

The fat-faced waiter smiled and explained: "Miss, you may not understand that every unhappy love has its own misfortunes, but happy love is basically the same.

"For such a romantic and sad love, it is understandable that the story content will develop the same way."

Wan Yu snorted: "In other words, any similarity is purely coincidental, right?"

The waiter nodded: "Yes."

Hearing this, Yu Mo couldn't help but complain: "Your club is also very perfunctory. You can earn us several bucks from one story. Don't be too hasty."

Before the waiter opened his mouth to explain, Meijia had already explained for him: "Oh, we are all here to serve, who is here to listen to stories?"

As she spoke, she picked up another goose claw and a chicken claw and stuffed them into Yuyou's bowl: "Yuyou, just when you go to give Guan Gu a tongue kiss to confirm your love, you can also hold your hand to stay with me.

"Hurry up, don't let him get hungry."

"I... Oops!"

Youyou stamped her feet, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and walked towards Guangu.

She couldn't really see Guangu hungry.

"Wow wow wow!!!"

The crowd started to boo again.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Youyou trotted to the corner of the box and handed Guan Gu the bowl and chopsticks in her hand.

"for you!"

"ah?"

Guangu was just staring at the drawing board in a daze, thinking about what other excuses he could use to return to the apartment. As a result, without saying a word, Youyou came over and stuffed himself with a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and the bowls were filled with food.

Faced with Yuyou's sudden feeding, he was a little at a loss.

"Thanks……"

Although Guangu didn't know what happened, he didn't reject Yuyou's kindness.

Before Guangu could say anything else, Youyou had already lowered her head and ran back.

Suddenly the booing started again.

Guangu was a little confused when he saw this.

He looked at the food in his hand and felt a little hesitant.

Normally, Guangu would never allow himself to eat while painting, but although he was holding the brush just now, his mind was not on painting at all.

Finally he put down his brush and started eating.

Well, this tastes... great!

Just as Youyou ran back despite everyone's cheers, the fat-faced waiter came again with dishes.

“This is our chef’s signature dish: affectionate Baobao.”

Everyone's eyes looked at Youyou again.

Not to mention, it was really fun to watch Yuyou deliver food to Guanyu.

Especially the flirtatious look between the two of them is so sweet.

"What!"

When Youyou saw another dish with a ridiculous name, she turned to look at the fat-faced waiter.

"Is your chef a graduate of the Chinese Department?"

"And!" Youyou asked in confusion, "Who ordered these dishes?"

Meijia whistled guiltily.

Youyou bit her red lip when she saw this. She saw that if she continued like this, not only would she be treated as amusement by everyone, but it would also delay her time to go back and arrange the confession scene. She immediately realized that she had to take action.

She clenched her fists slightly, as if she had made some determination.

It seems that now I can only take risks.

Down's acting rules: show time!

As Youyou made up her mind, her originally red face turned extremely pale in just a few seconds, and there was faint sweat on her forehead.

"ah!"

Youyou covered her stomach with a look of agony, and began to howl on the table.

"Ah! My stomach suddenly hurts!"

Beads of sweat appeared on Youyou's forehead, and her lips began to tremble due to the pain.

"It hurts so much!"

Here it comes. '

The confession will basically end tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. '