"Let’s go, let’s go, eat at, eat at. I’m putting you down now!" Song Xiaodong was about to put Qiao Yutong down on the ground, but Qiao Yutong refused to let go. Her long legs, wrapped in black stockings, dragged softly on the ground, refusing to support her body, relying entirely on her arms to hang her weight on Song Xiaodong’s neck.
"Hurry, get down and walk, I’ll open the car door!"
Qiao Yutong still didn’t move.
"Oh, Director Wu, what a coincidence?" Song Xiaodong suddenly turned around and spoke to soone else.
As soon as Qiao Yutong heard this, her body seed electrified, and in the blink of an eye, she extracted herself from Song Xiaodong’s arms and stood upright on the ground.
After steadying herself, Qiao Yutong turned around and saw no one there.
"Hahahahaha" Song Xiaodong laughed triumphantly.
"Liar, a cheat, n are all liars!" Qiao Yutong said as she got into the car.
"Hey, co and sit in the front seat!" Song Xiaodong got in the car and said to Qiao Yutong.
"Why?" Qiao Yutong asked, covering her empty stomach.
"So I can touch your thighs or sothing." Song Xiaodong winked at Qiao Yutong.
"You’re disgusting! Your brain’s full of testosterone!" Qiao Yutong extended her leg to kick the back of the seat Song Xiaodong was leaning on.
"Hey, hey, be gentle, it’s real leather. What if you make a tear?" Song Xiaodong laughed as he spoke to Qiao Yutong.
"I just trimd my nails, they’re super sharp. Want to test them on your leather seats?" Qiao Yutong extended her claws, pretending to scratch Song Xiaodong from afar.
"No, no, okay, I’ll treat you to so at, is that okay?" Song Xiaodong quickly conceded.
"No way, you wasted my whole morning. It’s only right you buy a al, not to ntion you made wait so long I almost fainted from hunger. Plus, when I’m hungry, I eat more. Eating more ans I’ll get fat, and that’s all your fault!" Qiao Yutong promptly lay down on the spacious back seat, her hair tumbling over the seats, and her feet resting directly against the car window.
"Fainting from hunger is great, then I can heheh..."
"Hehe my ass, I’ve got a gun, I’ll have you know." Qiao Yutong turned her head and glared at Song Xiaodong.
"Director Qiao, that’s not okay. Who brings a gun to a date? It’s scary. What if it accidentally goes off?" Song Xiaodong’s words carried a deeper aning.
"Who’s going to have an accidental discharge with you? I might not control myself, but can you not control yourself? With soone like you, who’s worse than a beast, like Liuxia Hui, how could it happen?" Qiao Yutong, recalling past failed attempts at intimacy, couldn’t resist mocking Song Xiaodong.
"Hey, wait a minute? Who said I was dating you? Dream on! I wouldn’t date you. If it was just a hookup, that I might consider." Qiao Yutong tilted her head sideways, smoothing her hair as her legs were still raised high, causing her skirt to flip up, revealing her leggings.
Song Xiaodong glanced at her and said to Qiao Yutong, "Director Qiao, if you wear a skirt, then just wear it, why put on leggings too? Where’s the trust between people? Do you think I would peep under your skirt?"
Hearing this, Qiao Yutong tilted her head back in her seat, noticed her skirt was flipped up, sat up quickly, and reached out to slap Song Xiaodong’s face, saying, "Turn around, drive the car, I’m really starving to death!"
"How about I take you to Doudashao for a al?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"Sure, sure!" Qiao Yutong clapped happily.
"Hey, how did you know I like this place?" Qiao Yutong curiously asked Song Xiaodong.
In his heart, Song Xiaodong thought, "How could I know, it’s just that Jie, Sijie, Yingying, Yiyi, Xianling all like it..."
But out loud, Song Xiaodong said, "I can tell people’s fortunes. I calculated it and found you have bras!"
"Say that again and I’ll cuff you!" Qiao Yutong knocked on Song Xiaodong’s head.
Chapter 1953: No One Can Eat More Than You
The two of them arrived at Doudashao.
The storefront was very simple, and the owner actively created a barbecue atmosphere. There were various types of sake displayed overhead, but it didn’t extensively use izakaya decor, keeping an overall simple style. The half-open private rooms only had entrances and exits, providing good privacy, and slippers were thoughtfully placed at the door.
Song Xiaodong and Qiao Yutong both took off their shoes and changed into slippers. Qiao Yutong’s feet, clad in black stockings, stepped into the cute yellow slippers.
"Japanese barbecue is different from Korean beef, it doesn’t aim for heavy flavors. The at isn’t marinated with various sauces before grilling, so the taste is much lighter, which I really like." Qiao Yutong sat down proudly and explained to Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong smiled wryly, having lost count of how many tis he’d co with his wives.
The owner began serving the dishes in order, starting with three appetizers: wasabi octopus, kimchi, and sliced leeks. Among them, wasabi octopus is an essential Japanese starter, with cold, silky octopus and mild wasabi perfect for pairing with alcohol.
"Director Qiao, do you have plans for this afternoon?" Song Xiaodong asked.
"Why, are you asking out?" Qiao Yutong blinked, with a bit of wasabi sauce staining her lips.
"Yes, Director Qiao, with your official duties, I wonder if you have ti?" Song Xiaodong said.
"Well, it depends on your performance." Qiao Yutong didn’t answer directly.
"This, Director Qiao, what kind of performance would you like to see from ?" Song Xiaodong’s eyes were practically oozing desire.
"What kind of thoughts do you have in your head?" Qiao Yutong gave Song Xiaodong a sidelong glance.
"I an, can Director Qiao drink?"
"I drove here..."
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