Chapter 10: Beauty like jade, with no restrictions on meat or vegetables

Mistaken identity? ... Is there someone as handsome as me? ... ... ... The handsome Lang's mind was racing, but he quickly dismissed the possibility. Even if one is well-endowed but not particularly bright, they shouldn't be foolish enough to approach someone without asking their name in such a public setting, right? ... ... Just as he was about to clarify, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that two men exchanging currency were both looking at him, their eyes filled with envy. ... However, what surprised Lang was that behind the two men, a hand was reaching for the handbag that the beautiful woman had just hung on the corner of the chair ... Just as he was about to clarify, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that two men exchanging currency were both looking at him, their eyes filled with envy. ... However, what surprised Lang was that behind the two men, a hand was reaching for the handbag that the beautiful woman had just hung on the corner of the chair ...

Indeed, it seems that when the handsome man is about to get angry, he inadvertently becomes a supporting actor in someone else's performance, appearing to flirt and curry favor with the beautiful woman, creating a perfect match. It feels as if they are a small couple engaged in playful banter. Without time to think, when her delicate hand touches him, the handsome man feels as if he has been struck by lightning, his entire body tingling in a way he cannot quite comprehend

The accuracy of this positioning is not to be discussed for now; in any case, Shuailang belongs to a category that is unlikely to have a connection with good fortune. Therefore, whenever I see a beautiful woman, I tend to have similar malicious speculations. After all, it has nothing to do with me, so there is no psychological pressure regardless of how I speculate.

This is unacceptable. This time, Shuai Lang must, by all means, become the hero to win the favor of the beautiful woman. However, just as he was about to speak, the sound that came out was... Hmm? ... Aow... ... Oh. ... ... His eyes were immediately covered by Xiang Yan, rendering him unable to see.

Sometimes, it seems that if you do not stir up trouble, trouble will come to you instead

Thus, Shuai Lang continued to lower his head, pretending not to see, as he tossed peanuts into his mouth.

Life goes on, and as the beautiful woman pouts and acts coy, one cannot help but think of her as a wronged woman abandoned by a heartless man. That delicate little hand affectionately caresses Shuai Lang, as if to gauge his response. Her two fingers lightly touch Shuai Lang's lips, her eyes filled with tender affection, resembling a reunion with a lover, full of unresolved past emotions and boundless shyness. ... What was Shuai Lang about to say ...? ... Oh, he didn't say anything, it's long forgotten. Her eyes filled with tender affection, resembling a reunion with a lover, full of unresolved past emotions and boundless shyness. ... What was Shuai Lang about to say ...? ... Oh, he didn't say anything, it's long forgotten.

If it is not a dream, then what could it be? ... Shai Lang stared intently at the beautiful woman who had turned around to sit down, forgetting to eat his meal, gazing blankly at the woman who had just kissed him, as if he were stunned by what was likely the first and perhaps the only romantic encounter of his life ...

With a smile, she chuckled at some hidden dark thoughts of her own. Just as she picked up a chopstick of noodles to bring to her mouth, a glance caught her attention, leaving Shuai Lang momentarily stunned. Across from him, a beautiful woman was pulling out something resembling an envelope from her bag, a thick stack... No, it was a money pouch issued by the bank, quite thick, capable of holding twenty to thirty thousand. As she took it and fiddled with it, her gaze seemed to sweep over the dazed Shuai Lang for a moment, but she paid it no mind, placing the thick money pouch in front of the two men opposite her with a smile. The two men, with their backs to Shuai Lang, examined it as if they were checking banknotes, scrutinizing it for a moment before placing it in the center of the table, seemingly confirming its authenticity. The woman appeared quite indifferent, casually putting it into her small bag, as if finding the table too cramped. Perhaps she simply did not care about such a small amount of money, as she casually hung it on the corner of the chair behind her. With a graceful gesture, she extended a beautiful finger and said something, seemingly asking the two men for something.

With a smile, seemingly reluctant and unwilling to rise, she comforted Shuai Lang. Until she returned to her original position and everything returned to normal, Shuai Lang's eyes began to fixate intensely, gripping his thigh hard to awaken from this daydream. When he gripped too hard and felt pain, he quickly released his hand, inhaling sharply.

No, absolutely not... ? ... It is very certain and extremely certain that this quality of girl probably doesn't have the ability to take someone to a hotel. Just having money to get things done doesn't mean one can throw money into that black hole, right? ... ? ... ... Once confirmed, Shuai Lang straightened his posture and looked at the woman standing joyfully in front of him. He snorted heavily, thinking to himself that although he wasn't particularly handsome, he shouldn't be teased like this. ... ... With a glare, he threw down the chopsticks, his temper about to flare up, but that beautiful girl's small hand waved and gently touched Shuai Lang's face, then she leaned in closer, playfully pouting and shyly complaining:

Do not expect this dish to be elegant; eating noodles is even more shocking. It is a local delicacy, and the people of Old Zhongzhou have a particular fondness for it. Just looking at the bowl is enough to startle you, as it is over 20 centimeters deep, with a rim larger than a person's face. A single serving tray can only hold one bowl. Regardless of where it is placed on the table, the diners receiving the bowl all wear smiles, first taking a deep whiff to indulge in the aroma, and then using large chopsticks to scoop up the noodles, which are over half a meter long and make a delightful sound as they enter the mouth. The noodles are soft, slippery, and chewy, complemented by a sip of rich, warm lamb soup, while beads of sweat, prompted by the spiciness, form on the forehead. As you eat, warmth surges through your body, invigorating your spirit; it is impossible not to feel comfortable. Looking around the hall, you see diners of all genders, each with a contented expression as they eat with chopsticks. Once they finish their bowls in a whirlwind, they lean back in their chairs, stretch their backs, wipe their mouths, and exhale a breath of warmth, feeling utterly refreshed.

Unexpectedly, it seemed that the beautiful woman was captivated by Shuai Lang's striking presence. She stared intently for a moment, as if her heart was tethered to something. With a slight shift of her foot, the chair made a creaking sound as she stood up, seemingly having seen something more important than exchanging foreign currency. Taking a few steps, she walked directly in front of Shuai Lang. Startled, he glanced behind him and saw an old man accompanied by a young girl, who did not appear to be the target of the beautiful woman. Turning back, he was taken aback; the beautiful woman was standing right in front of him, not only standing there but also wearing an expression of immense joy, as if they had just reunited after a long separation. Then, she placed her hand on Shuai Lang's shoulder and playfully reproached him with a delighted tone:

Shuailang glanced at the fashionably dressed woman and the two men in suits, secretly thinking to himself, much like the slight tinge of envy one feels upon seeing all the wealthy individuals. This place is not far from the International Grand Hotel; from the hotel entrance to here, as long as there are groups of three to five people, if they look like potential targets, the usual line is, "Hey buddy, want to exchange currency?" Whether you are exchanging foreign currency for RMB or RMB for foreign currency, these individuals are open for business, making a living by buying low and selling high to earn a profit. It is said that the seasoned players are doing quite well, and many people in Zhongzhou rely on this lifestyle to make a living. However, ordinary people, unless in urgent need, generally do not dare to engage with these individuals, as everyone knows this is a semi-exchange, semi-scam black market.

Damn, really wealthy... exchanging foreign currency.

Eating noodles, this is the feeling I desire, refreshing

Dear ... ... what are you doing here too

Indeed, when has my brother ever been so favored by beautiful women? What was initially intended to be anger suddenly turned into a mix of emotions. Having such a beautiful woman daily by my side, acting coy and delicate, is what one would truly call living.

This old Zhongzhou Hui Mian restaurant, located less than a hundred meters from the International Hotel, is much older than the hotel itself. At the very least, Shuai Lang remembers coming here with his father when he was a child. Although he does not know how long it has been around, it is certainly older than he is. After several renovations, the restaurant has become even more upscale. Upon entering, one is greeted by a hall of over one hundred square meters, with more than half of the seats occupied. Particularly at the window-side tables, which are right next to the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, one can enjoy an unobstructed view of the street scene. While savoring a bowl of old Hui Mian, one can appreciate the modern atmosphere with their eyes while indulging in traditional cuisine with their stomach, making for a truly delightful experience.

That beautiful woman came over with an even bolder approach, kissing him openly in front of everyone without any reservations. In that instant, Shuai Lang felt all his breath taken away by the rich fragrance of femininity, and all his questions were swallowed back. His eyes widened in astonishment, filled with the enchanting visage, fluttering eyelashes, and delicate skin before him. Those sensual lips pressed against him with a heavy kiss, evoking indescribable emotions. After a moment, she finally released Shuai Lang; she showed no signs of embarrassment, while he, on the other hand, felt shy. His eyes were wide open, captivated by that alluring face, fluttering eyelashes, and delicate skin. Those sensual lips pressed against him with a heavy kiss, evoking indescribable emotions. After a moment, she finally released Shuai Lang; she showed no signs of embarrassment, while he, on the other hand, felt shy.

Oh, it is the mouth being blocked, blocked by another mouth, called kissing, called a wet kiss, called smooching, whatever you want to call it, in any case, the mouth is blocked

I hate ... ... don't be angry with them ... ... you know how much I miss you since you left ... ...

Two men took out money, and after verifying it, they proceeded to exchange it... However, before the exchanged dollars reached the woman's hands, she seemed completely indifferent to the small amount of money, her eyes fixated on Shuai Lang. The taller of the two men turned back in surprise, unaware of what was happening. Shuai Lang pretended not to notice. Casually holding a large bowl, he gulped down some soup, deliberately ignoring the situation because he had enough self-awareness to know that he was certainly not handsome enough to catch a beautiful woman's attention. The woman seemed completely indifferent to the small amount of money, her eyes fixated on Shuai Lang. The taller of the two men turned back in surprise, unaware of what was happening. Shuai Lang pretended not to notice. Casually holding a large bowl, he gulped down some soup, deliberately ignoring the situation because he had enough self-awareness to know that he was certainly not handsome enough to catch a beautiful woman's attention.

After several years of struggle and hardship, Shuai Lang never doubted his own eyes. Indeed, it was foreign exchange, treating this place as a trading venue. When one of the two men fumbled to pull out a stack of dark-colored banknotes from his pocket, the sharp-eyed Shuai Lang immediately recognized them as U.S. dollars, which are smaller in denomination than the Chinese yuan, and the stack was substantial.

This is an alternative charm of Zhongzhou, a culinary delight that has captivated for decades and has nearly become the city's calling card. The boxed meal, which tastes like chewing on wax, cannot be compared to this. Shuanglang ate with audible satisfaction, occasionally gulping down a mouthful of old soup. After consuming half a bowl, fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead. He was fully focused on finishing most of the bowl, casually taking a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He let out a long breath, and even the air he exhaled felt fiery against his lips. Occasionally, he would gulp down a mouthful of old soup, and after consuming half a bowl, fine beads of sweat had already formed on his forehead. He was fully focused on finishing most of the bowl, casually taking a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He let out a long breath, and even the air he exhaled felt fiery against his lips.

Business is indeed thriving, and the entire hall is filled with the enticing aroma of delicious food, instantly awakening Shuai Lang's appetite. Upon entering, there is a bar counter where payment is collected before dining, a system in place to manage the crowd. Shuai Lang ordered a large bowl of braised noodles, a serving of cold beef, and an additional cold platter at the bar, then casually took a seat by the window. Sipping tea, the dishes arrived quickly even before the peak dining time. After a brief wait, the cold beef and cold platter were served. The beef was sliced thinly along the grain, topped with vibrant green cilantro and a mix of red and green pepper strips. At the bottom of the plate, a layer of reddish sauce floated with several large drops of oil, making it a perfect dish for indulgence. Grabbing chopsticks, he quickly picked up four or five slices and stuffed them into his mouth, the delightful combination of fragrant, spicy, and savory flavors making Shuai Lang nod in approval; the taste of the old establishment is always so authentic. While chewing, he tossed peanuts and dried tofu into his mouth at a rapid pace, accompanied by a small serving of white liquor. By the time the large bowl of braised noodles was served, he had already consumed more than half of the two plates of dishes. The sound of slurping noodles added to the scene, making his eating style rather unrefined.

Wiping the sweat from my brow, I was about to lower my head when I was unexpectedly drawn to a table a few meters diagonally across from me. There were two men with their backs to me, and facing them was a woman... another striking beauty. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, a mix of black and blonde, and her face was very fair. Although her expression was somewhat awkward, she was still a pretty girl. A casual glance at her would easily categorize her as a "good cabbage that has been pushed by a pig".

The pain in that place has confirmed that it is definitely not a daydream

A fellow bumped into the handsome man, causing him to be dazed. The beautiful woman turned around and smiled apologetically at the two men who were watching the alluring scene. However, the handsome man was foolishly staring at the bag on the chair behind the two men... Huh? How strange, that bag, the brown one, was still neatly hanging on the corner of the chair, seemingly untouched.

Shuailang was taken aback, and with a grunt, he was heavily choked by Tang, propping his neck up to look at this woman he did not recognize at all. He was dumbfounded, and the first thought that surged into his mind was: Have I been involved with this woman? Although he had taken girls to a hotel before, he had never left any debts behind

Thief! Is someone stealing this girl's belongings

Ah? ... Uh ...

Caught in the wrong place, caught between the legs, the third one and the - picture - the book leg, that area reacted more intensely than oneself, already full of fighting spirit and standing straight up

Is society regressing, and are beautiful women once again favoring the poor and working class?

Brother Qin, Brother Liu... I am sorry, I haven't seen my boyfriend for several days... It's all my fault for making him angry.

As the beauty approached, it became evident that she was truly exceptional; aside from her hairstyle, everything else was captivating. Her attire was very mainstream, and her height was impressive, so much so that one had to look up to see her properly. She was strikingly beautiful; viewed from below, her prominent nose bridge gave off a certain aura. Her complexion was exceptionally fair, even whiter than the old Zhongzhou ramen in the bowl. Shai Lang took a deep breath to steady himself, glancing sideways at the towering beauty, and realized that the most overwhelming feeling was one of pressure, as her ample curves seemed to exude an oppressive force that weighed heavily on him.

I was dazzled! ... ? ... ... Shuai Lang rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking that someone with a bag was about to raise an alarm, but it turned out to be an unnecessary worry; it seemed that it was just his own eyes playing tricks on him. Looking again at the beauty who was almost sitting diagonally on his lap, he felt completely weak and had no desire to push her off. The person right in front of him had a delicate nose, phoenix-like eyes, and an oval face that glowed with radiance. The fragrance was penetrating Shuai Lang's nostrils, and he could hardly believe it; he couldn't even believe that those seductive lips had just kissed him.

Ignoring it, Shuai Lang wiped his mouth and pretended not to see, maintaining an attitude of indifference and detachment. In the past, he was straightforward and outspoken, but after suffering countless losses, he learned to be more prudent. Whether witnessing a robbery on the street or someone vandalizing a car, or even if someone publicly harassed a woman, as long as it wasn't his wife, why should he concern himself with others' affairs? Life is so difficult these days; avoiding trouble is as good as saving oneself from it.

I..." Shai Lang pointed at the smiling beauty looking at him, just about to speak, when unexpectedly, the beauty leaned in and gave him a heavy kiss on the corner of his mouth, affectionately and intimately, drawing many envious and jealous glances from those around. In an instant, Shai Lang's face turned red, and he forgot what he wanted to say or ask. After the kiss, the beauty playfully tugged at Shai Lang's cheek, stood up, and comforted him: "... dear, wait a moment, I will come to accompany you soon..."

Regardless of whether Shuai Lang has been involved with this beautiful woman, he is indeed currently bewildered by her

Could it be that the world has changed again, and that pies no longer fall from the sky, but rather kisses do?