MTL - My Youth Began With Him

The pudding just wants to round out the wishes of two Joe cousins ​​and take them to stay up late.

I really don't want to get into a little trouble, but sometimes, you don't get into trouble, trouble will take the initiative to provoke you.

There are a few small nets playing video nearby, and one of the little boys who is pretty good is brave enough to come up.

Looking at the pudding, laughing and asking, "Miss sister, Miss sister, can you add your WeChat?"

Not waiting for the pudding to speak, Tang Tianxuan squinted directly. "Hurry up... The most troublesome of you are the red dog with the wind... The brain is playing with the Internet. Is it your home? Going to catch everyone, you have to Don't you want Bilian?"

After being stung by Tang Tianzhen, the kid rushed to flash and looked awkward.

Joe’s group smiled. “Oh, Xiao Tang, the monk is very 6.”

"Then you see, Xiaoye, I am overbearing from a small mouth... On the street, few of them are my opponents." Tang Tianyi said, but also deliberately licked his hair.

"Okay, don't brag." I don't know who was picked up by the family in the morning." Douding laughed miserably.

"Second sister, you give me some face, don't you... so many people?" Tang Xiaoye stunned the peas.

At this time, the cooked dishes are going up to the top, and the speed of serving is called a quick.

After finishing the dishes, Xiao Huang Mao stood beside the pudding, and still did not leave, it seems to be difficult to say.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?" He found his anomaly and the pudding turned back.

"Inside... Can you buy a single order? Our boss said, this table is more expensive...in case you have no money if you finish eating..."

If the words have not been finished, the pudding will open the bag and take at least 10,000 from the inside and put it on the table.

"Is it enough?"

"Enough enough... Hey, I am embarrassed, we are also a small business." Xiao Huang Mao ran with a dollar.

"Sister, you shouldn't take so much, how much is the amount of money, so as not to black us." Douding said.

"Nothing, I will invoice for a while, the menu must be repeated." Pudding naturally does not want to spend big money.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Xiao Huangmao came back and only gave the pudding two hundred.

"Okay, beauty, this is the money to find you."

"I gave you ten thousand." Pudding pulled his face in an instant.

It’s really right to be told by Bean Ding, this kid is so dark...

"Yeah, your table is 9850, but our boss said, I will erase a fraction of you, 9800."

"Oh, is your seafood set with Phnom Penh?" Douding sneered.

"Your home, this spicy lobster, I am afraid that it is not refined, so expensive?" Joe Yuanyuan also laughed into a flower.

"You really have something expensive... seafood has always been costly." Xiao Huang Mao pleaded.

"We are not tourists, but also locals... You do this, don't you?" Qin pot looked at the little yellow hair.

"Just because you are local, I will wipe you 50 pieces. If you are a tourist, you still have no treatment."

"Oh, what do you mean, I want to thank you too." Tang Tianyi had no mood to eat, and he stood up and looked fierce.

"No, how many do you mean? Before you eat seafood, don't you know that seafood is expensive?" Xiao Huangmao is a wicked person to complain.

"Don't bother."

After the pudding finished, he got up slightly.

Then stared at Xiao Huangmao, "The menu is brought, I look at the price, right, give me an invoice."

"There is no menu, no invoices." Xiao Huang Mao answered extremely simply.

"So... you want to fight?" Joe’s hands squeezed his fists and stood up slowly.