Chapter 10: The Second Hot Search on Weibo 2 (1/2)

Chapter 10: The Second Hot Search on Weibo (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

In this balcony, everyone had their own intentions, trying to enlarge their connections, only Yu Qinghuan was left in a corner digging his food. He even didn't notice someone sat next to him.

That person had a large scarf on his face. It seemed he sneaked in without being noticed. Even if someone noticed him, one would only take him as a nonsignificant cameo role judging from the way he acted.

Yu Qinghuan caught a glimpse of him while digging his food. At this time, that person had already taken off his big scarf, exposing a beautiful but effeminate face.

Kind of familiar. Yu Qinghuan thought for a second but didn't recall his name. So he lowered his head and kept digging his food.

Anyway he was not his type. So he didn't care who he was.

Zhao Qingyuan thought this newcomer was different from others. Only he sat there chowing down, quite unlike others. Besides, he was sure he saw him right in his eyes, but he looked unperturbed at all.

”But shouldn't he stand up with reverence and awe and immediately come to say hi and ask whether I would like to eat some food?” Zhao Qingyuan thought to himself.

Zhao Qingyuan decided to show his posture as the best actor winner to teach this young man a lesson. But the next second, he saw that newcomer picked up a big piece of honeycomb tripes with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. The way he ate was quite graceful and prissy, but somehow, it could arouse one's appetite.

Zhao Qingyuan rubbed his belly and also felt a little hungry now. This newcomer was satan!

”Is it delicious?” Being neglected for too long, he was even no better than a dish of honeycomb tripes, which made Zhao Qingyuan a little frustrated. So he could only move his ass and pick up a talk with Yu Qinghuan.

”Sure.” answered Yu Qinghuan without even raising his head.

Zhao Qingyuan, ”…”

”Why is this newbie such a maverick?”

Zhao Qingyuan thought, at this moment, only one sentence would exactly describe his present mood: Great! Young man, you've successfully attracted my attention.

While he was still thinking, Yu Qinghuan pushed that plate of honeycomb tripes to his side, ”Eat.”

His tone was like he was talking to a cat or a dog that came for some food.

Zhao Qingyuan, ”…”

”Never mind. I should fill my belly first.”

So another person joined the 'chowing down' team.

Both Yu Qinghuan and Zhao Qingyuan were big eaters. Soon they had almost finished those dishes on their side. Meanwhile, the two of them became foodie friends without even knowing each other's name.

”Durian layer cake is also quite tasty.” Yu Qinghuan said to Zhao Qingyuan, ”Really. Try it.”

Zhao Qingyuan immediately turned his head, with all disliking written on his face, ”I'm not into durian.”

”Durian is good.” Yu Qinghuan sighed and shook his head, ”That's your loss.”