Superstar's CEO Boyfriend [Entertainment Circle]

The cicadas outside the window kept ringing, disturbing one's sleep. Jing Yang, who had just finished the live broadcast, was too lazy to dry his hair after taking a shower, so he sat on the bed and stared at his phone for a while.

Suddenly he felt very hungry.

The takeaway I ordered at night was still on the coffee table in the living room. It was Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl. Today, the chef of that restaurant didn’t know how to cook the dish. It was because he was not hungry at all at the time, because it was very late to eat supper with Wang Rui and the others last night, so he didn't get up until after twelve o'clock today, and didn't eat until two o'clock, so that he had no appetite at 05:30.

But now suddenly very hungry.

Jing Yang frowned and struggled for a while, thinking: Let's order takeaway, change to another store.

Open the mobile phone delivery software, it seems that I don’t know which one to eat, I’m tired of eating, and I’m not interested.

"Annoyance, I don't want to try the new store randomly, and there is no comment. If it doesn't taste good, it will waste his waiting time."

"Forget it, let's go out and eat."

Jingyang scratched his hair, it was still wet, he hadn't blown it just now, and it won't be dry for a while.

do not care.

He casually put on a short-sleeved shirt, put on his pants, and went out.

It's already past nine o'clock, what else is open?

While Jingyang was thinking about this question, the elevator arrived.

***

The community he lived in was in the busiest part of the city center. The restaurants around the community were the ones he usually ordered takeaways from, and most of them were closed, so he decided to drive to a farther place to look for them.

The city center at night is still brightly lit, with flashing neon lights everywhere, and the night view here is also a great sight.

Jing Yang walked around the two blocks, almost all of them were clothing stores, beauty and styling shops only saw a few noodle shops, and he didn't want to eat noodles.

"I don't believe it anymore, I have to eat it today."

Although he doesn't know what he wants to eat, this is the most helpless thing.

Fifteen minutes later, Jing Yang stopped helplessly on the side of the road and turned on the navigation on his mobile phone. He didn't expect that he would get lost after going around.

It's really a disadvantage of not going out for too long, but fortunately, the map navigation is very convenient.

He looked at the cold street outside the window, so quiet that he wanted to smoke.So he opened the car window and lit a cigarette.

Holding the cigarette in his right hand, he stretched it out of the window, taking a puff from time to time, feeling very comfortable.

The night wind blew his half-dry hair very comfortably, and he even suddenly wanted to get out of the car for a walk.

But forget it, he is still hungry, let's continue looking for food.

He pinched out the cigarette and threw it in the ashtray of the car. Just as he was about to start the car, he suddenly smelled the smell of food.

Jing Yang opened the car door and got out of the car, the scent became more intense, he ran a few steps in that direction, and saw a food stall and an old woman at the corner of the street.

This scent seems to be delicious.

Jing Yang swallowed, and his stomach growled twice.

"Okay, I'll just eat this." Jing Yang muttered to himself.

He walked over quickly and saw all kinds of food on the small stalls.

When I got closer, I saw a sign standing next to it, which said: All kinds of fried skewers, two yuan a skewer, there is a square table and chairs and two chairs in the corner, and one person is already seated.

The man turned his back to Jing Yang, wearing an expensive suit, Jing Yang recognized the brand, and he had several suits of this brand, and this man seemed to be wearing high-end suits.

Surprisingly, there was someone who came out to look for food so late by himself, and was dressed so... so formally.

Jing Yang couldn't help feeling that he wasn't so independent anymore.

"Young man, take what you eat." The old woman said with a smile.

Jing Yang looked around and picked up a skewer of meat, "What is this?"

The old lady said: "This is tender meat slices."

"Two skewers of this, one skewer of tofu and leek rolls, two skewers of squid, five skewers of chicken crispy bones, two skewers of bone and meat, grandma, is that sweet potato?"

"Yes."

"That also needs a bunch."

"Okay, you can sit there and wait, it will be fine soon."

Jing Yang nodded, walked to the square table and pulled the chair back out to sit down.

There were a few used wooden skewers on the table, and a plate of hot fried skewers.

It was only after Jingyang sat down that he saw his face clearly, even though it was just a profile, it was enough to make people admire.

For almost a moment, Jing Yang felt as if he had traveled through time and saw characters in ancient novels, with outstanding temperament, cold face, and a cold aura exuding from his body, but it made him want to get closer.

Aware of Jing Yang's gaze, he turned his head to look at Jing Yang, his eyes were clear and deep, and Jing Yang couldn't look away.

He suddenly thought of a word to describe this refined man.

Zhuo Qinglian is not a monster, it can be seen from a distance but not played with.

Like the snow lotus on the top of the iceberg, but the indistinct attraction made Jing Yang's throat dry.

Mr. Suit and him stared at each other for a long time, in fact, Jing Yang didn't know how long, it just felt like a long time.

He nodded politely at Jingyang, but didn't speak.

Jing Yang also nodded, at this time the old grandma brought the food he ordered just now.

"There is sauce on the table, you can dip it in spicy sauce, don't dip it too much, just dip it once for each skewer, and this chili oil is very spicy." The old lady smiled very kindly.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, please use it slowly."

Jing Yang took a piece of paper from the paper box on the table and wiped his hands, then picked up a skewer of meat and put it in his mouth.

His eyes lit up, delicious.

This taste is so soft and soft, no wonder it is called tender meat slices. The dough wrapped on the surface of the meat slices is very uniform and very thin.

Perhaps his expression was too obvious.

Mr. Suit looked at him and asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

"Well, it's delicious."

"Is this your first time eating here?"

Jing Yang nodded, "Yes, I came out to wander around when I was suddenly hungry, I didn't expect to find this place."

Mr. Suit's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth lifted up, and his expression softened a lot. He pointed to a string of fish on his plate, "This is also delicious, try it."

He handed the skewer of fish to Jing Yang, Jing Yang froze for a moment before taking it.

Jing Yang took a bite and exclaimed, "Mmm! It's delicious."

This kind of fish has no spines, and after dipping in the sauce, the taste is doubled, very sweet and delicious.

"I've never eaten something like this before, because I don't think it's healthy. But today, for some reason, I suddenly smelled the aroma when I was passing by. It may be because I didn't have dinner, so I suddenly wanted to eat it."

Jing Yang also thought it was a coincidence, and smiled, "Maybe it's fate, to be able to eat such delicious food at night, I think I should be able to sleep well."

"may be."

Jing Yang quickly finished the food on the table, he put down the last wooden stick, looked up to the old grandma and said, "Grandma, please bring me five more skewers of tender meat, three skewers of the fish that this gentleman ate, sweet potatoes and eggplants, thank you .”

"Okay, come right away." The old lady was obviously very happy.

After Jing Yang finished speaking, he felt that Mr. Suit was looking at him, thinking that it was because he ate too much, so he smiled a little embarrassedly, "I didn't eat dinner, I'm a little hungry."

Mr. Suit was stunned for a moment and said, "I didn't mean that."

"Oh, do you still eat?"

He was already full, but looking at Jing Yang, thinking about it, he turned to the old grandma and said, "Please give me five more skewers of tender meat."

"You like to eat that too, I think it's delicious." He smiled brightly, his eyes were brighter than the stars tonight, "Grandma, do you have a drink here?"

"Yes, there are Sprite and Coke."

"Give me a can of Sprite, is there ice?"

"Yes, wait a moment."

After Jing Yang finished ordering, he said to Mr. Suit, "Do you want something to drink?"

"no need."

"Aren't you thirsty after eating so much?"

"A bottle of tea, please."

The old woman responded, "Okay."

Jing Yang was dressed simply, and there was no one else at night, so his movements were very casual. After the grandma brought the Sprite over, he opened it and took a sip.

The ice was so exciting, he hissed and said, "Excellent."

He fumbled in his pocket, took out the cigarette case, took two out of it, and handed one to Mr. Suit.

"No thanks, I don't smoke."

Jing Yang shrugged, "Okay."

He lowered his head and lit the cigarette, taking a puff skillfully.

Amidst the smog, Jing Yang showed an expression of comfort and enjoyment, his brows and eyes were stretched, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Suit stared at him for a while, his eyes were particularly deep, his lips moved, and he silently recited a few words of Qingxin Sutra.