31: A midnight snack thicker than cheese

Pham Huyen My did not know that there was a saying: 'Curiosity is the beginning of falling.'

She didn't know what her curiosity would bring her, but she knew that interacting with this Dragon Country People boy was not unpleasant.

As long as Qinghe can pass the interview with the director and the financial backer tomorrow and successfully complete this advertisement,

Pham Huyen My will receive a remuneration of four billion vietnamese dong, after all, this advertisement was mainly shot for her fame.

While Pham Huyen My's thoughts were racing,

Qinghe had already ridden his bike to the intersection he had agreed upon with A Ying.

After 11:30 PM, the traffic on the road had significantly decreased, but in the streets with SPA shops and hair salons, the pedestrian flow was still considerable.

Vietnam's nightlife is basically concentrated in restaurants, bars, and hair salons.

Qinghe propped up his motorcycle on the sidewalk, scrolling through his phone and watching the likes on the 'Baguette Girl' video series continue to increase, with many likes also added to the fitness challenge videos.

In one day, the account's followers had increased by nearly 2,000, reaching 17,281 fans. It seemed that in a few days, Qinghe would be a man earning 20,000 a day.

He also wondered if there would be a chance for a lottery after the fan value exceeded 20,000.

Qinghe had thought Nguyen Thi Linh would be popular, but he hadn't expected her to be so popular.

Many comments were actually: 'UP host, go away, I only want to see my wife A Ling.'

'Third day of envying the UP host, I lost my appetite looking at the Australian lobster in front of me.'

'I have an idea...'

The internet is like this; if you don't talk big, you can't show you care.

Qinghe recalled a saying: 'Every path you long to travel will be covered in white dew every morning and night.'

Let these people talk big; anyway, all the benefits are going into his own pocket.

Qinghe thought of the rooftop garden at his home; the environment was very good, and he could take some time to film a video with A Ling there.

It would be beautiful if A Ling wore a traditional Vietnamese Ao Dai.

After the video is filmed, he and A Ling... and A Ling would embrace and sit in the pavilion, enjoying the beautiful scenery of Hoan Kiem Lake. Hmm, Qinghe could honestly guarantee to A Ying that he absolutely thought that way.

Speaking of A Ying, A Ying arrived, and he heard a sweet greeting from behind: 'Brother, sorry to make you wait.'

Qinghe turned his head and his eyes were dazzled; A Ying's outfit today was so beautiful, full of vitality.

A black vest with white trim and hot pants highlighted A Ying's graceful figure, and a faint hint of an abdominal line could be seen on her slender waist.

A Ying

To be fair, A Ling is a blossoming flower, and A Ying is already a fully bloomed flower, mature and stunning.

They are both in the best stages of their lives.

'A Ying, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that I don't want anyone else to see you.'

Qinghe jumped off the motorcycle and hugged A Ying.

A Ying had already tilted her small face slightly, waiting.

The two hugged and kissed on the street for a while before parting.

Qinghe quickly started the motorcycle, and A Ying sat behind him, happily wrapping her arms around his waist, one smooth little hand playfully sliding across Qinghe's abs.

'Brother, it's so good to be with you.' A Ying leaned her head against Qinghe's back, full of happiness.

After picking up A Ying, the two routinely went to find a place for a late-night snack.

Qinghe had done his research for tonight's outing. He rode his motorcycle and took A Ying to a seafood restaurant at the junction of Ba Dinh District and Cau Giay District.

Approaching midnight, the restaurant was still bustling with people. Tables of diners inside and outside made one forget the time.

Qinghe led A Ying to a newly cleaned spot.

'A Ying, take a look, order whatever you like.'

Qinghe directly handed the menu to A Ying.

'Okay, brother, is there anything you don't like to eat?'

A Ying took the menu and first asked Qinghe, clearly using his taste as a reference for ordering.

Qinghe stroked A Ying's beautiful hair: 'Order what you like first, and I'll add a few more after you're done.'

A Ying ordered six grilled cheese oysters, a cold jellyfish salad, and four bottles of beer.

Qinghe chuckled when he saw it: 'A Ying really loves to drink.'

'Brother, work is hard, so it's comfortable to drink a little and then sleep.'

A Ying made a cute sleeping gesture. Although she looked mature and beautiful, she was, after all, just a sophomore university student, and her personality still had innocent and lively elements.

Qinghe took the menu and ordered the restaurant's signature stir-fried squid, then a steamed pipa shrimp and a fried shrimp spring roll. After looking it over, he also ordered a Vietnamese-style sugarcane shrimp and finally added a stir-fried razor clams.

These are all high-quality proteins and go very well with drinks.

'Brother, you ordered too much, we can't finish it.'

A Ying watched Qinghe order several dishes, and, worried about waste, she advised him with a hint of concern.

'A Ying, your man can eat a lot.' Qinghe smiled and handed the menu to the waiter taking the order.

Not long after, the cold jellyfish salad and iced beer were brought out first.

A Ying used the opener to open the beer and poured full glasses for Qinghe and herself.

'Brother, let's drink.' A Ying raised her glass and clinked it with Qinghe's, then tilted her head back and gulped down the entire glass of beer.

'Burp~' A Ying covered her mouth shyly and let out a loud burp.

That girlish demeanor made Qinghe's lips curl into a smile. Perhaps because their relationship had changed, A Ying now seemed more relaxed in front of him.

He also tilted his head back and poured the entire glass of iced beer down his throat. A coolness spread from his throat to his stomach, and he too let out a burp without concealment.

The heat in his stomach was carried away, making him feel much cooler.

'Brother, open your mouth.'

A chopstick full of jellyfish salad was fed into Qinghe's mouth; food fed into one's mouth always tastes different.

Qinghe grabbed the beer bottle and refilled their glasses.

The fried shrimp spring rolls and sugarcane shrimp came first.

The Vietnamese way of eating sugarcane shrimp was indeed a bit strange; pork and shrimp meat are minced together, then wrapped around a split sugarcane stick and fried.

The sweetness of the sugarcane permeated the meatball, and the fresh sweetness of the sugarcane mixed with the savory sweetness of the shrimp, plus being fried crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, Qinghe found the taste very good.

Besides shrimp, the fried spring rolls also contained many vegetables wrapped inside. Compared to spring rolls with soft rice paper, Qinghe still preferred the fried version, simply because it was more fragrant and delicious even without dipping sauce.

The soul dipping sauces in Vietnam are generally a bit too sour, and Dragon Country People people eating this every day can easily get sensitive teeth.

So, most of the time, Qinghe would choose to add some bird's eye chilies to neutralize this sour and less spicy diet.

As the subsequent dishes were served, A Ying had moved from the opposite side to sit next to Qinghe. The two were like a couple in love, feeding each other and sharing a stir-fried squid.

Anyway, there was no one else around, so they freely showed their affection.

Unconsciously, they had already drunk two more bottles of beer.

The grilled cheese oysters were the last to be served, with golden cheese covering the entire oyster underneath.

'Brother, hurry and try this, I heard cheese with oysters is delicious.'

A Ying used chopsticks to pick up an oyster covered in cheese and fed it to Qinghe's mouth.

Qinghe directly took a bite, then fed half of it into A Ying's mouth.

A Ying was more uninhibited than the shy A Ling, not caring about the glances of others while being affectionate in public.

Her eyes were now only on Qinghe.

Anyway, this late-night snack was richer than cheese; if they weren't out in public, A Ying would have surely 'glazed' Qinghe's thighs.

When it was time to pay the bill, A Ying was about to pull out money again, really about to pull out money.

Qinghe firmly held her back.

This meal cost 620,000 vietnamese dong. The most expensive item was the steamed pipa shrimp, a plate of palm-sized large shrimp costing 220,000 vietnamese dong.

As the two got up to get on the motorcycle, A Ying leaned close to Qinghe's ear and whispered, 'Brother, stay at my place tonight. We can make some noise and bother my roommates.'

Qinghe's eyes lit up immediately; A Ying actually liked that kind of mood.