Good 21st century

  Afterwards, Fang Xian roughly spent 5 minutes explaining the changes of over a thousand years to Zhao Ling'er, then the two used 15 minutes discussing what to eat.

  At this time, the hotel's restaurant was already closed, and they could only go out to find a small restaurant or food stall that was open all night. Zhao Ling'er also seemed to be interested in snacks, so after tidying up their clothes, Fang Xian put 300 yuan in his pocket and strolled out with Zhao Ling'er.

  Almost at the same time, a man and a woman next door also finished their business. Fang Xian was about to walk out when he heard a familiar voice...

  "Stop seeing me off, I don't want others to see."

  "Alright, you be careful too, it's getting late. After things are settled, I'll contact you again about the payment."

  "Try to hurry up, I don't want to do it anymore."

  Fang Xian grabbed Zhao Ling'er and stood frozen at the door, it was not a good time to go out, nor was it a good time to stay inside.

  The man didn't know who it was, but this woman's voice he heard every day, absolutely Lisa Yang without a doubt.

  So late, sneaking around... paying bills... Is Lisa doing a part-time job?

  What others do is their freedom, but if you get hit by it yourself, it's no fun. This scene is too embarrassing.

  Fortunately Lisa didn't notice the strange noise next door, and walked away in her high heels, got into the elevator, and the neighbor also closed their door without sending anyone out.

  After everything was quiet, Fang Xian carefully closed the door and pulled Zhao Ling'er towards the stairs.

  Zhao Ling'er held Fang Xian's hand, not saying anything, nor asking anything. She was indeed a considerate and good girl. At this moment, Fang Xian felt a slight sense of self-reproach, almost missing out on such a wonderful experience. It turned out that being prejudiced was wrong. Who said Lin Yue'er was more lovely than Zhao Ling'er?

  Fang Xian originally wanted to slip out quietly, planning to find a decent outfit for Zhao Ling'er tomorrow and then make a showy appearance, but unfortunately, a group of African American tourists from the United States happened to be in the hotel lobby.

  Imagine a group of blacks coming to China in high spirits, and then seeing an ancient beauty at the hotel.

  The tour guide was completely unable to hold the scene together, a group of black people saw Zhao Ling'er and whistled like they had eaten crazy dog meat, muttering non-stop.

  I'm happy to translate for you!

  About the temperament of blacks, I've heard a little. If it's said that men think with their lower body, then black men are the men among men.

  The tour guide, a Chinese man, seeing things were going badly, hastily rushed over and waved his hand at Fang Xian, telling him to quickly withdraw.

  At this time, Fang Xian was indeed a little afraid of these black people. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, he met a group of black people and didn't know how to die. He pulled Zhao Ling'er and quickly walked away.

  Zhao Ling'er was unwilling: "Xian Gege, these little black devils are too unreasonable, they need to be taught a lesson."

  "Don't make trouble, two fists can't defeat four hands." Fang Xian sighed again that this wasn't Lin Yue Ru, otherwise she would have whipped him with a big whip already.

  Zhao Ling'er obediently listened and agreed to Fang Xian's request, but secretly cursed in her heart: "Hmph, today it's my brother Fang who begged for mercy, otherwise you guys would be doomed."

  Actually Fang Xian wasn't really afraid of being attacked by blacks, the heavenly dynasty is so powerful, they wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the imperial capital. What he was worried about was that if something happened, the police would come - got it, you two go back and make a record.

  Zhao Ling'er doesn't have a household registration now... With this commotion, her temper will be stirred up, and if things go wrong, she might even be locked up as a mental patient... It's not good... it's not good...

  Fang Xian only then realized that in the imperial capital, without a few friends, it's really difficult to take a step. When he was alone, it didn't matter, but now that he has a family, going out means putting on a show, and he can't let his wife suffer because of him. If something happens in the future and he still has to swallow his bitter feelings, it would be too much to bear.

  Sometimes women can be the source of a man's downfall, and sometimes they can be the driving force behind his struggle.

  "Big Brother Fang, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Ling'er saw Fang Xian's dazed and contemplative state, full of curiosity.

  "Thinking of women?" Fang Xian calmly said.

  "Is it Lin Yue Ru you were thinking of...the one you mentioned?"

  "No, no, you misunderstood. I'm very satisfied with being with you and don't have any thoughts about other women. It's just that you overturned my views on women."

  "What does it mean?"

  The two of them chatted as they strolled towards the "Midnight Food Street" not far away.

  Looking back on past events, it's really unbearable: "To be honest, I had a girlfriend before."

  Ling'er exclaimed: "Girlfriend? You... divorced him?"

  "No, no, no, this era is different, men and women can freely date, it's not that you accidentally glance at each other and have to talk about marriage."

  "What then?"

  "It's too complicated, in short, she was a lot of trouble, she almost made me lose interest in women, I once thought that women lived to annoy men to death, until I met you, I realized I was wrong." Fang Xian said, hugging Ling'er's small waist, very satisfied.

  "You're annoying too, idle brother!"

  "This doesn't count for anything, you don't understand 21st-century women."

  As they chatted, the two of them had already walked into the food street.

  The sudden appearance of the young couple immediately caught everyone's attention, making Fang Xian want to keep a low profile even more.

  Imagine taking a cosplayer dressed in ancient Chinese clothing out for a midnight snack, this is too much.

  "Ling'er, hurry up and pick a store to go into." Fang Xian urged.

  "Here it is!" Ling'er pointed at the sign "Spicy Hot Pot" and pulled Fang Xianben to walk over, skipping with excitement.

  Helpless, this is fate. This broken store, he and his ex-girlfriend have eaten here less than fifty times. Can't women in the world like something else besides hot pot?

  It's helpless to be helpless, this is Zhao Ling'er's welcoming dinner, and it still needs to satisfy her.

  After entering the store, he ignored various gazes and brought Zhao Ling'er to the ice cabinet for selecting dishes, handing her a small basket.

  "Take what you like and eat your fill!"

  Zhao Ling'er spent her days in the Water Moon Palace eating light and elegant vegetarian food. Seeing all these sparkling and colorful snacks, she got very excited, wanting this and that, even things she had never seen before. She filled a big basket to the brim with all sorts of treats.

  Fang Xian just thought she was cute and didn't stop her.

  After handing over the two boxes of food to the waiter, Fang Xian ordered another two bottles of beer and pulled Ling'er to a window seat to wait for the spicy hot pot to be served.

  Most of them have already withdrawn their gaze, which has passed its freshness period. They just think that the man has a strange hobby, letting his girlfriend cosplay outside, and they are envious, jealous and hateful.

  But a pair of eyes were fixed tightly on Fang Xian, making him feel uneasy all over.

  He suddenly turned his head and bravely faced those eyes.

  It is often said that enemies are bound to meet, and in this unpleasant place, you will inevitably encounter some unpleasant people.

  Fang Xian and a couple sitting at a table two meters away stared at each other for a long time.