No wonder the clear noodle soup tastes so good. Just smelling it makes you appetite.

In Feng Qing'er's impression, this fast food restaurant does not have take-out food!

The important thing is that the bowl will not be sold either.

When Feng Qing'er was confused, Li Yong came up with an idea: "When the noodles are cold, you can eat it with your hands!"

"Bah, how can anyone eat noodles with their hands?" Feng Qing'er was extremely angry. What a shameless idea.

A beautiful girl needs to be elegant, decent, quiet, virtuous, and gentle. How can she grab noodles with her hands and stuff them into her mouth? If word of this spreads, how can she go out?

"Why not? The ancients all ate with their hands. Aren't beef and mutton both eaten with hands? It's normal to eat with hands when there are no chopsticks!"

While explaining, Li Yong pointed at Feng Qing'er's hand and continued: "However, there is nail polish on your fingernails. The artificial pigments in the nail polish are toxic and harmful to the human body! You can't eat it with your hands.

For hygiene, you should use mine, I can grab the noodles and put them in your mouth."

"If you think the noodles are too long, I can break them with my fingers and feed you bit by bit."
Chapter completed!