She laughed, she hadn't mean too. Out of everything that she thought he would say, Popeyes, McDonalds, Subway he gone and asked for a bowl of guoqiao mixian. How did he know about them? it came as a total surprised to her. She gave him a look over and smiled. H was full of surprises; she had not thought that he was a private investigator. He was more of a...what would she say he was? he was much more like some sort of professor at a prestigious college, may one of those hoity toity Ivy Leaugue universities she heard about and much less the hey you lost something, let's go find it kind of guy, but she was wrong in the first place, so she would just have to go with the flow on things like these.<br/><br/><br/>"If it's guoqiao mixian you want to eat I know the perfect place but you gotta trust me okau?"<br/><br/><br/>It wasn't like he had a chance, and she knew that. He was practically drooling and she was trying to hold her laughter back but she was thoroughly amused. She took him around the dig site and to the makeshift parking garage that all the dig site workers used. She had the keys to a company car in her hand since she herself had not been allowed to drive her own car. She drove very carefully and it only took about fifteen minutes from the dig site to get to the little mom and pop shop outside of the inner city. When they were near she actually parked about three blocks away and told him to get out.  They walked the rest of the way and the wait for the place was another ten to twenty minutes. By the time they were seated the place had cleared out mostly. A nice old lady came over.<br/><br/><br/>"Ayí a, qīng ní gěi wǒmen liǎng gē wǎn dé guó qiáo mǐxiàn ah?" She said  politely. (Auntie, please can we get two bowls of<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FCrossing_the_bridge_noodles&amp;hash=5f7e42d4097c0423491b61d3639eca84" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crossing_the_bridge_noodles" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">crossing the bridge noodles</a>?)<br/><br/><br/>The old lady smiled at Xiǎo Yú and then glanced over at Milo and just nodded. "Nǐmen xiǎng hē shénme a?" (What do you two want to drink?)<br/><br/><br/>Xiǎo Yú smiled, "Shuǐ hǎolè, Ayí" (Water is good, Auntie) She turned to Milo and waited for him to order his drink.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"Xiǎo'èr gěi wǒmen sì  gē wǎn dé<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2F40.media.tumblr.com%2F08128386ce314910228bde23b2a29e23%2Ftumblr_n9qkopoTvw1s6xy43o1_1280.jpg&amp;hash=0aeacde387173e39a333d986978546d8" href="http://40.media.tumblr.com/08128386ce314910228bde23b2a29e23/tumblr_n9qkopoTvw1s6xy43o1_1280.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">pí dù miàn</a>ah." (Waiter, give us four bowls of pi du noodles, a delicacy in Nanjing) Wúqíng called out as she and her brothers all sat at the stall. Tiě shǒu moved the benched out of the way for her and she smiled.<br/><br/><br/>"So why did taizi follow you home, Wúqíng?" Lengxie asked.<br/><br/><br/>"Because he likes Wúqíng meimei." Zhuīmìng answered.<br/><br/><br/>"Be quite." She snapped and then blinked hard knowing that Lengxie was watching her.<br/><br/><br/>"It's true." Zhuming insisted. "You don't like it anymore than I do Wuqing but I can see it in his attitude that he has with you."<br/><br/><br/>"I don't care." She answered. "I'm not going to see him when we get back from this case."<br/><br/><br/>"If you don't you will get shushu (uncle, referring to Zhuge Zheng Wo, their leader) will be in trouble."<br/><br/><br/>"Why must he go after shushu?" She asked, but she new the answer already. "None of this would have happened if you two would have stopped him."<br/><br/><br/>"No one asked you to be so fierce, Wuqing." Zhuiming answered. "You are so fierce I wonder if taizi likes a tiger in bed."<br/><br/><br/>"You--" Her temper flared, but girls tempered always flared when they were being poked at.<br/><br/><br/>"I'm just joking meimei." Zhuiming said immediately reaching over to rub her shoulders. "You know he would be lucky to have you."<br/><br/><br/>"I'm not meant to be locked in the palace." she sighed.<br/><br/><br/>"I don't think he could lock you in the palace even if he wanted to," Tieshou added. "You are like the swallow that fly where it wants."<br/><br/><br/>"Lengxie gege," She changed the subject, "i don't think the pearl has passed through Nanjing. We looked everywhere and I have read everyone. No one is better than me. I think this is a wild goose chase."<br/><br/><br/>"I feel that way too, Wuqing. I don't like being a lap dog."<br/><br/><br/>"You most of all." Zhuiming said smiling.<br/><br/><br/>"Zhiming." Both Wuqing and Tieshou said at the same time given him disapproving looks. Wuqing shook her head.<br/><br/><br/>"Oh come on you guys." he said, "I was just joking. We've been working all day. We need a break."<br/><br/><br/>"I just want to stay here." Wuqing sighed again.<br/><br/><br/>"Wuqing, when we get back I will go with you." Lengxie said.<br/><br/><br/>"Lengxie, don't taizi is not a friendly guy."<br/><br/><br/>Lengxie smirked. "He can bit me then."<br/><br/><br/>They all laughed knowing that Lengxie was known as Lang wangzi, he was the sole survivor of his people and consider a prince of wolves.