On the road, Wen Qianqian said self-consciously, "Today is so dangerous, if I hit someone, I will be in trouble. I still have to be careful when driving in the future."

Mu Siye listened quietly.

"The house is already ready. Miss Tang will be satisfied if she sees it, and I will be able to report to Si Lang. If he finds out, he should be happy too. What do you think?"

Mu Siye glanced at her and saw her dancing happily.

"You care so much about the attitude of the fourth child?" Mu Siye asked.

"Huh?" Wen Qianqian looked at him suspiciously, "Don't you care?"

He naturally cared about his own brother, but as long as he cared about this kind of caring, it was enough.

"You said that Ms. Tang may be the one who will influence Si Lang's future. Then I must pay attention to it. Ms. Tang is related to whether Si Lang can live a good life in the future. If this is the case, we can rest assured, aren't we?"

Wen Qianqian asked with a simple face.

"Um."

Listening to her simple words, Mu Siye felt that he was somewhat of a villain.

"By the way, what did you ask me to say?" Wen Qianqian asked.

"The third child is going to Yan's house for dinner in the evening, and we will accompany him to pick out gifts in the afternoon."

"Has the Yan family accepted Sishen?" Wen Qianqian asked with surprise.

"That's right."

Wen Qianqian clapped her hands happily, "That's really great!"

Mu Siye looked at her, she was really happy for every member of his family.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"not yet."

"I'll take you to dinner."

"Front."

"What?"

"Let's eat in front. Don't we have to go to Sishen after eating? Just eat something simple. We will accompany Sishen to pick out the presents, and we will go to pick up Tiantian's in the evening."

"Um."

Mu Siye parked his luxury car in front of a food stall selling cold noodles.

"Hi lady boss, please bring me a small serving of cold noodles with more spice." After she finished ordering, she asked him again, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No."

"Well…"

Wen Qianqian was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that Mu Siye didn't eat.

"Then do you eat this?"

Mu Siye sat on a small bench set up by the roadside, "Eat."

"Miss Boss, add another large portion."

"Do you eat spicy food?"

"eat."

"Add more spicy, and add another sausage."

"Okay, seventeen dollars in total."

"OK."

Wen Qianqian paid, and she took a small bench and sat down. Mu Siye was sitting upright. Obviously, this was his first time eating at a roadside stall.

Wen Qianqian approached him and whispered, "Mr. Mu, you don't have to sit so straight."

Mu Siye looked at her suspiciously. At this moment, he looked at the proprietress, who was looking at him with a half-smile.

He seemed to be sitting ridiculously.

Mu Siye gave a dry cough, and he bent down to prevent himself from looking so upright.

"Cold noodles are here."

At this time, the proprietress brought two bowls of noodles, one big and one small, and there was a grilled sausage in the big bowl.

Two cold noodles, with a layer of attractive red oil on top, paired with shredded cucumber and homemade sauerkraut, it tastes hot and sour and cool, it is extremely refreshing.

Wen Qianqian took her own bowl, "I'll eat first."

She stirred it with chopsticks, picked up half of the noodles and half of the cucumber, and ate it in her mouth, "This is the taste! You have to taste it!"

Although the roadside stalls are simple, they do

The food that comes out is simple yet delicious.

Mu Siye took the chopsticks, he picked up a piece of sauerkraut, tasted it was sour, crunchy, and slightly sweet.

"Let me tell you, homemade sauerkraut is the exclusive secret recipe of every cold noodle shop. As long as the sauerkraut is delicious, it means that this cold noodle shop can't go wrong." Wen Qianqian explained to Mu Siye thoughtfully.

"How do you know so much?"

"Because when I was in college, I often ate cold noodles near the school. It's hot and sour. It's my favorite. Eat that sausage quickly, it won't taste good after a while." Wen Qianqian anxiously Urge him, enjoy the delicious food, be sure to pay attention to the time, it will not taste good after the fire.

"Am I a child? You still add root sausage to me?"

"Hey, I'm afraid you won't be full."

Mu Siye gave her the grilled sausage, "It's been a hard morning today, you can eat it."

"Try it too. Look, the sausage casing is roasted and bursting. It must be very delicious!" Wen Qianqian is like a motivated salesman.

"Take a bite first."

"OK."

Wen Qianqian picked up the grilled sausage and took a bite, then the juice exploded.

"Wow!"

When you eat it in your mouth, it is really delicious.

Wen Qianqian ate with satisfaction while wiping the corners of her mouth.

Seeing her eating so well, before Wen Qianqian let him go, Mu Siye picked it up from her chopsticks, and took a bite along the place where she had bitten.

The taste is really good, full of oil and crisp.

"Is it delicious? Is it delicious?" Wen Qianqian couldn't help asking.

Mu Siye nodded.

"Listen to me, you're right, huh?"

When Wen Qianqian was talking proudly, Mu Siye brought the remaining half of the sausage to her mouth.

"You...you don't want to eat?" Wen Qianqian finished speaking, but her eyes were on the sausage.

"you eat."

Wen Qianqian opened her mouth after eating, and said embarrassedly after she ate, "Look, I bought it for you, but I ate it all."

"The noodles are delicious, this is enough for me."

"Is it delicious? I knew you would like it."

Seeing Mu Siye eating noodles, Wen Qianqian felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

It's hard to explain the feeling, but Mu Siye can eat a few hundred yuan of fried rice and also eat an eight yuan of cold noodles, which makes her feel very comfortable.

He didn't dislike her.

Mu Siye ate with big mouthfuls, and imitated her appearance and took a sip of the soup. It was sweet and sour, and it was really good, but his was too spicy.

"Cough...cough..." Mu Siye choked on the second sip.

"Cough...cough..."

"Miss Boss, quickly bring a bottle of water!"

"coming!"

Wen Qianqian opened the water bottle, hurriedly came to him, and patted him on the back, "Quick, drink some water, press it down."

Mu Siye coughed until the tips of his ears turned red. It seemed that he was really choking. He drank two mouthfuls of cold water to suppress the choking.

Wen Qianqian took the paper and quickly wiped his saliva and snot from his nose so that he didn't look so embarrassed.

"How is it? Are you feeling better?"

Mu Siye took the water bottle and took another two sips of water. He nodded.

Wen Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, just now he was coughing so scary, his nose and tears came out, presumably he had never eaten like this before.

Wen Qianqian took the initiative to hold his hand, "Are you feeling better?" She shook his hand lightly.

Mu Siye looked at her and coughed lightly, "It's okay."

Wen Qianqian held his hand tightly.

hands, flattened his mouth, and did not speak.

Mu Siye smiled and patted her hand, "Are you scared?"

Wen Qianqian nodded repeatedly, she had never seen Mu Siye like this.

When he donated his liver to the child before, his health was particularly bad during that time, and she got into trouble with him again, and she didn't care about him. Later, I found out from Uncle Song that he recovered after two years of nourishing his body.

Inexplicably, Wen Qianqian felt sorry for him.

Mu Siye laughed, and held her hand behind his back, "Okay, let's go."

"Um."

After such a small episode, Wen Qianqian also became considerate, and they became much closer.

The proprietress looked at them, as if they were knocking on cp, and they were in their forties, smiling like they had eaten honey, "This young man is so beautiful, it makes me happy to look at."

A minute later, the car turned back, and Wen Qianqian ran over with a face full of apology, "Miss Boss, I'm sorry, I forgot to pay for the water."

Wen Qianqian took the mobile phone to scan the code, and the proprietress said, "It's okay, I'll give you a drink."

"I pay I pay."

This small business can't make a lot of money selling noodles.

After paying the money, Wen Qianqian said, "Goodbye, lady boss." After she finished speaking, she trotted all the way back into the car.

The proprietress said with emotion, "When I was young, if I was as sweet as this little girl, would my husband find someone more handsome?"

**

The apartment of Mu Sishen and Yan Xuewei.

After returning from the hospital yesterday, Mu Sishen took Yan Xuewei back to the apartment where they lived together.

After they separated, the room was vacant, and God Mu Si never came back to live in it except to find someone to clean it every month.

Fast forward now, four years.

When they came back here, both of them couldn't help being silent.

The furnishings in the house are still arranged according to Yan Xuewei's preferences back then, nothing has changed.

"How long has this house been empty?"

Although God Mu Si had been looking for someone to clean it all the time, he had someone clean it again when he just returned to China. Because he hadn't lived for a long time, there was a smell of life in the house that hadn't been lived for a long time.

"After we separated, I never lived."

Yan Xuewei looked at him, "You really are afraid of being lonely, this place really looks like a place where we stole love."

Yan Xuewei said teasingly.

She made her way to the bedroom, and the **** Musi followed her.

"I'm not here anymore, and neither are you. You are really ruthless."

This little thing is hurting him again.

God Mu Si put his arms around her directly behind her back.

"We'll live here from now on, don't you smell something? You're not here, you're dead."

His big hand was on her chest, his chin rested on her shoulder, and his tone was coquettish and dependent.

"I don't want to live. I used to live here, and I was your underground lover. What? Now I'm still your underground lover?"

Hearing this, God Mu Si thought she was angry, so he pressed her shoulder tightly and made her face to face with him.

"how come?"

Yan Xuewei tilted her head, "Why not? We used to be like this. If you want to go to bed, you ask me to come here. If you don't want to, you don't see me once in ten days and half a month."

"..."

It's broken, and it's time to turn over old accounts. His bad things can't bear to be turned over like this.

What is he going to do?

What should I do if the off-site finder provides emergency assistance? ? ?

PS, okay, let's go to lunch, what are you going to eat? I eat cold noodles