After Han Cheng left, Subei poured three more glasses of wine to shock him. When he became drunk, he became more courageous. Isn’t it just going to the hospital for a stomach wash? What a big deal, for (爱i)(情qing), she did it!

However, after waiting for half an hour, the man arrived late and brought up a plate of fried chicken and rice cake hot pot. Subei, who had sobered up, couldn't help but feel a little confused...

Fu Yunshang looked at Subei who had been swallowing his saliva, smiled and pushed the fried chicken in front of Subei, "Are you hungry? Have a taste of it." After a long time, he was really nervous.

His mother's taste is too heavy, and I don't know if Subei can eat it.

"Uh...Actually, I'm not too hungry, so let's wait until it's cold before eating... Hehehehehe..." Subei stretched out **** without a trace, pressed them to the plate, and gently moved to the opposite side. The direction of Yunshang shifted.

"Fried chicken must be eaten (hot r　) before it is delicious." Then he pushed the fried chicken back.

Subei choked silently for a while and picked up the chopsticks under Fu Yunshang's expectant eyes, held his breath, and slowly stretched out the tip of the chopsticks towards the fried chicken. Suddenly, the chopsticks stopped at 0.001 distance from the fried chicken. No, she was sober. It is impossible to do anything that will harm the spleen and stomach (qingqing).

He took a deep breath and buckled his chopsticks on the table with a smile on his face, "Well... as the saying goes, it’s a good thing to say, a hundred years of cultivation have been on the same boat, a thousand years of cultivation have shared a sleep together, one (day ri) couple hundred (日 ri) Hmm, why is it too anxious to be at the same root, I heard Big Brother Han say...Um!"

Subei just finished talking about the okay thing in the front, and when it was about to come to the point, the man suddenly caught a piece of rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

After the rice cakes were imported, her first thought was, it's over! Stomach lavage!

But after a few seconds, when the sweet and spicy taste came from the taste buds, her eyes lit up suddenly, and the look in Fu Yunshang's eyes suddenly became admired.

It's delicious!

It is definitely the best rice cake slice she has ever eaten!

Brother Han made her play deliberately!

"Is it delicious?" Fu Yunshang stretched out his hand to help her wipe the soup from the corners of her lips, and asked with a smile in his eyes.

"It's delicious! It's especially delicious. This should be the best and most authentic rice cake hot pot I've ever eaten!" Subei picked up his chopsticks again, and gave a thumbs up to Fu Yunshang, and said big piece Duoji. .

Hearing the undisguised praise from Subei, Fu Yunshang seldom pursed his lower lip shyly, "It's fine if you like it."

Subei is almost wagging her tail. There is a boyfriend who can be seen in the kitchen under the hall. It feels great. When it's over, she really wants to abduct a man to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate now...

Fu Yunshang sat opposite and watched Subei eating quietly. A woman was not elegant in eating, but she was not rude. She closed her mouth when she was chewing, but because there was too much food in her mouth, The cheeks bulge slightly, and the cheeks are wriggling, like a little squirrel eating, but it is tight.

Soon the nian gao hot pot was cleaned by Subei, and then she extended her paw to the fried chicken, which she refused at the beginning. It was absolutely delicious compared to nothing wrong with it. For the rice cake hot pot, the outer layer of fried chicken is not very crispy, but the ((肉rou)rou) inside is still tender and tasty. In short, Fu Yunshang is quite satisfied with this level of cooking skills!

Northern Jiangsu was completely silent in the food, and all kinds of troubles about the winning rate of the z-home competition, the quota problem, and all kinds of troubles were all left behind by her, and even at a certain moment, she felt that even if she lost, it was nothing, and everything was fine. She has time to rely on the Su family!

Han Cheng has just received a table of new guests ordering food, with an apron in his hand, and when he hurried into the kitchen to prepare food, he stopped abruptly at the door, his pupils dilated, his mouth slightly opened, and his face was inconceivable. , Here... is this still his (gangan) clean and cozy little kitchen? !

The ground is full of egg whites and bread crumbs, all kinds of dishes and bowls are broken all over the floor, and the pot, stove and kitchen counter are even more messy and unsightly. What is especially hateful is the Garfield apron that his wife personally sewed for him, which he did not want to wear once. , Even folded neatly, packed in a transparent bag, placed on the top of the cabinet for fear of being misused, and now it is good, it is completely invisible to the original appearance, and the big lapel is full of sauce! The most annoying thing is... Fu Yun used it for commercial use, and it became dirty, and he threw his Garfield into the trash can!

Han Cheng's blood pressure rushed upwards, anger burned from his neck to his forehead, and finally ‘　! With a sound of ’blasted a mushroom cloud above her head, she was going to (kill sha) that brat!

Han Cheng picked up a pan and roared fiercely, "Fu Yunshang! If I don't clean up you today, brat, you don't know why the flowers are so red!"

Hearing Han Cheng's voice, Fu Yunshang was taken aback, his face (color) dignified and took Subei's hand, "Quickly go."

"Eh-wait, my fried chicken!" Subei picked up the fried chicken on the table, saw Han Cheng waving the pan and rushing towards them (kill sha), his eyes widened and took a cold breath. Annoyed, I am so busy that I am very busy ⊥ Responsibility br/>

Subei and Fu Yunshang were young and well-developed motor cells. Han Cheng, an elderly half-hundred man, was panting after chasing a street. He couldn't straighten his waist. He had to pinch his waist and curse a few words before he squatted. (身sh　n) son, stepped back to the store.

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In twilight (color) quadruples, the sky is a little bit sporadic.

Running profusely, Su Beiping was lying on the seat, looking at the bright stars in the night sky through the skylight.

Recalling the appearance of the two people just fleeing, Subei was a little bit uncomfortable (forbidden to jin).

She had never thought that Fu Yunshang would actually be the kind of person who took her to escape after doing something wrong (qingqing), but fortunately, she ran fast, otherwise she had a hunch that Brother Han would definitely do it. Hit people.

Well, she was really curious about what Fu Yunshang had put into other people's kitchens.

Subei stretched out, bent his eyes and looked at the scenery (color) outside the skylight, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, I haven't looked at the night sky so quietly in a long time... By the way, you used to come to Brother Han often. Is it in your shop? I think your nian gao hot pot is super authentic. It’s not a stolen art, right?"

"Fu Yunshang?" Without waiting for the man's answer, Subei called his name in confusion and turned his head, only to find that the man did not know when he had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Under the starlight, the man’s facial features are distinct and deep, and his long eyelashes cast a light (yin) shadow on the side of the nose, Ying's nose, and the (thin bao) lips with some cherry powder (color) slightly pressed. In a thin line, even when he is asleep, the man Zhou (body sh　n) still haunts the indifferent breath that no one else should enter.

The shirt’s neckline was slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone. Downward, the man’s slender hands folded on his lower abdomen. Subei’s gaze stopped on the white jade finger that he was wearing on the man’s left thumb. It was the first time for her to see a man's finger on a man's hand in many days. The style of the finger is very beautiful. The flower-shaped pattern carved on it is peculiar. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t find it, because the pattern seems to be carved on the inner wall. ,

In her cognition, in ancient times, only high-ranking officials and emperors like to wear this kind of finger, but in modern times, it seems that only elderly people born in 60, 70, and 80 like it, but at this time, she thinks she should not see it in the future. As long as anyone can wear the finger as good-looking as this person, the white jade finger with different emerald green (color) and black-brown (color) is easier to control, and its color (body sh　n) is very delicate (body sh　n). Color), people who need slender fingers, good-looking joints, and fair skin, Fu Yunshang, his skin (color) is a bit more white than this white jade pull finger, under the moonlight, pull the finger back (she sh　) The bright light, the man’s fingers are radiant and smooth...

Subei felt that God was too partial (爱　i) to this man, not only gave him a handsome and extraordinary face, but also perfected him in all aspects.

Subei knelt on the passenger seat, holding his face, and sighing with both hands facing Fu Yunshang, when an abrupt bell sounded suddenly, and Subei was taken aback. If you let a man until she was facing him Hand committing a nympho, is it worth it?

Suddenly straightened up (body sh　n), but forgot that she was in the car, and hit the skylight above with a'　——' on top of her head. Subei hugged her head with both hands, like a gopher, and immediately retracted her head. .

When Fu Yunshang opened his eyes, he saw Subei shrunk into a small ball, facing some indescribable part of him...