Chapter 131 San Ye: The old man with hypocrisy and naive (2 more)

  Qiao Xiyan heard the name Sanshu, and raised his eyebrows. Why did the two people get so close after a night.

  Fu Shen raised his hand and flicked his trouser legs. No wonder she emphasized to herself last night that she should not threaten her with this thing anymore. She dare to dig a hole for him.

  I'm not very young, and I am very vindictive.

  "Since we are all down, let's eat quickly." Uncle Nian greeted several people to the table.

  There are a few sesame sesame biscuits, sugar pancakes, and bowls of tofu nao on the table.

   "You came here last time, and the breakfast you went out late and late. These are the characteristics of Beijing. You can try it earlier." Uncle Nian stood by, waiting for Josie to comment.

  Morning tea is popular in Wusun area. The meals are exquisite, which is quite different from that of Beijing. He took a spoon and scooped some tofu brains, which was tender and smooth, white as jade, and tender as fat.

   "It's delicious."

   "Then you can eat more." Uncle Nian wiped his hands and walked aside.

  Song Fengwan kept lowering his head and biting the sesame seed cake, and he was so upset that he wanted to fly, too beautiful to be desired.

  The revenge of last night was finally reported.

   "San Ye, the gas is full." Qian Jiang quickly walked into the house and handed the car key to Fu Shen.

  Fu Shen pushed the key to Qiao Xiyan, "When are you leaving? I will send someone to drive you?"

   Yu Guang glanced at Song Fengwan, girl film, turn around to clean up you.

   "Cousin, where are you going." Song Fengwan pretended not to know that he was going out.

   "Go to the north, buy jade wool, and come back in the evening."

   "I will go with you."

  Fu Shen lowered his head and drank tofu brain, his expression unclear.

  "Not studying today?"

  "Don't you always let me combine work and rest. I have no mood to study today. I will come back to paint at night." Song Fengwan pretended to be pitiful.

  Joy Xiyan thought about what happened in the remedial class, knowing she was wronged and uncomfortable.

   "And I haven't seen you for a long time. I want to stay with you. If you are not happy, just forget it."

  Josie Yan felt at ease when he heard this, and did not hurt her in vain, "Pack things, and leave after eating."

"okay."

  Fu Shen smiled lowly. If he can run, the monk can’t run to the temple. Is it possible he won’t come back?

  **

   When the two went out, Fu Chen only went to the door, watched the car drive out, and then turned back to the house.

  Song Fengwan sat in the co-driver, lowered his head and swiped Weibo for a while, then turned his head to look at Qiao Xiyan, "Cousin, do you care about your age? For example, if someone calls your uncle, will you be angry?"

   "No." Qiao Xiyan was born with a cold face and matured and respectful. He was a full 1.7 or eighteen in junior high school. When he graduated from high school, many people called his uncle.

   "Then what kind of man do you mean, would you mind not calling your uncle?"

  "A hypocritical, tender old man."

  Song Feng laughed out loud in the evening, my cousin summed it up.

   incisively in place.

   "What does Fu Sanye like to eat?" Josie glanced at her Yan Yuguang. What's the matter with this girl, she didn't say anything, why she laughed like a fool.

"Ok?"

   "Knowing his preferences, I can book a restaurant in advance and invite him to dinner before leaving."

  "When are you leaving?" Song Fengwan lowered his head and slid the screen of his phone. Two months was too fast.

   "A few days later, what's the matter, I can't bear it? Are you feeling with Fu Shen where he lives?"

  Song Feng was choked at night. What feelings can the old shameless man have? She hurriedly said, "I can't bear the heating."

  Cloud City is located in the middle, neither south nor north, winter is wet and cold, and there is no heating. Turning on an air conditioner is extremely dry, and there is no heating.

  Qiao Xiyan is a kid, really.

  Song Fengwan was always a little absent-minded along the way. This time, Yuncheng had a lot of troubles. People always subconsciously sought advantages and avoided disadvantages, and she did not want to face them subconsciously.

   "You think about Fu Chen's preferences, I'll make arrangements earlier." Qiao Xiyan tilted her head to look at her, why she was in a daze.

"Yeah." Song Feng thought about it lately. Fu Shenping is not picky at all, and the food at home is very changeable. She really doesn't understand what Fu Shen likes to eat, and she can't ask him directly. She can only turn her goal to Duan. Lin Bai.

  **

  Duan Linbai is now holding the radiator, holding the bag of melon seeds, and chasing the drama.

  Sister Song: [Brother Duan, are you there? 】

  Duan Lin Bai hurriedly vomited the shell of the melon seeds, [I'm here, something? 】

  【I want to ask you, what does San Ye like? 】

  Duan Linbai raised his eyebrows: You, you!

  【It is what he usually likes to eat! 】

  What to eat? Duan Linbai knocked the melon seeds, looked at Erlang's legs, wearing a pair of pink long trousers, shaking vigorously, wishing to reply: You, you, you.

  It’s just a pitfall. He doesn’t dare now. If he finds out and sue his dad, his dad’s temper will definitely take off his clothes in the winter and throw him out and freeze him into a popsicle.

  【Fu San is not picky about food, but the taste is lighter, and those with thick oil and red sauce are also eaten, but not too much. 】

  Song Fengwan narrowed his eyes and smiled, and sent him a refilled expression, [By the way, why did you walk in such a hurry last time? 】

  【I am watching snow in Kilimanjaro, when your college entrance examination is over, my brother will take you out to play. 】

  Song Fengwan only sent him a happy expression, but did not reply.

  Ghost knows that Duan Linbai is now nesting in a farmhouse in the countryside. Outside, chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs are barking constantly, and it is terribly noisy.

  I was going to climb the mountain. Recently, the snow has been too heavy and the mountain has been closed. There is no shop in front of the village, so I can only nest in a farmhouse.

  **

  Fu Chen was stunned by Song Fengwan’s uncle.

  Don't call Sanye, change the name to Uncle, this girl will really poke his heart.

  His phone vibrated, and he received a screenshot from Duan Lin Baifa. Song Fengwan sent him an expression, a little person, sending love...

  【Fu San, my sister-in-law is so cute. 】

  Fu Shen raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to edit the message, [My mom wants to introduce you to a blind date, and ask if you like men who are mighty and tall. 】

  Duan Lin Bai choked, man? What kind of blind date, tall and mighty?

   actually insinuates that he is suffering? This guy is too shameless.

  Damn, I'm a straight man, I like women!

  He suddenly remembered the woman in the alley that day, he rubbed his neck, even if he took off the neck guard, it still hurt to the touch.

  Is this a woman? Wearing white clothes, the cliff is a desperate female Raksha!

  She looks like five big and thick, fierce and wicked! Who's so special to marry her is also a **** mold for eight lifetimes!

  San Ye’s heart and liver hurt, it hurts everywhere

   Evening night revenge is really serious, hehe~

  (End of this chapter)