Chapter 53: In the car, not describeable

After Han Cheng left, Subei filled another three glasses of wine to surprise himself. When he became drunk, he became more courageous, not to go to the hospital to wash his stomach. How big is it, for (love i) (love qing), she did it!
However, when the man came up with a plate of fried chicken and rice cake hot pot after a long half-hour, North Hubei, who was already awake, couldn't help but be a little tempted...
Fu Yunshang looked at Subei who had been slobbering and smiled and pushed the fried chicken in front of Subei. "Are you hungry? Try to see how it tastes." I haven't done it for a long time.
His mother has a strong taste and does not know whether North Jiangsu can eat it.
"Uh... Actually, I'm not too hungry. I'll eat it when it's cold... Ha ha ha ha ha..." Subei stretched out without a trace, touched the plate, and gently moved to the opposite side. The direction of the cloud merchant moved.
"Fried chicken should be eaten while it is (hot r　)." Then he pushed the fried chicken back.
After a while, Beibei Wuyu choked up in Fu Yunshang's eyes and picked up the chopsticks, holding his breath. The chopsticks pointed slowly towards the fried chicken. Suddenly, the chopsticks stopped at 0.001 from the fried chicken. No, she was sober. It is impossible to do something that hurts the spleen and stomach.
Take a deep breath, buckle the chopsticks on the table, and smile with a brilliant face, "That... as the saying goes, it’s a hundred years to repair the same boat, a thousand years to sleep together, one (day ri) couple hundred (day ri) Um, I was so anxious about being rooted against each other, I heard Brother Han say... Um!"
Subei Gang just finished talking about what didn't matter in front. When it was time to talk about the key point, the man suddenly put a piece of rice cake in her mouth.
After the rice cake was imported, her first thought was that it was over! Gastric lavage!
But after a few seconds, when the sweet and spicy taste came from the taste buds, her eyes lighted up, and the eyes of Fu Yunshang suddenly became admired.
It's delicious!
Definitely the best rice cake she has ever eaten!
Brother Han deliberately teased her!
"Delicious?" Fu Yunshang reached out to help her wipe the soup from her lips, her eyes smiled and asked spoiledly.
"Delicious! Especially delicious. This should be the best and most authentic rice cake hot pot I have ever eaten!" Subei picked up the chopsticks again, and raised a thumbs up to Fu Yunshang after the big piece of Doji said. .
Hearing North Jiangsu’s unabashed praise, Fu Yunshang rarely shyly lowered his lips, "You just like it."
Subei is just about to shake his tail. A boyfriend who is in the kitchen under the hall feels really awesome. When she is done, she really wants to abduct a man and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to obtain a certificate...
Fu Yunshang was sitting opposite and quietly watching North Jiangsu eating. The woman was not elegant, but she was not rude. Her mouth was closed when she was chewing, but because there was too much food stuffed into her mouth, The two cheeks bulged slightly, and the gills crawled like a little squirrel eating, but (love i) tight.
Soon the rice cake hot pot was cleaned by Subei sweeping ((荡d　ng)d　ng)(干gan), and then she extended her paws to the fried chicken that she just refused, which was absolutely delicious than any fault. In the rice cake hot pot, the outer layer of the fried chicken is not very crispy, but the ((meat rou)rou) inside is still soft and tender, very tasty. In short, she is quite satisfied that she can have this level of cooking skills!
Subei is completely silent in the food. She has left all kinds of annoyances, such as the winning rate of z games, quota problems, even for a moment, she feels that there is nothing even if she loses, everything is best, She has time to rely on the Su family!
Han Cheng had just received a table of new guests ordering food, wiping his apron in his hand, and when he quickly entered the kitchen to prepare food, he suddenly stopped at the door, his pupils enlarged, his mouth slightly opened, and his face was incredible. , Here... is it still his (dry gan) clean and cozy kitchenette? !
The ground was covered with egg whites and bread crumbs, various plates and bowls were broken, and the kitchen stove was messy and unsightly. Especially hateful was the Garfield apron that his wife sewed for him. He didn't want to wear it once. , Even stacked neatly, packed in a transparent bag, placed on the top of the cabinet is afraid of being misused, now it is done, I can't see the original look at all, and the saucer is full of sauce! The most annoying thing is... Fu Yun Commercial will use it, and the dirt will be dirty, and he will throw his Garfield into the trash!
Han Cheng's blood pressure rubs up, and his anger burns all the way from his neck to his forehead, and finally ‘　! ’Exploded a mushroom cloud over the top of her head, and she wanted to (kill sha) the stink boy!
Han Cheng copied a frying pan and yelled in a fierce manner, "Fu Yunshang! If I don't clean you up, stinky boy, you might not know why Hua'er is so red!"
Hearing Han Cheng's voice, Fu Yunshang froze for a moment, his face (color) solemnly pulled up North Jiangsu's hand, "Go away."
"Eh--wait, my fried chicken!" North Jiangsu lifted the fried chicken on the table and saw Han Cheng, who was waving at the pan and rushing towards them (killing Sha), with a wide eye, he took a cold breath. Annoyed, the hurried Hu Nliang teaches ⊥Resistance 剷媾塴br/>
Subei and Fu Yunshang were young, coupled with well-developed sports cells. Han Cheng’s elderly man, who was half a century old, chased after a street, panting, unable to straighten his waist. (身sh　n) Sub, step back into the shop in broken steps.

Twilight (color) Sihe, the sky sporadic.
The sweaty Subei, who was running, lay on the seat, looking through the skylight at the bright stars in the night sky.
Recalling the appearance of the two people's escape, Subei has some tolerance (forbidden jin).
She never thought that Fu Yunshang would be the kind of person who did her wrong (Qing Qing) and ran away with her, but fortunately, she ran fast, otherwise she had a hunch that Brother Han would definitely do it. Beaten.
Well, she was really a little curious about what Fu Yunshang was like to make someone else's kitchen (bad zao) look like.
Subei stretched his lazy waist, bent his eyes to look at the scenery outside the skylight (color), and sighed: "It's beautiful, I haven't looked at the night sky so quietly for a long time... By the way, you used to come to Brother Han often In your shop? I think your rice cake hot pot is super authentic, wouldn’t it have been stealing art?"
"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 facial features of the man are clear and deep, long eyelashes cast a light (yin yin) shadow on the side of the nostril, the nose of the ting (ting), and the lips of the thin (thin bao) with some cherry blossom powder (color) are slightly pursed In a thin line, even if asleep, the man's week (身sh　n) still haunts the indifferent breath that no one should enter.
The neckline of the shirt is slightly open, and the delicate collarbone is exposed. Downwards, the man's slender hands overlapped on the lower abdomen. Su Bei's eyes stopped on the white jade wrench on the man's left thumb. It was the first time in many days that she saw the finger on the man’s hand. The style of the finger was very beautiful. The flower-shaped texture carved on it was peculiar. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t find it because the texture seems to be carved on the inner wall. ,
In her cognition, this kind of thing was only worn by dignitaries and emperors in ancient times. In modern times, it seems that only old people born in 60, 70, 80 like it, but at this time, she thinks she should not see it in the future. When any one can wear the finger as well as this person, the white jade is different from the emerald green (color) and the black brown (color), and its face (color) book (身sh　n) is very picky ( (Color), need people with slender fingers, good-looking skeletal growth, and fair skin, and Fu Yunshang, his skin (color) is even whiter than this white jade finger, under the moonlight, flip the finger (shoot sh　) Shining light, the man's fingers against the smooth and smooth...
Subei thought that God was too partial (love 　i) to this man, not only gave him a handsome and beautiful face, but also perfected him in all aspects.
Su Bei knelt on the co-pilot's seat, holding her face, and while facing Fu Yunshang with both hands, a sudden ringing suddenly sounded, and Su Bei was startled, if he let the man until she faced him If you commit a in your hand, is that enough?
Suddenly straightened (身sh　n), but forgot that she was in the car, the sound of'　' on the top of the head hit the skylight above, and North Jiangsu held his head with both hands, like a gopher, and suddenly withdrew his head. .
When Fu Yunshang opened his eyes, what he saw was that Northern Jiangsu shrank into a small ball, and his face was facing an indescribable part of him...