Chapter 11: Painted skin

　　 There is a noodle shop next to the bookstore, and the business is actually average. It is almost the same as Zhouze's bookstore.
Because this pedestrian street was originally built around the periphery of a square center, but the center of this square has been "obsolete". In addition to a movie city, other merchants have moved away and closed, so the entire square has almost become a " Desolate area with few people.
　　At least here in Tongcheng, the symptoms of excessive urban construction have already been manifested. In the past few years, the planning of commercial centers has been vigorously established, but Tongcheng is not Shanghai after all, and it cannot provide so much popularity.
　　 But fortunately, this noodle shop can also do take-out business, and the business looks pretty good, but it is clear that no one suddenly feels "hungry" and then use the take-out to order a few books to go back and nibble.
　　Zhou Ze leaned on the chair and still felt dizzy. Dr. Lin sat opposite Zhou Ze and helped Zhou Ze wipe the chopsticks with his tissue before putting it in front of Zhou Ze.
　　 She was very attentive and considerate, just as she let Xu Le sleep on the bed, but she was also cold at the same time.
　　 Zhou Ze didn't ask whether she really opposed feudal arranged marriage or she was just a lala. Because this question was not interesting to ask, the inexplicable family relationship network that Xu Le left behind was not interested in Zhou Ze.
　　 "Your body is really okay?" Dr. Lin asked again.
　　 "Small problems, small problems." Zhou Ze is a doctor himself. He knows that his eating and sleeping problems are difficult to explain with modern medical theory, let alone treatment.
　　 Fortunately, now that sleep has fallen, it is this to eat... headache.
　　I didn't eat, I just fainted, but eating... The thought began to nausea as soon as I thought about it.
　　 "I have a bad appetite, drink a bowl of plum juice first." The noodle restaurant owner is about 30 years old, but he already has some wrinkles on his face. The burden of life seems really light.
　　 "Sour plum juice, is it useful?" Zhou Ze asked with some helplessness.
　　 "Appetizing." The noodle shop owner smiled, and then shouted to the back of the back room: "Sister-in-law, is Xuecai noodle ready?"
　　The boss walked into the back room, and the voice of the couple was also heard over there.
　　Zhou Ze looked at the plum juice in front of him, took a spoon, scooped it into his mouth, and after swallowing, Zhou Ze's face changed.
　　 "What's wrong?" Dr. Lin pulled out the tissue and sent it to Zhou Ze's chin.
　　Zhou Ze twisted his face and covered his stomach,
　　 Then took a deep breath and said:
　　 "It's sour."
　　Yes, the acid is so cramping that it covers the whole person, even covering up the nausea.
　　 "Come, the noodles are coming." The lady boss came over face down, put down in front of Zhou Ze, and said at the same time: "Can my sour plum juice drink so hard."
Dr. Lin looked at the following and frowned slightly: "This noodle is too badly cooked."
　　 means that the noodles have been cooked for too long, and the noodles have lost their gluten, which affects the taste.
　　 "This...this is the way my family's noodles are." The lady boss said in shame.
"it's okay no problem."
　　Zhou Ze waved his hands, rotten, not mushy, and mushy. For him now, it didn’t make sense to eat. He needed energy. If he couldn’t eat, Zhou Ze could only choose to go to the hospital to inject glucose.
　　 raised his head very solemnly, Zhou Ze felt as solemn as a dead man, then lowered his head violently, and poured the bowl of sour plum juice that was unimaginably sour into his mouth.
　　 hiss............
　　 That sour,
　　 is like pouring sulfuric acid into your stomach.
But then, Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks directly, picked up the noodles and sent them to his mouth. If he swallowed more, he swallowed more. Under five or six mouths, a bowl of noodles was sent into his belly, and then he served Start the bowl and pour all the noodle soup into it.
　　Call...
"Snapped!"
　　Zhou Ze put down the empty noodle bowl,
　　 Take a long breath and eat it!
At the next moment, Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and covered his chest. The nausea was suppressed by the sour plum soup, and then struck again, but the thing was already put into the abdomen. Zhou Ze almost pinched his neck with both hands, so he didn't spit it out again. .
　　 did not spit it out, it was successful,
　　 things,
　　 has finally eaten.
　　Zhou Ze's forehead had been soaked in sweat, picked up the napkin on the table and wiped it directly.
　　 And at this time,
　　Dr. Lin and the boss lady were a little stunned. It was really the photo of Zhou Ze, which was too horrifying.
　　 "Oh, it seems that I am really hungry, do you want another bowl?" asked the proprietress.
　　 "No need, no use." Zhou Ze refused.
　　 "Good." The lady boss packed up the chopsticks in front of Zhou Ze and shouted into the back room: "His father, make the noodles that will be used in the afternoon alive. There will be a takeaway list later."
　　 The boss lady walked in. Her back wasn’t about gracefulness, she could only be considered ordinary, but her heavy and tall lower body added a special charm, which was particularly attractive.
　　 "Do you like... this kind?" Dr. Lin asked.
　　Because Zhou Ze has been watching the boss lady into the back room.
　　 "No." Zhou Ze shook his head. I like you, but you don't want to sleep.
　　 Zhou Ze was slightly surprised, the idea of ​​"not letting sleep" appeared in his heart for a long time, and it almost became a obsession for him. I have to admit that Dr. Lin is indeed very beautiful and young.
　　 Even if she is Xu Le's wife,
　　 Even if Zhou Ze was not married in his last life,
　　 But ask yourself,
　　He still wants to sleep with her,
　　I just struggled because I couldn't sleep, so I often missed it in my heart.
　　 "Don't go home?" Dr. Lin asked again.
　　 "Don't return." Zhou Ze confirmed.
　　 "Then I'm leaving." Dr. Lin stood up, "If you have anything, please call me."
　　 After all, he is his nominal husband, even if there is no husband and wife.
　　 "Okay." Zhou Ze nodded, knowing that you are so good at speaking, and so considerate. You should really borrow some from you when you have no money before.
Dr. Lin went away and drove her Porsche Cayenne to leave.
　　 Zhou Ze is still sitting in the noodle shop. His bookstore is next door. Even if the noodles are finished, it is okay to sit and chat here. After all, they are all neighbors.
　　 The boss came out of the back room and handed a cigarette to Zhou Ze.
　　 "How much?" Zhou Ze asked.
　　 "You're welcome, Brother Noodle Bowl still invites you." The boss waved his hand at the atmosphere, both neighbors. After looking up, he didn't see his head down. There was no need to earn a bowl of noodles.
　　 "Sister-in-law will not scold?" Zhou Ze asked.
　　 "No, women and men, know what, how can she speak." The noodle shop owner's masculinity breathed out.
　　A man, no matter what his status at home, at least outside, must always pretend that no one wants to admit that he is afraid of his wife outside, just like no one wants to admit that he is not good under him.
　　 "Oh, sister-in-law is pretty." Zhou Ze said.
　　Teasing someone's daughter-in-law is a taboo. If two men face outwards and ridicule a girl who walks on the road, it is an interesting topic between men.
　　 The boss froze for a moment, but said nothing, but smiled. The boss has a good temper. Generally, people who do small businesses always understand the principle of harmony and wealth.
　　 "The figure is very good, the top is large, and the bottom is also large." Zhou Ze continued, "The porcelain is solid and delicious, just like the noodles I just ate, there must be a lot of soup."
　　 The boss smoked heavily.
　　 "How about the bed?" Zhou Ze asked again, this time, it was even more intimate.
　　 The boss slightly clenched his fists, but quickly said freely: "Her legs, she can pinch a person, strength!"
　　 Zhou Ze smiled,
　　 The boss also smiled.
　　 "Can it hold up?" Zhou Ze asked again, "It's just the age you want."
　　 The boss thumped his waist, "I can't hold myself, it's not a young guy."
　　 "Then, try it for me?" Zhou Ze asked again.
　　 The boss's face was completely dark.
　　Knuckles creaked.
"You can't do it, I can come, I'm still young." Zhou Ze said to himself, although, this is a bit against the heart, Xu Le's body board, no matter how young is the feeling of the silver gun wax head, really not a week Ze Shang I maintained his body well.
　　 "This joke, is it over?" The boss is still holding on to the fire.
　　 "What if the sister-in-law agrees?" Zhou Ze continued. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
　　 "Just that was your wife?" The boss digressed.
　　 "Well." Zhou Ze nodded.
　　 "Will you let it out?" the boss asked again.
　　 Zhou Ze hesitated and shook his head. Although he was Xu Le's daughter-in-law, she is now nominally herself, and Zhou Ze is unwilling.
　　 "Then why do you think I am willing?" the boss asked.
　　 "Maybe you have any special preferences and unusual plots? There are many such things now, aren't you?"
　　 "Brother, brother I haven't beaten someone in a long time." The boss stood up.
　　 "Call your wife to come out and ask, I want to hear her say if I want to." Zhou Ze leaned back slightly and smiled.
　　 "Oh." The boss stepped closer to Zhou Ze.
　　 "You stand here and call her out." Zhou Ze still insisted.
　　 "You are looking for death!" The boss pounced.
　　 "Can she come out?" Zhou Ze asked suddenly.
　　 The boss froze,
　　 Then there was a look of panic on his face, so scared that he stepped back several steps in a row.
　　Zhou Ze stood up, walked actively to the back room, opened the curtain, and there was no one in it.
　　 There is only one piece of skin that belongs to a woman,
　　 hanging on a hanger,
　　Because the wind came in when the curtain was opened,
　　 flicked gently,
　　 drifting slowly.
　　 "How did you see this?" The boss came slowly, and from his voice, he could not hear anger.
　　 "There is a saying... Are you fooling the ghost?" Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the boss. "The skin on you should also be torn off.
I'm curious,
　　How boring are you,
it's here,
　　 Perform this double spring. "