: April days on earth (6)

"So they are prone to diabetes."
An Xinyue: "..."
She's right, she couldn't refute.
Song Mingfeng felt that he should be redundant in this place.
The car arrived at the entrance of a rice branch under the guidance of Song Mingfeng.
Song Mingfeng stood up straight, but An Xinyue felt that he was in fact embarrassed.
Because of his self-esteem, but also this kind of embarrassment, is her best breakthrough point, Chu Luomu this person, fine.
The three entered the rice noodles hall, and the waiter hurriedly greeted him. "Well, what are you going to eat?" Just when the waiter saw Song Mingfeng, his face changed immediately, but instead of being afraid, he said with a smile: "Brother Song is here, come here, please inside."
Chu Luomu looked at Song Mingfeng as if he hadn't seen it. "This is your place. You decide what to eat."
"Two signature dragon whiskers." Song Mingfeng said, walking first.
An Xinyue looked up at Chu Luomu, Chuluo's lips were hooked, and she walked over holding her hand.
Probably because Chu Luomu said that An Xinyue was the young lady. When they passed, Song Mingfeng was fiercely asking the waiter to clean the table.
"Sometimes I was thinking, you study every person you like so well, when will you study me?" An Xinyue said, taking a few steps forward, sitting opposite Song Mingfeng .
Chu Luomu paused for An Xinyue's words, watching An Xinyue take a seat, and then slowly walked over and sat down beside An Xinyue.
Dragon whisk noodles came up quickly, but it was three bowls.
"I want two." Song Mingfeng's face became ugly.
The boss came out in a hurry, "I got that one."
Song Mingfeng frowned even harder, "I have no money for you."
An Xinyue paused for a meal, and she was so straightforward to say that she had no money. She was the first time she had seen it.
"That's right, I can invite you this time. You were unwilling to ask you every time before. Now you don't have any money for me. Hurry up and eat and treat the wound after eating." The boss smiled and said, We greeted our guests, and went in to keep busy.
"I didn't expect your popularity to be good?" An Xinyue said as she ate, "My husband, this is better than your instant noodles."
Chu Luomu: "..."
An Xinyue ignored her husband, but looked at Song Mingfeng, "I tell you the truth, they are soldiers, they will not do anything, they will make noodles, it's just spicy eyes."
Chu Luomu: "..."
Daughter-in-law, you eat my meal every day. Are you really not guilty of saying this?
Is n’t it you who ca n’t cook?
An Xinyue did not feel sorry for her husband at all, but continued to chat with Song Mingfeng, regardless of whether Song Mingfeng wanted to chat with her.
Song Mingfeng just wanted to say that these two are probably neuropathy.
Chuluo eats half and goes to the bathroom.
An Xinyue didn't feel much about Chu Luomu leaving, but continued to talk to Song Mingfeng, even though Song Mingfeng didn't want to talk so much.
"Do you think this place is okay?" An Xinyue suddenly asked, but didn't hear Song Mingfeng's answer, she said directly: "I think it's fine."
Song Mingfeng: "..."
"I told you, I remember when I was in elementary school, Chu Luomu went to the youth class at that time, he—"