At about 6 o'clock in the evening, Fang Xiaoya really came and came back with a few dishes.

Song Mengcheng was painting in the hall.

Fang Xiaoya looked at Song Mengcheng, who had not rested, and suddenly became angry.

"Why are you sick and still not resting?

"I just slept a little and took a shower and it was much better. Song Mengcheng replied with a smile.

"Hey, that's a real concern. Fang Xiaoya sighed, "Go wash your hands and come over to eat." ”

Fang Xiaoya put the lunch boxes on the kitchen table and began to open them one by one.

Song Mengcheng washed his hands with soap for a long time, and got a hand of paint, which was very difficult to wash.

Fang Xiaoya urged: "Xiaocheng, hurry up, the dishes will be cold in a while." ”

"It's coming, it's coming. Song Mengcheng wiped his hands dry with a towel, and deliberately came to the table and sat down at the table with a trotting motion.

"It's so rich. Song Mengcheng rubbed his palms and picked up his chopsticks.

Fang Xiaoya ordered Song Mengcheng's favorite eggplant and shredded potatoes with green peppers, ordered a fish-flavored shredded pork for herself, and packed a cold cucumber.

Eating four dishes for two people must seem a little hearty.

"You eat it too. Song Mengcheng took a bite of eggplant and said.

"I'm going to watch you eat. Fang Xiaoya said with a grin.

"I don't have flowers on my face, so there's nothing to look at. Song Mengcheng put a piece of potato in the bowl for Fang Xiaoya.

"You tell me the truth, is Selena interesting to you? Fang Xiaoya didn't move her chopsticks, but said straight to the point.

"I don't know about that. When he wanted to transfer to another school, I told her through Shen Mengran of Longfor Real Estate that I had a girlfriend, but she said that she would have to stay in Hainan for a long time because of her father's business, so I didn't have much to say. Song Mengcheng patiently explained.

"Well, for the sake of being so loyal to me, I'll reward you for opening your mouth. Fang Xiaoya listened to Song Mengcheng's explanation and suddenly became happy again, and took a mouthful of eggplant and sent it to Song Mengcheng's mouth.

The woman is really a strange animal, just now it was dark clouds, and in an instant the rain can clear the sky.

However, Song Mengcheng has long been immune to Fang Xiaoya's state.

opened his mouth to eat the eggplant in his mouth, and praised it: "Xiaoya is delicious, much more delicious than what I put myself." ”

"Yes, there's this difference, come, Xiaocheng, you can feed me a bite too. Fang Xiaoya said with a smile.

Song Mengcheng took a piece of eggplant from the plate and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, stretched his head out like Fang Xiaoya, and said in vague words: "Come, Xiaoya, open your mouth." ”

"You're so disgusting, I don't eat, I don't. Fang Xiaoya desperately twisted her head to the side, avoiding Song Mengcheng's mouth.

Song Mengcheng laughed, ate the food into his stomach, and said, "What do you dislike, when you were young, your parents chewed it and fed it to you." ”

Despite this fact, if Fang Xiaoya's parents fed her in this way now, they would not eat it if they were killed.

Even though it's my own parents, I still feel a little sick to my stomach when I think about it.

Song Mengcheng said with a wicked smile: "You are the psychological effect, why don't you feel disgusting when you eat my tongue and there." ”

Fang Xiaoya's powder fist immediately smashed over: "You are so annoying, you still talk about this kind of thing when you eat." ”

Fang Xiaoya didn't leave at night, but stayed here for the night.

She has always been a relatively independent woman, deeply loved, but not dependent.

More often than not, you need to be busy with your own business.

And Song Mengcheng happens to like this sense of space, if he and Fang Xiaoya are tired of being together all day long, Song Mengcheng feels that he can't accept it.

At least it will feel uncomfortable.

Now this kind of day is just right, sweet and not boring.

Song Mengcheng got his driver's license smoothly and brought the car back.

got the license plate, and called Fang Xiaoya as soon as possible to take her for a ride.

Song Mengcheng asked, "Xiaoya, where do you want to go, my brother will drive you there today." ”

Fang Xiaoya said: "I want to go to Holiday Beach. ”

"Didn't we just go to Holiday Beach a while ago?" Song Mengcheng said, "Why don't I wait for you to go to Haidian Island?"

"No, I'm going to Holiday Beach. Fang Xiaoya was very persistent.

"Alright, let's go to Holiday Beach. Song Mengcheng opened the co-pilot's door, and Fang Xiaoya sat in and fastened her seat belt.

Song Mengcheng opened all the windows of the car and enjoyed the feeling of the sea breeze blowing in.

Regarding Fang Xiaoya's going to Holiday Beach, Song Mengcheng didn't think much about it.

But Fang Xiaoya feels that Holiday Beach is the most important place for him and Song Mengcheng.

This place is more monumental than 403 of Unit C of Song Mong City.

It's a place with romantic fireworks, a chilly sea breeze, and a warm hug.

That's why he insisted.

Women and men look at things from too different angles, men think more about convenience, while women care about feelings.

Song Mengcheng's car drove unfast, first of all, for safety reasons, mainly because he wanted to enjoy the feeling of blowing the wind.

The sound of the wind blowing and whirring on his clothes made Song Mengcheng feel unusually comfortable.

The two of them spent an afternoon playing at the holiday beach, and both of them decided to come over temporarily, neither of them brought swimsuits, so they could only buy one now.

Fang Xiaoya took Song Mengcheng to the place where the two people set off the fireworks, and asked, "Do you remember this place?" ”

Song Mengcheng naturally understood, hugged Fang Xiaoya's waist and said, "Of course I remember, this is where we set off fireworks, and it is also the place where we make love."

Fang Xiaoya leaned on Song Mengcheng's shoulder with satisfaction, and said slowly: "I really hope that we will stay like this forever, even if it becomes a sculpture." ”

Song Mengcheng smiled and said, "I don't want to, let's put it here, it's embarrassing for people to watch." ”

Fang Xiaoya thumped Song Mengcheng's chest a few times and said, "You are really uninteresting, such a romantic moment has been ruthlessly destroyed by you, let's go and play in the sand." ”

Fang Xiaoya built a castle with sand, although this castle didn't look very beautiful, it could indeed express the meaning of a castle.

Song Mengcheng teased: "Are you piling up a mud house from your hometown?"

"What a mud house, I really can't speak, this is our future castle, and we will live in this house in the future, with a big yard, and a lot of flowers will be planted in the yard. Fang Xiaoya said as she gestured to the castle, thinking that she was really planning the decoration.

"And what is this?" Song Mengcheng pointed to a small sand pile next to the castle.

"Well, didn't you buy a car, this is the garage. Fang Xiaoya said with a grin.

"Your garage is like a hill?" Song Mengcheng deliberately teased Fang Xiaoya and said with a smile.

"In the future, if you want to make me angry, or do something sorry for me, you will live in this hill-like garage. Fang Xiaoya said viciously.

"I have to fix the garage. Song Mengcheng said with a smile.

"Okay, you really want to do something sorry for me, don't you?" another pink fist slammed in.

Song Mengcheng dodged, pretending to be aggrieved and said: "Wronged, I mean that the later things are easy to do, but this doesn't make you angry, the widow really can't do it." ”

"You can't do it without making me angry?" Fang Xiaoya looked at Song Mengcheng and said.

"Who knows when you're going to have a convulsion and suddenly get angry. Song Mengcheng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"Okay, you're saying I'm weird-tempered in disguise. Fang Xiaoya made a gesture of rolling up her sleeves, but found that she was wearing a swimsuit.

Song Mengcheng looked at Fang Xiaoya's appearance and couldn't stop laughing.

Song Mengcheng is used to bickering with Fang Xiaoya, and the days of bickering are very fast and fulfilling.

Fang Xiaoya sometimes deliberately coquettish, just so that Song Mengcheng could chat more with her, even if it was just a verbal fight, it would satisfy her.

The two of them played until about six o'clock in the evening, then took a shower, and then found a nearby place to have dinner.