The woman is eating.

Monday was watching, his raised hand still stuck in the air, and the unfinished half of the sentence lingered in his chest...... That's what I left.

But seeing her gobbling up, he really didn't want to interrupt.

And to Zhou Sheng's own surprise, the shock in his heart came to an end in a short time, and his heart was calm, and he would not delve into whether 'she' was that person......

Inexplicably, there is a sense of pleasure rising, the pleasure of feeding pigs.

As the old saying goes, to hook a man's heart, you must first hook the man's stomach, and in today's society, how many women can cook? When the positions of men and women are reversed, Zhou Zhou suddenly understood something at this moment......

Well, cooking by myself, being loved by a woman, and watching her gobble up, there is a strange sense of achievement and satisfaction.

So there is a kind of earthy love song that can't help but flood my heart......

Eat, eat, eat fat, you'll ......

Ahem.

The bonfire party continued, and it did not make waves because of the appearance of the woman.

There seems to be a rhythm in the black genes, a rhythm that belongs to music, and no race in the music industry around the world dares to deny this, and most of the masters who play jazz are black, and the innate rhythm is something in the blood.

The beating of the drum faintly brought everything around it, as if the flame fit into the rhythm of the music......

The songs of the locals don't have much tone, they are rustic and primitive, but they are surprisingly good, and you can't help but sway to their rhythm.

But none of this had anything to do with Zhou Yi, he was enjoying the strange satisfaction.

However.

There is always helplessness, and Fat Dan is here.

Surprised and surprised, he looked at the woman who was shaving rice: "Why did you come back?"

The woman heard the movement, but she couldn't hear what he said, and her eyebrows teased slightly: "What?"

The surroundings were too noisy, and the two basically relied on shouting, but they still couldn't hear each other's words clearly.

Then Dan squeezed between the two and squatted down on one knee, and Asian squatting Westerners couldn't do it.

"I said, 'Why are you back?' Lady Delia?"

The woman understood, temporarily stopped throwing the rice, rubbed the grease on the corner of her mouth with her little thumb, squirmed in her mouth and cleared her throat before saying, "Ms. Delia asked me to come back and get something, she said that someone sent supplies, and I will rest for a night and leave." ”

It turned out to be the supplies brought by Naasan.

Dan nodded, and didn't forget Zhou Yi on the side, pointing his fingers back and forth: "You know, you know!"

This sentence clearly means something.

The answer in Zhou Yisheng's heart was confirmed at once, and he was nodding, but the woman interrupted, holding the dinner plate in one hand and reaching out in friendliness with the other: "Sorry, I didn't have time to introduce myself, I'm Rebecca, are you?"

There was no pause on Monday, and in an instant he was transparent......

A big star, suddenly appeared in the African jungle, it is definitely impossible to say that there is no idea of seclusion, people want to live with a different identity, of course, they have to deny their identity.

What's more, what she looks like now......

Fat.

In the movie screen, the thin woman is blessed...... No, to be precise, it is plump, but it has not reached the stage of fat, and the whole body is much stronger, and it is no longer a feeling of weakness.

Plus she has short man-like hair.

Zhou Yi couldn't be sure if people would be happy to show themselves like that......

All in all, in and out of the movie, she wants people who know her to distinguish themselves, at least for now.

And one thing that is undeniable -

She is He Congshuang.

"Monday, the homonym of the doctor. "The first half of the sentence is Chinese and the second half is English, and 'Dao Ke Ter' is always easier to distinguish from a doctor than a lifetime.

The two shook each other shallowly, and the corners of He Congshuang's lips curled slightly, at least the first impression was good, and there was no scene that disgusted her.

Then, she lowered her head and continued to plan.

And Zhou Zhou didn't say anything, probably able to understand that his thoughts were not too much guessed.

To say that the other party's attitude is cold......

Celebrities, I can understand, my temperament is more or less cold.

Thinking about it.

Hey.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but be happy: "I saw a celebrity today, and she is the top first-line in China, if you can take a selfie, wouldn't Tong Han's ghost girl envy herself? Isn't she a fan of He Congshuang?"

A shaved rice, a silly music, Dan felt inexplicably wonderful.

After all, it is a crooked nut, and he can't get the impact of He Congshuang's sudden appearance in front of him.

If you replace He Congshuang with Scarlett......

Compared with Zhou Yi, Fat Dan may be more stupid.

"Alas, do you want wine? dry red and traditional red wine. ”

He Congshuang nodded, and habitually wiped the corners of his mouth, but the things in his mouth couldn't whimper for a long time, so he could only cover his mouth temporarily, and said indistinctly: "Dry red." ”

"I want sweet, and then a plate of meat......" Zhou Sheng subconsciously glanced at He Congshuang, "Two plates?"

He Congshuang didn't feel ashamed to eat more, but she was really hungry now, so she thanked her very calmly: "Three grams of oil." ”

Everything is natural.

Maintain the closeness of the countrymen, the estrangement of the first meeting, no one is familiar with each other, so that it will not cause any burden to both parties.

Soon.

Dan brought wine, one bottle for each person.

He Congshuang was a normal red wine bottle, which had been uncorked, and Zhou Zhou was a clay urn, and there were two plates of meat.

"You two talk, I'm going to dance and sing, a rare festival, I can't waste ......"

Dan is gone, and he thinks that the two fellows may have to catch up.

Zhou opened the clay urn, hooked a spoon handle on the side, scooped out a spoonful and poured it into the cup, and poured dry red for He Congshuang, pouring wine for the star Alas, take a photo of this picture and post it on Weibo, to ensure that it is on the hot search.

He Congshuang over there also finished eating, put down the plate, and deliberately pushed it to the original position, saying, "Thank you." ”

I don't know what to thank, thank him for his meal, or thank him for the wine he poured on Monday.

"But I still don't recommend you to drink this wine, it's homemade, it's not clean. ”

Zhou Yi smiled bitterly but didn't think so much, alcohol disinfection is not a definition in fruit wine, because the alcohol content is not enough, and the presence of juice ingredients will breed a large number of bacteria.

Home-brewed fruit wines are best to try sparingly, but high-grade wines are counted separately.

Even if he is a doctor, he has no consideration in this regard, because in China, handmade and self-brewed are advanced, but when he goes to Africa, especially after listening to He Congshuang's reminders twice, Zhou Sheng has to pay attention to it.

"So, give me some?"

"Of course, I can't drink that much. ”

He Congshuang took the initiative to help Zhou Yisheng spill the wine in the wine glass behind him and pour it for him.

Seemingly calm......

In fact, the corner of his eye has been watching the man's expression and demeanor.

"He didn't show his medical knowledge to argue with me, and he kept quiet the whole time?"

"It's quite bearable. ”

Thinking about it, the wine was poured eight points better, and then stopped.

"Don't you mind talking, do you? I heard Delia say that you are an aid doctor from China?"

The star took the initiative to ask for a chat, which Zhou Yi never expected, especially after seeing her coldness, but combined with the current situation, he had a different opinion......

Perhaps, that's not cold.

Just the normal attitude of being an ordinary person and meeting another ordinary person for the first time.

Star?

Is it true that a star is a star in the sky, superior to others and out of reach?

I don't know when this thought began to arise in people's hearts......

Monday felt that this was not right.

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