Chapter 197: Eating Flying Vinegar Indiscriminately
In mid-July, when the summer was at its hottest, He An'an and his gang took a taxi to the street under the scorching sun, and only felt that they were alive again when they rushed into the hotel and were blown by the air conditioning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
It happened to be a stall for eating, and the restaurant was almost full of tables, and the waiter saw that there were many of them, so he could only lead people to a four-person table and add two chairs.
Before adding chairs, Fan Xuezhi and Tang Ming took the initiative to stand, and the others sat down.
Before the chair could be moved, another waiter handed over the menu.
Sun Cong'an sat in the aisle, and the menu was given to him directly.
Hao Huidan stretched out her hand to grab the menu, but Sun Cong'an pressed her arm: "What's the hurry, let me see if there is anything I like to eat first." β
This shop was recommended by Hao Huidan, according to her, the spicy crayfish in the store is particularly delicious, and the spicy skewers taste good.
Hao Huidan struggled to grab the right to eat: "You haven't been here, you don't know what's delicious." β
Sun Cong'an pouted: "Who said that?" What are you anxious about? Let me see if there is anything I particularly like to eat, I can die! β
Hao Huidan gave up at this time, looked at Sun Cong'an and asked, "Okay, let you order, but you should let go of me first!" β
Sun Cong'an didn't do it: "Are you stupid to me?" As soon as I let go, you won't have to grab it right away! β
Hao Huidan suddenly smiled, with a smug face, turned his head to He An'an and said: "An'an, it's okay to learn, if you want to take advantage of your male god, you have to do this, you see, shake my hand, right?" still refuses to let go, this is called a means. β
Sun Cong'an shook off his hand as if he was burned, and glared at Hao Huidan: "You're sick!" Tell you, I'm myrrh! β
After Sun Cong'an finished scolding, he looked down at the menu, turned it very seriously, looked at a page, pointed to the bean skin on it and asked: "This is written on the bean skin, and the pattern is painted like fried, is it?" Don't get it wrong. β
Tang Ming was standing behind Sun Cong'an, and when he heard him ask, he directly bent down and leaned against him, stretching out his arm to pinch the menu: "I'll help you take a look." β
βγγγγγγ No. Sun Cong'an was hugged by him like this, and his whole body trembled as if he had been electrified.
"What are you shivering about?" Tang Ming tilted his head and stared at Sun Cong'an's white and delicate face from the side: "I touched your itchy flesh?" β
Tang Ming was a little closer to Sun Cong'an when he spoke, and the hot breath he exhaled sprinkled in his ear sockets, and Sun Cong'an wanted to blow up his hair a little.
Tang Ming didn't wait for him to open his mouth to fight back, he suddenly stood up straight and said to the side, "I'll just take it myself." β
Sun Cong'an turned his head and saw the waiter bring a chair over.
Tang Ming dragged the chair and naturally sat next to Sun Cong'an, and Fan Xuezhi was next to He An'an.
He An'an is Fan Xuezhi on his left hand side, and Zhang Jing is on his right hand.
The dishes are all on the table, everyone raises their arms and eats, He Anan wears gloves to pluck the lobster, which she always did in her previous life, because Zhang Jing loves to eat.
Zhang Jing especially likes to eat crayfish, but she is anxious, her hands are disabled, and the speed of peeling shrimp is always not enough to eat, and slowly He Anan developed a habit, peeled the shrimp meat, did not eat it, saved it into a plate, half of it herself, and gave half to Zhang Jing.
Fan Xuezhi put skewers into the pot while aiming at the shrimp meat peeled by He Anan on the plate with his eyes.
He An'an's slender fingers and disposable gloves did not affect his flexibility at all, and he quickly saved up most of the shrimp meat.
Seeing He Anan begin to take off his plastic gloves, the corners of Fan Xuezhi's mouth rose uncontrollably, and the corners of his eyes looked at her movements, bowing his head and eating the shabu on his hand carelessly.
He Anan picked up the plate, suddenly turned to the right, and poured half of the red and white shrimp meat into Zhang Jing's plate naturally and skillfully, and said very generously: "Eat, I'll peel it for you." β
Zhang Jing looked at He An'an in surprise and grinned: "An'an, you are so good to me." β
He Anan was also happy: "What nonsense! I'm not good to you, good to whom. β
Fan Xuezhi looked at the appearance of the two of them falling in love with each other, the boss in his heart was unhappy, and he couldn't say that he was not close to Zhang Jing, he also liked Zhang Jing a lot, and he also knew that He Anan had always been good with her, and the two of them got along like one person, but they didn't feel anything before, but now they suddenly felt a little unhappy, and they felt that in He Anan's heart, Zhang Jing's weight was heavier than himself.
Fan Xuezhi lowered his eyelids and chewed his belly with his back molars.
After eating at noon, several people went shopping together to buy some snacks and ate them on the way, and accompanied Hao Huidan to buy shoes.
When walking on the road, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Fan Xuezhi secretly reached out and pulled He An'an's collar.
He Anan turned his head: "What are you doing?" β
Fan Xuezhi looked at her, paused, and turned his face away: "It's nothing." β
He An'an asked him, "If you have anything to say?" You hide it in your stomach, and I can't see it. β
Fan Xuezhi stared at He An'an twice, suddenly a little embarrassed, raised his leg and kicked a pebble on the ground, and then said, "I just don't think I'm attractive." β
"Huh?" He Anan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?" Suddenly remembered this? Who said you had anything? β
Fan Xuezhi stretched out his hand and scratched his head, squinted sideways at He An'an: "γγγγγγ No, I just feel like I'm not taken seriouslyγγγγγγ β
"How so?" He Anan smiled, thinking that this stupid boy was particularly rare when he committed a crime: "You are tall, handsome, outstanding in learning, and you play basketball like a professional league, how can you not be taken seriously?" It's not attractive yet, and other boys don't have to live. β
Fan Xuezhi's face flushed: "How can it be so exaggerated!" β
"Why not!" He Anan looked serious.
Fan Xuezhi was ruthless, and blurted out: "Then why are you treating Zhang Jing better than me?" You are eccentric. β
He Anan was stunned, she didn't expect the topic to suddenly detour to Zhang Jing, she frowned and thought about it, and asked, "What's wrong?" β
Zhang Jing is her best friend, Fan Xuezhi is the person she likes, these two people are not on the same balance at all, where to talk about the word eccentricity?
Fan Xuezhi muffled his voice: "You didn't give me the shrimp meat just now, it was all given to Zhang Jing." β
"Huh?" He Anan was stunned, and laughed out loud: "Is it because of this?" It's not that I don't want to give it to you, the key is that I see that you don't eat much crayfish, I thought you didn't like to eat it, Zhang Jing has always loved to eat this thing, so I helped her peel it. He Anan couldn't help but be happy as he spoke: "You said you γγγγγγ β
Fan Xuezhi frowned: "Who said I don't like to eat?" I love to eat too. β
He Anan covered his stomach and smiled: "Okay, I'll promise to peel it for you next time, and it's more than Zhang Jing's, okay?" β
Fan Xuezhi pursed his lips, and knew that he was eating a little too much of a fuss, but he just couldn't control it. It was only later that he learned that when you start to suddenly become vexatious, it's just because you really like someone. (To be continued.) )