A plump thin meat roll, a little oil is evenly spread by the brush, the waiter half-bends down and turns the switch, and after a while, there is a "sizzle" sound on the baking sheet.

Song Song asked about the slightly emanating aroma of meat, his saliva overflowed, his eyes stared straight at it, watching the edge of the meat roll gradually curl up, flowing out of the tender oil and water, and he had already grabbed the spice jar placed next to him with one hand, ready on time, ready to start at any time.

Yang Zhenzhen's attention was also attracted by the food for a moment, but the wait was long, and soon she came back to her senses and continued the topic just now.

"Come on, how are you and Fang Chenchu?"

Song Song looked at his impatient friend, and then at the half-cooked barbecue, and couldn't help but recall yesterday's picture in his heart, he was unnaturally shy, his shoulders swayed back and forth, and sometimes bumped into Yang Zhenzhen on the side, making her disgusting, goosebumps fell to the ground.

Yang Zhenzhen pushed away the shoulder she bumped into again, and her wide eyes drooped down speechlessly, almost clasping the empty porcelain plate on her head.

"I said, can you stop looking constipated and disgusting like this?"

“…… Where do you tell I'm constipated? Song Song couldn't catch it in one breath, and almost knelt down for her eyesight.

Yang Zhenzhen looked her up and down and confirmed, "You see that you keep twisting, and your face is still red, isn't this constipation?" If you eat later, I'll accompany you to buy some medicine, and it's not good for your health. ”

Song Song's fingers stiffened, and it took a while to regain some consciousness.

She calmly took a pair of wooden chopsticks in front of her, raised them and made a gesture to hit them, so frightened that Yang Zhenzhen quickly hugged her head and begged for mercy.

Song Song took a deep breath and lowered his voice and leaned against her ear, "You're only constipated, what do you know, you elm head!" ”

"So what the hell happened to you?" Yang Zhenzhen saw that she was still holding the pair of chopsticks in her hand, for fear that she would go out again and call unexpectedly, so she hurriedly sat aside a little.

At this time, the barbecue was almost roasted, Song Song stretched out and quickly sandwiched two slices, and stuffed the hot ones into his mouth, and the hot ones couldn't stop enjoying the delicious while inhaling.

Yang Zhenzhen also felt that he had grabbed a few slices, and after a few efforts, he had almost eaten and was about to be roasted again.

The two swallowed what was in their mouths and continued with the conversation.

Song Song pulled half of Yang Zhenzhen's body, stretched her head and muttered for a while, and when she sat back again, her face was calm and calm, as if what she just said was that the weather was good today, not their development process.

"I'll drop a good one, Fang Fat Man really doesn't show his face, he ate you in his mouth so quickly?"

Yang Zhenzhen's gossip mind can't hold back anymore, she wants to take out her mobile phone now, come to a 3,000-word gossip essay with a little emotion, and brag about the revolutionary love of these two, so that those who have bad intentions and spread false rumors will open their eyes wide.

Who is the main palace!

Yang Zhenzhen's unconscious words just now were not small, and some of the people sitting next door looked at Song Song's video as if they were watching a bad girl.

Song Song also saw a family of three sitting at the table in front of them, and the parents were educating their daughters that they couldn't help but learn well......

Song Song looked at the little girl who was almost as tall as her waist, and the corners of her mouth twitched, this is probably just about to go to elementary school.

Yang Zhenzhen didn't know that she was in trouble, and looked at her excitedly, "Tell me about the detailed process, how do you feel?" How long is it? The bright eyes of the light bulbs full of gossip were already uncontrollable.

Song Song silently stuffed the barbecue and looked at her expressionlessly, "I remember that you didn't gossip like this before." ”

"Gossip, of course, will change as I get older, of course, I'm not gossiping alone now, I'm gossiping with Yang Fan!"

At the critical moment, Yang Fan was dragged up.

After all, Yang Zhenzhen still has a clear priority for such a thing, and the people in the dormitory still can't say it, after all, there is always a time to say something out, or if there is a break and separation one day, a distraction will tell others, that is, something really happened.

Song Song held her little face, motioned to her with her eyes, looked at the baking tray, Yang Zhenzhen immediately understood, took a chopstick barbecue, dipped a little sauce, and fed it to her mouth with her own hands, until she swallowed it, and then asked again.

"You think too much, we haven't developed the last step yet."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhenzhen shrank down like a frosted eggplant, and looked at Song Song's eyes with a little disapproval and anxiety.

Song Song smiled, "After all, we're just in our first year of high school, isn't it a little too early?" ”

"You don't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger for me, you dare to say that you haven't thought about these things? Then you ask Yang Wenjing what she wants to do with that kind of film? ”

“…… How do you know I'm looking for her for a film! Song Song was taken aback.

"Don't forget that she's the gossip guy, and if I hadn't reminded her, maybe everyone else would have known about your feat by now!"

In this regard, Song Song said that his heart was unbearable, and he pointed at Yang Zhenzhen one after another, looking unbearable to look at it directly.

"Sure enough, all of you surnamed Yang are poisonous."

The barbecue is a little troublesome to eat, and it takes too long to wait, and it is a little difficult to eat at the end.

Yang Zhen couldn't stand it anymore, and after eating for more than half an hour, he hadn't eaten much, so he simply ordered some desserts.

Their position is closer to the window, Song Song buried his head and devoted himself to barbecue, but it seemed that Yang Zhenzhen had nothing to do, and when the dessert was in the gap, she looked around, holding her mobile phone and patting it in various ways.

After taking pictures of the mall outside the window in the store, I took more than a dozen photos in a row before I stopped and prepared to retouch the pictures and post them on the Internet.

Yang Zhenzhen's face gradually became difficult to look at, and when she saw that Song Song next to her didn't look at it, she quietly moved her body a little to make sure that she couldn't see it from this angle, and then enlarged the photo she had just taken.

The big lantern in the center of the mall taken in the photo, the red special lantern can't be hugged by three people, and the long tassel below occupies almost the entire floor of sight, attracting many passers-by to take pictures.

And on the left side of this lantern, there is a man and a woman standing, a little far away, so Yang Zhenzhen didn't care, but now that the photo is enlarged, although she can't see her face clearly, she always feels very familiar.

Familiar with her, she dared to say that there was a great chance that this boy was Fang Chenchu.

In fact, if you look at Song Song, you can know whether this person is or not, but Yang Zhen really didn't dare to show her.

In case the person in the photo is really Fang Chenchu, who is this girl?

Yang Zhenzhen remembered what Song Song said, Fang Chenchu had something to do today, but he didn't ask what it was.

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became.

"It's true, it's ready to eat." Song Song took the barbecue and smeared the sauce layer by layer on it, and when he saw that the person next to him had not moved, he stretched out his head and took a look.

Yang Zhenzhen was taken aback, and felt that he hid his mobile phone in his pocket, and his heart was empty, which was obvious.

Song Song frowned and looked at the pocket where she put her mobile phone, "Zhenzhen, what's wrong?" ”