"I have a meeting tomorrow morning, and it is estimated that it will be noon, so I will go to your house at noon tomorrow......"

"Don't bother, let's meet at noon tomorrow at the teahouse opposite your company."

Cheng Muhe thought about it for a while, thought it was okay, and then agreed.

When he hung up Gu Jinnan's phone and returned to the durian stall to find the waiter, the waitress had already packed the durian into the box.

"Sir, your durian."

"Thank you!"

The things were almost all bought, and Cheng Muhe was ready to leave.

As he stood in line to pay the bill, he glanced at the box of brightly colored small umbrellas on the counter display in front of the cash register.

With a thought, he took two boxes and threw them in the shopping cart, and a few seconds later, he took two more boxes......

Thinking that it would be useful anyway, besides, he was a good man in charge, before he married Song Chuyi.

Safety protection measures still have to be in place, although he is very much looking forward to Song Chuyi being able to conceive a baby.

But I still respect Song Chuyi's decision in my heart.

But he ignored one point, judging from Song Chuyi's current relationship with her, it was still difficult to forgive him.

As for the sublimation of the soul with a small umbrella, it is estimated that it is more difficult......

"Hello sir, a total of one thousand and fifty yuan and three cents, do you need to deliver it to your door?"

Miss cashier looked at Cheng Muhe enthusiastically, after all, there are indeed few men who look so handsome on their side. Moreover, the supermarket has a rule that if you shop for 1,000 or more and live nearby, the supermarket will provide free home delivery service.

Cheng Muhe glanced at the things that were doubled into three large shopping bags, and after thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and took out a bank card from his wallet.

"No thanks, swipe your card."

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment."

The cashier took the bank card handed by Cheng Muhe, opened the pose machine, swiped it, and then handed it to him: "Please enter the password." ”

Cheng Muhe's passwords for all bank cards are all Song Chuyi's birthday 910707, and they have never been changed for so many years.

After settling the bill, the supermarket staff helped carry the shopping bags to Cheng Muhe's car.

"Just put it in the trunk, thank you."

He opened the trunk with his car keys and stuffed all three bags of stuff inside.

After the staff left, Cheng Muhe got into the car.

Looking at the time, it was only seven o'clock in the evening, and the night in the capital was already completely dark.

Perhaps because the weather is getting colder day by day, there are many fewer pedestrians on the streets.

He started the car and drove in the direction of Song Chu's family, this time he learned wisely and did not park the car at the mouth of the alley.

Instead, he continued to walk forward at an intersection, where there was an inclined road that led straight to the back of Song Chuyi's apartment.

When he arrived, there was still a parking space.

The car parked in the parking space, Cheng Muhe got out of the car, went around to the trunk, and opened the trunk lid.

When he took things out of it and left the supermarket, he didn't feel heavy or too many things because of the help of the staff.

But now he is left alone, although he is a man of one meter and eight meters, but these three bags of things are really laborious.

One hand carried a bag of heavier fruits containing ingredients, and the other hand carried the daily necessities he bought, as well as snacks bought for Song Chuyi.

The car was locked, and Cheng Muhe walked towards the apartment with his things.

When he arrived at the door of Song Chuyi's house, Cheng Muhe put his things on the mat in front of the door, and then opened the door with the key he got from Rong An'an.

The lights at home haven't turned on yet, and Song Chuyi shouldn't have come back at this time.

Cheng Muhe was snickered and brought three bags of things into the house.

After locking the door by the way, he first changed the slippers he bought in the morning, and then carried the bag containing daily necessities into Song Chuyi's bedroom.

There is a separate bathroom in the bedroom, and he has put a series of things that he can use, such as toothcups, toothbrushes, toothpaste, towels, bath towels, razors, etc., on the shelves in the bathroom.

Instantly crowded with the shelves that were not too big, looking at the couple-colored cups that were placed together with Song Chuyi's tooth cups.

Cheng Muhe immediately felt satisfied.

When he was washing his face with water last night, he noticed that Song Chuyi's tooth cup was pink, so he bought a tea-green one.

After all, they all say that red and green match!

After placing the daily necessities, he put the underwear and socks he bought to change and wash in Song Chuyi's wardrobe.

As for the boxes of small umbrellas that he bought with a temporary head, he hid them in the bottom drawer of the bedside cabinet.

If you use it one day to find it, if you don't have it at home, how embarrassing it should be, after all, the arrows are on the string, and you have to send it.

After packing up the things used, Cheng Muhe left the bedroom.

He put all the snacks he bought for Song Chuyi on the bookshelf decorated with glass next to the TV cabinet in the living room.

And it's neatly arranged, and those who don't know think it's a snack display shelf.

After everything was finished, Cheng Muhe actually had an unexpected surprise.

He's a genius who actually makes a heart shape out of snacks.

My heart suddenly felt happy, and I imagined Song Chuyi's surprised expression after seeing it.

There were still a few bags of extra snacks in the bag, Cheng Muhe put them on the small coffee table, and went to the kitchen to wash apples, grapes, and cherries, and put them in the fruit bowl.

As for the durian he bought for Song Chuyi, he really couldn't choke on the smell, so he put the box directly on the coffee table.

But despite this, the room was filled with a stench that almost made him vomit.

In order to alleviate the smell, Cheng Muhe went to the small kitchen and closed the sliding door of the kitchen.

began to pour the ingredients he bought, Cheng Muhe could cook, starting with Song Chuyi.

He bought a recipe and studied it for a while, but because the recipe was dead.

It seems like there are so many things, and he didn't learn very well at first, plus he had to train secretly.

The time to cook became less and less, and then he specially signed up for a chef class, and the accelerated kind only took two months.

He still remembered that when he graduated from school, the first meal he cooked for Song Chuyi moved her to tears.

At that time, he was so happy that he was so happy.

He bought a lot of ingredients and put some of them in the fridge.

Then began a series of pre-dish preparations, onions, ginger and garlic are all indispensable things when cooking.

He found a small bowl, poured the chopped green onions, ginger, and garlic into the bowl, and then stirred well with chopsticks.

When you know how to stir-fry, just pour a part into it.

He prepared the ingredients for four dishes and one soup, and after the side dishes were ready, he decided to turn on the fire and serve the pot.

However, because of the fact that Song Chuyi likes to eat fish, Cheng Muhe decided to marinate the fish in advance first, so that it can also have the effect of removing the fish.

The fish is processed in the supermarket, and he only needs to clean it, change it to a flower knife, and then use cooking wine, a little salt, ginger slices, and light soy sauce to develop it.

It seems like a simple step, but as long as the amount of seasoning is not used correctly, the taste of the fish may not be so delicious.

The fish was marinated in a small pot, and Cheng Muhe began to prepare the dishes, and boiled the oil......

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the first tattoo parlor on Ronghua Road.

Song Chuyi and Xiaoxiao finally sent off the last customer.

The customer came in the afternoon, but spent some time choosing the pattern.

In addition, it took a lot of time to make the template with the paint, and by the time the customer had finished tattooing, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening.

Song Chuyi got up from the stool, twisted his neck and stretched his waist.

"First sister, drink some water, look at your lips are dry."

took the water cup handed over by Xiaoxiao and drank most of it in one go, not to mention that she was really thirsty.

In fact, a tattoo artist is a very rigorous job, especially when tattooing customers, you can't stand the slightest sloppiness.

So once Song Chuyi started getting tattoos, he basically didn't stop, sometimes for more than ten minutes.

Sometimes it takes an hour or two, just like the customer who just left, he has a wolf tattooed on his back, not to mention the paint, just the wolf pattern, it takes about an hour for her to get it all tattooed.

So sometimes it's really tired.

"Well, it's not early, hurry up and pack up, get off work, I don't know what's going on these days, I'm sleepy at eight or nine o'clock."

Song Chu put the water cup on the table and began to pack up the tools on the cart.

As a result, I yawned while cleaning up, and the smile that looked at the little one began to feel distressed.

"First sister, you must be too tired during this time, or you should go first, and leave it to me here."

"Then what's the matter, you're too slow to clean up alone, two people are at least faster."

"Anyway, it's okay for me to go back, junior high sister, you should go back and rest quickly."

After Song Chuyi hesitated for a few seconds, the yawn came again, and she had to look at her embarrassedly and smile: "Then I'll go first, when I return to my salary, my sister will give you more bonuses, and this month's performance is not bad." ”

"Really? Great, lady please, pay attention to safety on the road. ”

I've been working with Xiaoxiao for two years, and although the two have a superior-subordinate relationship in the store, they are no different from good sisters on weekdays.

Song Chuyi walked out of the tattoo parlor with his bag and car keys.

She lives relatively close, so she has no plans to buy a car, but she has bought an electric car.

The pink scooter is particularly comfortable for a person to ride, and there is also a very important advantage that there is no traffic jam when riding an electric car.

The electric car is a little smaller, as long as there is a small gap she can drill through, much faster than driving.

When passing by the mouth of the alley, Song Chuyi smelled a smell of roasted sweet potatoes and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"It's so fragrant......"

It's a pity that she has no plans to buy them, and the roasted sweet potatoes sold on the street have long since lost the taste they had when she was a child.

And Song Chuyi doesn't like to eat red sweet potatoes, or the white sweet potatoes he bought on the street when he was in elementary school taste sweet.

Smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, Song Chuyi finally arrived downstairs in the apartment.

She parked her car in a carport on the side and went upstairs with her bag and electric car keys.

When he arrived at the door, Song Chuyi opened the door as usual.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, he smelled a smell of durian, which was stimulating Song Chuyi's taste buds little by little.

She sniffed with her nose, then pushed the door open and walked in, ready to change her shoes.

I saw an extra pair of men's black leather shoes on the shoe rack.

A cold light flashed in his eyes in an instant, and he rushed directly into the house without changing his shoes.

"The surname is Cheng, you get out of here."

At noon, when she was rushing Cheng Muhe to leave, she forgot to ask him for the key, but she didn't expect him to come again at night.

How's it going, when this is your home, you can come if you want......

In the small kitchen, Cheng Muhe had just finished cooking the last dish when he heard Song Chuyi calling him.

So with a big smile on his face, he opened the kitchen and pushed the door open.

"You're back on the first day of junior high school, I just made your favorite dish, come into the house and wash your hands, and start eating immediately."

Song Chuyi's eyebrows were twisted, and she looked at Cheng Muhe with horizontal eyebrows: "Who asked you to come to my house?" You give me away, I don't want to see you. ”

Cheng Muhe was stunned for a moment, a trace of injury flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and continued to look at Song Chuyi with a smile, ignoring the anger on her face: "Good, let's talk about it after dinner, you must be tired after a day of work." Oh yes, I also bought your favorite durian, you wait for me to get it for you. ”

As he spoke, he avoided Song Chuyi's body and came to the living room, where snacks and fruits were placed on the small coffee table.

Cheng Muhe held the packing box containing durian and endured the tumbling vomiting sensation in his heart.

smiled and held the durian in front of Song Chuyi: "I remember when I was in college, you liked to eat durian the most, even the bread liked to eat durian filling, come and try it......"

Cheng Muhe said as he opened the packing box containing durian with his hands.

As soon as the box was opened, the durian flavor that was already full of the room became more and more intense.

Song Chuyi's eyebrows were still furrowed, but when he smelled the smell of durian, his face changed instantly.

She really likes to eat durian, some time ago she spent 500 yuan to buy a durian, and within an hour of getting home, she finished eating.

Not to mention how happy it was, but this time it was unexpectedly disgusting.

She attributed all this to Cheng Muhe, thinking that the reason why she was sick to her stomach was because she was angry with Cheng Muhe.

subconsciously pushed away the durian handed over by Cheng Muhe with his hand, only to hear a snap, and the tender and soft durian meat fell directly to the floor.

"Vomit...... You go away. ”

Song Chuyi's face turned pale, and he decisively pushed Cheng Muhe away and rushed into the bathroom in the bedroom.

Squatting by the toilet and holding the toilet is a burst of vomiting.

"Vomit...... Eh......"

It's almost like vomiting everything in your stomach.

Hearing this, Cheng Muhe hurriedly walked in: "Are you okay on the first day of junior high school?" ”

Song Chuyi ignored him, and his little face looked pale because of vomiting.

Cheng Muhe was distressed, he knew that smelling the smell of durian would make Song Chuyi so uncomfortable, so he wouldn't be guilty of buying a durian and coming back.

But who knew that Song Chuyi's taste would change so much.

He suddenly began to worry about the dishes he made, after all, he made them according to the taste of the two of them when they were together two years ago.

In case Song Chuyi doesn't like to eat, it will be a real tragedy.

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