Chapter 32: Pulling Apples
Bai Mao looks very good-looking, Chen Qingqiu noticed it for the first time, the tear mole is under the corner of his eye, but there is no trace of femininity. Being watched by such a handsome man, Chen Qingqiu was also stunned for a moment.
"Okay...... Let's go out for a walk. ”
The house is not far from Kunshan University, and the lush Daxue Road can be seen around the corner. Coming out of the neighborhood, there are more young girls in hot pants outside, and boys rushing over with giggling.
Bai Mao's eyes fell on the clothes of those people for a long time, and followed Chen Qingqiu into a big house:
"It's the supermarket, the place to buy food."
"Supermarket? Why? ”
Chen Qingqiu pushed a car, and in the face of the grunting wheels, Bai Mao took a step back and followed Chen Qingqiu's side.
"That's it...... Exceptionally large market. ”
The cold and indifferent Bai Mao entered the supermarket, but like a child, he asked questions from time to time, and there was a lot less sarcasm in his tone, which made Chen Qingqiu quite unaccustomed. She's always been alone in the supermarket.
"Eating grass?" After Bai Mao finished studying the white light, he turned his head and saw Chen Qingqiu concentrating on picking a bundle of turquoise grass, "Isn't the money enough?" ”
"It's not grass, it's cabbage, you know?"
Chen Qingqiu shook the cabbage, but Bai Mao still looked disdainful. She stopped talking and turned to pick other fruits and vegetables.
"Bai Mao, what do you eat...... Feed! What are you doing! ”
After a while, they were about to stroll into the meat and vegetable area, and Chen Qingqiu just wanted to ask Bai Mao what kind of meat he ate, when he saw the other party squatting in the corner of a large freezer, one hand reaching into the freezer, and the other hand groping on the outer wall of the freezer.
The supermarket aunt not far away was about to come over, Chen Qingqiu immediately dragged the squatting Bai Mao up and closed the door of the freezer.
"This magic weapon is good, this king has taken a fancy to it, and it is this king's."
"Yes, yes, yes, and a day trip to the police station."
In Bai Mao's puzzled eyes, Chen Qingqiu held his forehead, pushed the cart in front of Bai Mao, and took out the black card from his pocket:
"The money in this card is enough for you to buy hundreds of these magic weapons."
Bai Mao stopped at this time, followed Chen Qingqiu, and sneered at her behavior of buying grass and fruits.
"This is a Yantai apple, fragrant and soft, you didn't have this grafted fruit to eat in that era, right?"
"What is this?" Bai Mao looked at the round apple in his hand, "Kuafu peach, I've eaten it all." ”
Chen Qingqiu sneered and put the apple in the bag. Kuafu, this is an ancient legend, could it be that Bai Mao was really a monster at that time?
"Have you seen Nuwa?"
Bai Mao pursed his lips and studied the plastic bag in his hand.
Chen Qingqiu also thought he was talking big and smiled.
The two of them bought a lot of things and swiped other people's cards, but Chen Qingqiu was not distressed at all.
"I'll also be counted as a reward for making you naked."
Chen Qingqiu looked at the various fruits and vegetables he wanted to eat in the bag, Bai Mao, who was sitting on the side, absent-mindedly, looking at the figure flying by outside the car window, not knowing what he was thinking:
"I don't eat grass."
"If you don't know the goods, don't rob them."
Chen Qingqiu cooks good home-cooked food, although it can't be compared with the hotel chef, but the color, flavor and flavor are all good. Teach Bai Mao to turn on the TV, and she hides in the kitchen to handle the ingredients.
The fragrant apple was washed, the water droplets slipped off the ruddy skin, and as soon as Chen Qingqiu's planer was on, the apple was like a beauty that had been stripped of its clothes, revealing the crystal flesh, and the fragrance was more obvious.
Cut into pieces with a knife, hang the paste, melt the sugar, and do it in one go.
The sweet aroma of caramel mixed with fruity aroma lingered on the tip of Chen Qingqiu's nose.
Make time for a good meal. It seems like it hasn't been like this for a long time...... Chen Qingqiu thought of the old man lying in the ward, and sighed silently.