Chapter 412: Inappropriate Love Words for Children

I don't know why, when Tang Xiaoqing was in front of Lu Chengze, she mentioned those very shameful things, but she didn't feel ashamed at all, on the contrary, she felt funny.

She deliberately stared at someone somewhere, raised her legs, and threatened, "Is it hard as iron?" Believe it or not, I hit my crotch god leg and smash it into scrambled eggs with tomatoes! ”

Someone clenched their legs exaggeratedly, deliberately showing a look of fear.

Then, both of them burst out laughing.

While laughing, Lu Chengze tasted a bite of iron noodles and couldn't help but be surprised: "Hmm." It's the same taste, almost exactly like what I used to eat when I was a kid! ”

Originally, he just thought that Tang Xiaoqing's behavior of making noodles moved him very much, but as for the iron noodles he made, he didn't have any expectations.

Iron noodles seem simple, but in fact, it is a very difficult test, and some people have been doing it for a lifetime, but they can't make the most authentic taste.

At that time, my mother studied many times and tried to do it many times, and she smashed the noodles so that she couldn't lift her arms, but after the noodles were boiled in the pot, they were still boiled into a pot of dumpling slices.

Lu Chengze didn't expect that the iron noodles Tang Xiaoqing made for the first time would capture his stomach at once.

In the past 20 years, Lu Chengze has also eaten the world's top food, but he has never had such an appetite and eaten heartily like today.

Seeing that Lu Chengze was eating happily, Tang Xiaoqing was also very happy, holding the big sea bowl and eating the iron noodles that he had smashed out himself.

In such a quiet winter night, in such a humble little hotel, listening to the cold wind howling outside, looking at each other in love, saying love words that are inappropriate for children, and eating iron noodles full of love, they are all intoxicated.

After eating noodles, the two turned off all the lights and sat on the bed by the window, Tang Xiaoqing leaned on Lu Chengze's arms, Lu Chengze hugged Tang Xiaoqing, gently rested his chin on the top of Tang Xiaoqing's head, and looked at the clean big glass window like watching TV.

Outside the window, there is nothing except the rural road in Zhengyang Town, which is only a few meters wide, the small poplars on both sides of the township road that have already lost their leaves, and the black coal trucks that whizz by from time to time on the rural road.

But these are the backdrops of the most moving memories.

Lu Chengze recalled that before the age of six, their family of four experienced a happy picture in this context.

His powerful chest, his beautiful magnetic voice, and his hand on her hair, gently caressing, all made Tang Xiaoqing feel steady.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, Tang Xiaoqing unconsciously closed her eyes and fell asleep soundly.

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When I woke up the next day, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

The warm winter sun illuminated the entire Zhengyang Town.

After Lu Chengze and Tang Xiaoqing finished washing, they came to the street hand in hand, drank bean porridge and ate fritters.

Although the outstanding Lu Chengze is particularly eye-catching in such a village, Tang Xiaoqing still feels very relaxed walking side by side with him.

Because no one knows them, and they don't meet any enemies.

I have to say that Lu Chengze's parents were very good at choosing a place and eloped here, although it was barren, the folk customs were simple, the relationship between people was simple, and life was still very comfortable.

Seeing that Tang Xiaoqing liked Zhengyang Town, Lu Chengze asked, "Do you want to see the village where we lived back then?" ”

"Okay." Tang Xiaoqing was suddenly interested.