There was everything in the bamboo basket, and the smell was floating in the car, which was really indescribable, and Gu Tingwen didn't care about it.

Ren Yan squeezed the basket to his leg in a proper manner, not calling for touching him.

The car was very quiet, and she couldn't bear it after sitting for a long time, so she flew out of the corner of her eyes and looked around.

Gu Tingwen was closing his eyes to recuperate, his eyelids were blue, and the black frame couldn't cover it at all.

He was going to stretch out his hand to loosen his tie, but considering that there was a girl sitting next to him, it was unseemly.

Ren Yan's afterglow didn't follow his hand and put it down, spinning in place.

The buttons on the neckline are ivory!

What texture, jade or real ivory?

"See what?" Gu Tingwen asked coldly.

Get caught!

I can't say that the button under your neck is pretty and sounds like a rascal.

Ren Yan touched his nose, turned his head and pretended to be stupid: "What did you say?" ”

Gu Ting snorted.

She was sitting upright just now, with her hands on her knees to protect the camera, her eyes staring forward, looking like a decent gentleman, but she couldn't hold back her big eyes slipping around in her eyes.

Slipping and slipping around stopped him and didn't move, who can be fooled by that little bit of caution?

He raised an eyebrow.

Ren Yan felt that the hair on the back of his neck was cold, and shrunk: "Has the seventh master eaten?" ”

"Nope."

That's easy to do.

When she arrived at Hongpheasant Hall, Gu Tingwen put her down.

Ren Yan dragged the bamboo basket out of the car, asked him to wait, and then went straight to a wheelbarrow selling donkey meat at the corner of the street.

The shopkeeper seemed to know her, and two extra spoonfuls of braised donkey meat were added to both servings.

When she ran back with a smile on her face, the fire was still hot.

"This fire is the best in Beijing, Seventh Master taste it?" She wrapped the round cake in a handkerchief and handed it to him.

I stayed up for half a night, but I didn't feel sleepy.

Gu Tingwen didn't have the mind to leave in a hurry: "What's a good law?" ”

"You look at this barbecue is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, round and yellow and clear, Taihang donkey meat is tender, and add a spoonful of old soup marinade, and a bite is simply fragrant."

Lotus-tongued, that's what she looks like, right?

Gu Tingwen took it and asked, "You are the shopkeeper of the fire?" ”

Ren Yan was singing with his teeth.

She stood on the side of the road with loess, holding up a breakfast, and the boss behind her was a basket of fragments, no matter how she looked at it, it was miserable.

Gu Tingwen kindly didn't squeeze her anymore, nodded and rolled up the window and left.

Ren Yan gobbled up his stomach and filled his stomach, and when he entered the door, he met the master and the two senior brothers in the back kitchen.

Du Liren became angry when he saw her like this, instructed Wu Sihai to check, and when someone came to mumble to him, his face was even worse.

planned to pick people up this morning, but the happy plan turned into a bubble, and Ren Yan burst it with a smile.

He grinds his back molars, and the days to come are long!

This difficulty is over, but Ren Yan's heart is still hanging.

Foreign languages are not only available in the UK, Ming'er Du Liren gave Zhang the list of French languages, where can she be reasonable?

Throughout the day, Ren Yan pricked up his ears vigilantly, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

arrived, and the list sent by Wu Sihai was still the same as yesterday, densely packed, just one more.

Or go to church?

But she was always so troublesome to an old man she didn't know, she was quite embarrassed, and thought that she would have to find a proper recipe next time.

After asking, take a break and pick up the Upper East Market.

When she slumped over and dragged the basket into the door, something went wrong after such a gesture between the two.

The salmon pieces on the list were translated by the old priest into sardine fillets.

Ren Yan didn't recognize the two words, and he couldn't even find a reason to justify, so he could only hang his head and admit his mistake.

The little girl stood alone, scolded until she was bloody.

Everyone dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

The master is angry, who has no way to make a living, and the shopkeeper is silent, which one is willing to smash his job?