The commercial street of the coastal university is full of bright lights, and the teenagers and girls who are full of youthful atmosphere are chatting and laughing in groups on the street at this moment.

As the leading university in the Jiangnan region, the coastal university covers an area of more than 500,000 square meters, and the so-called commercial street is not a street in the literal sense, but occupies nearly one-third of the commercial area.

At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner somewhere, the crooked light sign only lit up half of the text.

"I said new brother, can you change this signboard, if I have your skills, I would have become a skewer brother in Coastal University, look at it! The table was not wiped clean. ”

Wang Chuan sat on a small stool, chattering at the boss who was busy in front of the barbecue grill while skewering.

The boss also looked like a young man, estimated to be less than thirty years old, and he was sweating profusely as he reversed the steaming lamb skewers on the grill, and from time to time he had to take time to turn back and forth to reconcile.

There is no way, Wang Chuan, this kid, has to come to consume once every three days, and each consumption is not a small amount.

If it had been someone else, the boss Abdu would have turned his face a long time ago.

"Okay, hurry up and eat, you can't stop your mouth when you eat." 、

Seeing that the boss was working so hard, Song Chi couldn't help but interrupt Wang Chuan, who was still in the output state.

"Hehe, fifty skewers of mutton, four skewers of kidneys, ten skewers of mutton chops, Brother Song is enough, it's not enough to give you some lamb whip and lamb eggs."

Song Chi's face darkened.

"I'll eat a few skewers of mutton skewers, so you can make up for it yourself."

Hearing Song Chi's words, Wang Chuan looked puzzled.

In the past, Brother Song had to rush to eat kidneys with himself.

He looked at Song Chi carefully, suddenly his face changed, and he said solemnly:

"Brother Song, are you hiding something from me?"

Song Chi didn't care, he picked up a bunch of mutton skewers and was about to bring them to his mouth, when he suddenly felt a gust of wind around him.

Xia Yuyou's little head had already come over.

Looking at Xia Yuyou, who swallowed the whole mutton skewer into his mouth in one bite, Song Chi was startled and subconsciously shouted:

"I'm grass, slow down, don't go to your throat!"

Wang Chuan, who was sitting opposite Song Chi, changed his complexion.

"What are you talking about, Brother Song?"

Looking at the intact mutton skewers and the satisfied Xia Yuyou, Song Chi glanced at Wang Chuan, who had a strange face, and smiled awkwardly.

"It's nothing, what did you just ask me about?"

Wang Chuan put down the signature in his hand and stared at Song Chi, as if he wanted to see something.

"I just asked you if you were hiding something from me."

"Nope!"

Song Chi denied it, and silently secretly put the mutton skewers in his hand back on the plate.

"Why don't you eat it?"

Wang Chuan picked up the lamb skewer and handed it to Song Chi's hand, staring at Song Chi with two small squinting eyes as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

Brother Song is very strange today!

Looking at the mutton skewer in his hand, it was difficult for Song Chi to explain to Wang Chuan, just now, this mutton skewer had been smacked from beginning to end by some unknown creature.

He subconsciously shook the mutton skewers in his hand, and smiled awkwardly:

"Why do you suddenly ask that?"

Wang Chuan pointed to Song Chi's eyes.

"Why are your eyes blue?"

As the initiator, Xia Yuyou was still staring intently at the lamb chops on the plate, and Song Chi could only say casually:

"Fall."

"Fall?"

"Well, smash the corner of the table."

"Grass, did that burst the juice?"

"Get out!"

Song Chi glared at Wang Chuan, and wanted to put the mutton skewers in his hand back, preparing to take a string of mutton chops for a certain girl who had already begun to drool to taste salty.

The outstretched hand was grabbed by a chubby little hand.

The two looked at each other.

"Brother Song, eat."

"I want lamb chops."

"You just said you ate lamb kebabs."

"I've changed my mind now."

"Something is wrong with you!"

Wang Chuan stood up suddenly, startling Song Chi.

I saw this short and cute little fat man with one hand on his waist, and pointed at Song Chi with the other, and shouted with great dissatisfaction:

"You...... Is it looking for a woman behind Lao Tzu's back! ”

Abdo gave him a quizzful look.

There was a slight disgust in the doubt.

No wonder this little fat man brings that kid over every time.

Take a look for yourself, that kid is thin and tall, white and clean, and he does have some meaning.

"Are you a penman?"

"Then you ate the lamb skewers."

"Then I'll change the string, this string is cold."

"If it doesn't work, it's going to be this string."

"No," Song Chi was angry, "why do you want to bother with this lamb skewer?" ”

"You don't understand," Wang Chuan's tone was a little low, "You used to spoil me, but now I just let you eat a bunch of mutton skewers, and you won't even be." ”

He stared at Song Chi in a lonely tone.

"You must have a woman out there."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Song Chi stood up from the small stool and grabbed Wang Chuan's little fat hand.

Abdu's shoulders trembled.

"Don't go," Song Chi said in a deep tone.

"The money hasn't been paid yet."

"Then you ate the lamb skewers."

"Okay, I'll eat."

Wang Chuan did it and stared at Song Chi directly.

"You have a woman outside?"

Xia Yuyou lay on his back lightly, poked out a small head, and blew the wind into Song Chi's ears.

Song Chi is going crazy.

One Wang Chuan is enough for him, and now there is another Xia Yuyou.

I knew I shouldn't have come out at night.

If it weren't for the shyness in his pocket, he would have to be tough and leave after paying.

Looking at the lamb skewers that were still bubbling with hot oil, Song Chi slowly handed it to his mouth.

The spicy smell of chili peppers and the aroma of cumin hit his sense of smell, but at this moment, his mind was full of Xia Yuyu's cherry mouth.

This piece of meat, once in Xiao Xia's mouth, was teased by her soft lilac tongue......

"Brother Song, you haven't drunk either, why are you blushing?"

"yes, yes, why are you blushing?"

Song Chi's eyes closed, and he bit off most of the mutton skewers.

Suddenly, he lost sensation in his back as if it was frozen.

"Xiao Song, did I eat that skewer in your hand?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of a pair of eyes without any bright color, Song Chi lowered his head, his hands trembling.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bed bug."

"What do you say?"

Wang Chuan came over puzzled.

Song Chi raised his eyes and glared at the little fat man in front of him, and picked up a string of lamb chops hatefully.

Seeing that Xia Yuyou, who had a mouthful of oil, did not continue to worry about himself, he pretended to tremble, and the lamb chops in his hand fell to the ground.

"Oh, what a pity!"

Wang Chuan looked at Song Chi, who was performing pompously, and his eyebrows jumped.

"How do I feel like you're doing it on purpose?"

Song Chi simply ignored the little fat man in front of him, picked up the lamb skewers on the plate and feasted on them.

He had just suddenly figured out something.

What the beautiful girl has eaten, she doesn't have to eat, and no one wants to eat it!