When Song Yi came over, Tang Wanqing had already opened the door and was waiting for him at the door.

In her own home, she dressed more casually, how comfortable and how to wear, full of casualness, and her hair was not draped, but directly pulled up, made into a ball, and tied it with a rubber band.

"Because my family rarely comes, let alone men, I don't prepare men's slippers."

Tang Wanqing gave him her slippers and said, "If you don't dislike it, just wear mine first, the size I bought is relatively large, you should barely be able to wear it." ”

"What about you?" Song Yi asked.

Tang Wanqing explained: "It's okay, I like to be barefoot at home, just like you said, I usually wear high heels outside for a long time, and when I get home, I want to make my feet free and comfortable." ”

Song Yi remembered the hateful sky she usually wears, and she understood a little.

He put on Tang Wanqing's small slippers, and said with a smile as he entered the room: "I thought you women like to wear high heels so much, you don't get tired or hurt." ”

"How is that possible!"

Tang Wanqing said with a smile: "We women like to wear high heels because they can make us more beautiful and temperamental, otherwise ghosts would be willing to wear them." ”

Coming to the restaurant, Tang Wanqing said: "I thought that you had already eaten the Chinese food I made, so today I will make it simple, so I will get you a random Western meal, and I will eat it." ”

Song Yi looked at the steak, pasta and vegetable salad in front of him, and said with a smile: "You are still called a general, being too modest is pride." ”

"Sit down and eat, taste it first, and see if you like it or not."

Tang Wan explained: "However, I don't have an electric knife and fork at home, so I use chopsticks, it's the same, no one sees it anyway." ”

“......”

Song Yi picked up a piece, took a bite of the steak, and tasted it.

The taste is very good, the meat is also very soft, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, you don't have to eat it badly in a Western restaurant.

For Tang Wanqing's skills, Song Yi felt great in his heart.

"Oops, forgot, how can you eat Western food without drinking? You wait. ”

"No need, trouble."

"No, what life wants is a sense of ritual."

Tang Wanqing got up and left, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and said, "This is the last time someone gave it to me, I don't know how it was, you can help me try the taste today." ”

"......" Song Yi.

He says he doesn't know anything about red wine.

No, to be precise, no matter what kind of alcohol, he doesn't understand, because in his previous life, because of alcohol allergies, he drank less alcohol, and he got drunk as soon as he drank.

Tang Wanqing opened the bottle, poured one-third into the decanter, and then shook it slightly, and the action was very skillful.

But just when she was halfway through her sobering, suddenly the house was dark and the power went out.

"......" Song Yi.

"......" Tang Wanqing.

After a few moments, the light on the phone's screen lit up.

Song Yi took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, illuminated this small area of darkness, and asked, "Do you have candles at home?" ”

"No, do you have one in the house?"

"Not either."

Tang Wanqing found her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, put it upside down on the table, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just use the mobile phones of the two of us as candles." ”

"Forehead ....."

Song Yi nodded and said, "It's okay, it's a good note." ”

So a table, two people, a Western meal, and two mobile phones form a unique candlelight dinner picture.

With the light, Tang Wanqing poured red wine into the red wine glasses of the two of them, and comforted herself: "Although the power is out, don't you think it's actually quite good?" Super atmospheric. ”

"I don't think it's dark, I still like when there's electricity."

"You don't know anything about romance."

Tang Wanqing teased: "You look like this, how can you chase girls in the future." ”

"A man's romance is power and money."

Song Yi gave an example: "Don't you see it all on TV? It is romantic for those who have money to take girls to eat roadside stalls, and it is romantic for those who have no money to take girls to eat roadside stalls. ”

"Really? I'm different, as long as it's someone I like, rich or not, take me to eat roadside stalls, it's all romantic. ”

"That's because you have money yourself, so you don't care if others have money or not."

"It's not...."

Tang Wanqing said depressedly: "I found that you are too realistic, can't you think of love as a better place?" ”

"I haven't encountered it, I can't think about it." At this time, Song Yi's mobile phone on the table rang, it was a video call.

He picked it up and saw that it was his mother Zhou Xiuwen.

"Who?" Tang Wanqing asked.

"My mom."

Song Yi connected and shouted at the woman in the video, "Mom." ”

Zhou Xiuwen looked at the dark picture in the video and wondered: "Son, why are you so dark there?" ”

"There was a power outage just now."

"Have you eaten then?"

"Eating."

Zhou Xiuwen said with concern: "After you came back, did you contact Wanqing?" You men have to learn to take the initiative and don't wait for girls to come to you. ”

"......" Song Yi.

My mother, every time I call, I can't say two words, that's all.

After Tang Wanqing heard it on the side, she took the initiative to break the siege and smiled: "Auntie, Song Yi is here with me." ”

"Is it Wanqing?"

Zhou Xiuwen was surprised: "Are you with Song Yi?" ”

"Yes."

Tang Wanqing took Song Yi's phone and smiled at Zhou Xiuwen in the video: "Auntie, he always likes to eat takeout, I cooked when I was free today, and asked him to come over and eat together." ”

As she spoke, Tang Wanqing switched the camera, followed the light of her mobile phone, and showed Zhou Xiuwen the dinner on the table.

"Red wine, steak..."Zhou Xiuwen silently recited in his heart.

It suddenly occurred to her that the two of them couldn't have deliberately turned off the lights at home, had a romantic affair, and were having a candlelight dinner, right?

It seems that they have been making rapid progress during this time.

No, I can't spoil their atmosphere at this time.

"Okay, Wanqing, son, you eat slowly, I won't talk to you, goodbye." After Zhou Xiuwen finished speaking, he quickly hung up the video call.

After a brief interlude.

Tang Wanqing raised her glass of red wine and said, "Come on, let's touch one, and celebrate the fire of your drama in advance." ”

"I also celebrate in advance that you are finally the heroine."

"It's all your credit."

The two clinked glasses and took a sip, and Tang Wanqing asked expectantly, "How does this wine taste?" Pure or impure? ”

"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to tell the truth?"

"Honestly, of course."

Song Yi smiled: "If I can, I want to mix your red wine with a bottle of Sprite, so that I may feel better when I drink it this way." ”

"......" Tang Wanqing.

Sprite mixed with red wine, what is this way to drink?

She's never drunk it before, and she suddenly wants to try it.

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