The intersection that Su Feng said was right next to the school's commercial area, and at this time, except for a few breakfast shops with a few people eating, the rest of the shops had not yet opened.

Zhong Nuanyang stood in the shade of a tree at the intersection, hiding from the sun, which had been very energetic since the morning. Bored, she noticed that the flower shop in the shopping street had opened early. The strong boss with the tattooed flower arm was holding a big broom and carefully sweeping the petals and leaves scattered in front of the door, it seemed that he had been busy for a while, and most of the undershirts on his body were wet.

"What are you looking at?" With Su Feng's voice, Zhong Nuanyang's eyes darkened, and a picture scroll with some curled corners appeared in front of her.

"You really picked it up." Zhong Nuanyang snatched the scroll and flipped a few pages quickly, the immature brushstrokes and sour dialogue hit her eyes, making her unbearable to look at directly.

"What are you lying to?" Su Feng glanced at the owner of the flower shop that Zhong Nuanyang had been staring at just now, and saw that his tendon flesh was looming under the tight sweatshirt, and couldn't help frowning: "I practice, it's not worse than him, don't believe it, look at my biceps ......" As he spoke, he began to show off his muscles, winning Zhong Nuanyang's speechless eyes.

"Hey, I'm serious, I don't believe you wait three months, no, two months......" Su Feng saw Zhong Nuanyang ignore him and walked forward, unwillingly chattering while walking.

"Can you be quiet, my head is going to be broken by you." Zhong Nuanyang noticed that the passers-by next to him were staring at them, and couldn't help but turn around to stop his endless Versailles.

"Yes, it's the first time I've been told to be quiet when I'm so old." Su Feng gritted his teeth and looked a little unwilling: "When do you stare at me like that, I will be quiet." ”

Zhong Nuanyang's ears were red, she thought about it, and simply stood down, Su Feng also stopped, and found that Zhong Nuanyang didn't mean to speak, and the two of them stared at each other in the middle of the road. After a while, Su Feng couldn't help it anymore and took the initiative to break the silence.

"What's wrong, what do you want to say?"

"Didn't you make me stare at you like that, satisfy you."

Su Feng was speechless for a moment, and sighed for a long time: "Okay, you won, I can't fight you, let's keep going, I won't mention this stubble again." ”

Zhong Nuanyang pursed the corners of his mouth and did not answer, and the two of them walked through the rich boulevard and soon walked to the gate. There was a narrow commercial street on the right hand side of the door, and Su Feng took her to a few shops and stopped at the door of an inconspicuous fly restaurant.

"That's it. You find a place to sit inside, and I'll order food from the boss. ”

"Where's the boss? Are you sure he opened the door? Zhong Nuanyang looked at the deserted courtyard, it didn't look like someone else, and he was a little suspicious that Su Feng had misremembered the time.

"Are you having breakfast, find a seat inside." As soon as Zhong Nuanyang's voice fell, there was a Hui sister with a white turban behind her, she was holding a basin in her hand, which was steaming and couldn't tell whether it was a steamed bun or a bun.

"Eldest sister, have you wrapped the red date dumplings I mentioned to you last time, and pumpkin porridge, bring us two bowls." Su Feng was familiar with the road and half-pushed Zhong Nuanyang to find a place to sit down in the small space inside, and wiped the black and shiny wooden table with a paper towel while ordering.