Yang Yuran secretly spit on it, there is a yarn, it is nothing more than a bit of about eating with Li Shuo.

Let's talk about it when she has rested enough, since she has asked for help, how can she get cooperation smoothly once.

Edited a note to Yang's mother, telling her that she didn't have to wait for dinner at night, and she made an appointment with Zhou Yuanyuan to go to supper at ten o'clock. There is no need to reply to the additional information, she will easily be woken up by the sound when she just falls asleep.

If you want to ask why you need to send a message to inform you of things in the same family, it's very simple to agree, lazy. She changed into her pajamas and lay down on the bed, and no one wanted her to leave the bed.

Because she was frightened by Yang Fei when she entered the door, the memory remained in her mind, causing Yang Fei to appear in her dream.

Yang Fei turned into a nine-tailed fox with a big red tail, she was more miserable, and she was reduced to an ordinary brown-red fox.

The nine-tailed fox always likes to swing its fluffy and shiny tail, pretending to pass by in front of Yang Yuran, passing by one hundred and eighty times a day.

Yang Yuran's tail grows slowly, and there is only one, Yang Fei is very bad-hearted, and gave her a nickname called No Tail, and spread the nickname to everyone in the valley.

In this way, Yang Yuran woke up with the sound of 'no tail'.

Weakly wiped his sweaty forehead and scolded: "Bad luck." ”

Touching the mobile phone from the bedside, pressing the light to see the time, 8:10 minutes at night, sleeping for less than 40 minutes, the nightmare is so tiring.

There are still two hours before the agreed time for supper, and I sent a message to ask Zhou Yuanyuan: How busy are you?

Sitting in the dark and waiting, my mind always comes up with a pair of dark red slender eyes, and the voice of 'no tail', which is too weird and terrifying.

Turn on the lamp and meditate cross-legged to empty your mind.

After relieving her mind for a while, Zhou Yuanyuan's reply came: Baby, Party A is so difficult, don't let me leave. I guess I'll be an hour and a half late, and I'll be there at 11 o'clock at the latest.

Yang Yuran replied weakly: Okay, you're busy, I'm not in a hurry.

relieved her best friend, she was bored in exchange. For more than two hours from 8:30 to 11:00, she had to find something to dilute the haunting nightmare memories.

Change into comfortable cotton running clothes, plan to go around the lake to run circles, and wait until nine o'clock to get closer to the agreed crayfish restaurant.

Going downstairs near the main entrance, he only glanced at it and turned his head resolutely towards the garden gate farther away.

Through the large piece of glass in the middle of the main entrance, she saw that something dirty was squatting, and it happened that the dirty thing was wearing a dress of positive colors.

Scared, scared, scared, afraid that the three sentences were wrong, Yang Fei stretched out his hand to choke her neck every minute, and pulled her soul back to her dream.

I haven't exercised for a long time, and I've only run less than three kilometers and I'm tired and out of breath.

Sitting on the bench by the West Lake to adjust your breathing, the cool evening breeze blowing on your face, refreshing and comfortable.

With your hands behind your back, your eyes slightly closed, and you can indulge in the gifts of nature.

"Sister, can you give me ten minutes?"

The Owl's inquiry sounded from beside him.

Yang Yuran's heart suddenly emptied two beats, jumped on the spot, and jumped nearly a meter away.

looked at Yang Fei, who didn't know when he was sitting on the bench, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why are you here?" ”

"My sister ran away when she saw me, and I had to chase after me."

Yang Fei's face turned pale, and she replied in a gossamer voice. If it weren't for Yang Fei's chest moving slightly with her breathing, Yang Yuran would have the illusion that she was still in a nightmare. But judging from the gasping state of the bad luck thing, it doesn't look like it's lying.

Yang Yuran raised his hand and stroked his hair irritably, and smoothed the long bangs that blocked his vision behind his ears.

"You're going to tell me about Li Shuo, right?" I asked angrily.

The bad luck thing nodded honestly, and replied rigidly: "Well, my sister didn't promise me positively, I'm worried that you just want Aunt Yang to be happy, and casually talk about playing with me." ”

Every time Yang Fei spits out two or three words, she has to take a heavy breath, which shows how low her physical fitness is, and she is not as good as Yang Yuran.

Even so, the other party still chased her for about three kilometers.

Li Shuo can like such an undying obscure thing, and he doesn't know whether he is happy or sad.

Thinking of this, Yang Yuran inexplicably wanted to laugh, and also had the mood to take care of bad things.

"You can set a date, don't worry, I won't be absent, I will bring a very decent man to the banquet. Go back, don't follow me. I'm not determined, and what I promised may be overturned because I'm in a bad mood. ”

"Okay, I'll take a taxi and go, thank you, sister."

Yang Fei took out her mobile phone and entered the online car-hailing APP, for fear that she would go slow and hear regrets.

Yang Yuran started running again and headed towards Hedong Road Food Street.

23 minutes to the agreed barbecue restaurant, just sat down a person approached to talk.

"Beauty, you also like to run around the lake at night, I set off from home at half past eight every night, let's make an appointment to run together."

The little brother took out his mobile phone and showed the WeChat QR code next to Yang Yuran's teacup.

Yang Yuran turned his head sideways and first saw the other party's sweat-soaked T-shirt, and the close-fitting white T-shirt faintly stretched out the man's waist and abdominal muscles. Looking up, he received a smile that the other party had been waiting for a long time, and the standard smile was eighty.

has a lot of white teeth, like the hero of a toothpaste advertisement. Why do people like to tailgating at night?

The thought flashed, Yang Yuran pushed his mobile phone back and politely refused: "I'm sorry, I have a husband, I'm waiting for him to eat together." ”

Yang Yuran deliberately lowered his voice to help the other party maintain his self-confidence.

Helplessly, the eight-toothed buddy didn't know how to accept it when he saw it, so he sat directly opposite her, raised his chin slightly, and put out the facial lines that he thought were perfect.

"Huh? Your husband doesn't go for a night run with you? ”

The eight-toothed buddy clamped his throat and asked in a bubble tone.

Yang Yuran smiled slightly, hooked his fingertips with his long silver-purple hair on his sideburns behind him, and said nonsense indifferently: "Well, he is very busy with work and has no time to accompany me for night runs, so he takes me to supper after work." ”

The eight-toothed buddy's eyes were straight, and the Adam's apple slid down uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"It's dangerous for a beautiful woman like you to run alone at night. Your husband is so unreliable, how can he rest assured that you will go out alone late at night, no matter how busy you are, at least you have to make time to take care of your beloved. ”

"I believe in the security of Hangzhou." Yang Yuran's perfunctory tone became more and more detached.

As if he didn't feel it, the eight-toothed buddy continued to exert the self-confident bewitchment method: "Women are like delicate roses, they need to be irrigated with time and energy, how can they just give money." ”

"There's no way, I just got married, I was pregnant with a child, and the B ultrasound check came out to protect the fetus 3, so I have to use money for everything. The stomach is not angry, it would be good to have two more, and I would raise a quintuplet country. ”

Yang Yuran's face was full of sadness, his hand was lightly on his stomach, and he sighed.

The eight-toothed buddy choked and coughed wildly, and only suppressed it when he took a cup of saliva, and still asked without giving up: "You don't look so thin, are you really pregnant?" ”

"Hmm." Yang Yuran nodded with a straight face, with an awe-inspiring look that it was impossible to joke about his reputation.

"Haha, beauty, don't be funny, your reason for rejecting people is a bit exaggerated."

The eight-toothed buddy hesitated between getting up and continuing to be cheeky, choosing the first criterion for men to pick up girls, carrying out the cheekiness skills to the end, and carrying forward the spirit of the flower messenger.

"It's too late and it's not safe, I'll wait with you, and I'll leave when your husband comes."

"Whatever you want."

Yang Yuran flipped the menu indifferently and marked the things he wanted to eat in advance with a pen.

The eight-toothed buddy stared at the dishes she drew and analyzed them one by one: "Eat more eggplant for iron, pregnant women can't eat too much seafood in the early stage, don't order seafood." Your husband is so bad that he didn't tell you this? ”

The noisy voice made Yang Yuran have a headache, and he glared at the eight-toothed buddy in displeasure.

The buddy glared, but he was even more excited, and told the health sutra bitterly: "I'm engaged in the fitness industry, and women must maintain a good rhythm in eating, resting, and exercising." You believe me, a good pace of life can make you look at least ten years younger than the average person. ”

"Are you going to let me get a card?" Yang Yuran asked about the ultimate purpose of sales.

"No, no." The eight-toothed buddy hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "I'm investing in the fitness industry, not coaching or sales. Of course, if you want to exercise, I can guide you for free. ”

"Thanks, no interest, my husband has a personal trainer and nutritionist, I can find him if I need it."

Yang Yuran's face did not change, expanding the fictional framework.

"Haha."

The eight-toothed buddy chuckled lightly in a tone that saw through the unspoken, raised his wrist to look at his eye, and sowed discord without giving up: "It's been almost half an hour since the two of us sat here, shouldn't your husband have come out of the company yet?" How to make pregnant women hungry? Or is the role of the husband just a pretext for rejecting people? ”

Yang Yuran sneered 'hehe' twice, and the mocking words came to his mouth, but before he could spit it out, a cold answer came from behind him.

"Thank you for your concern for my wife, I don't think it's a husband's dereliction of duty to occasionally indulge pregnant women in their gluttony. The premise of any food that produces bad changes is to measure, for example, shrimp contains arsenic, which can be poisoned when eaten with VC, causing abdominal pain, nausea and other symptoms. But the premise is that you have to eat hundreds of catties of shrimp. ”

The cold voice methodically expressed his professional knowledge, and his face blushed, and he was also shocked that Yang Yuran's eyes widened and he forgot to blink.

Slowly twisting his stiff neck, Qin Muyu's demonic face was imprinted in his eyes.

She stared at her stunned buddies, full of admiration for Qin Muyu. suffered a double blow, and the eight-toothed buddy stopped trying to say more to save his dignity and left angrily.

"It's late, please come home with me."

Qin Muyu's voice changed back to elegant and warm, and he stretched out his hand to her gentlemanly.

Yang Yuran was stunned, forgetting to suppress the small surprise in her heart, and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?" Is Yuanyuan outside? ”

"Yuanyuan hasn't finished negotiating with the advertising investor, she entrusted me to come and pick you up."

Qin Muyu gently grabbed her wrist and led her to get up and walk to the door: "The smell of smoke here is strong, which is not good for pregnant women." Tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I'll make it for you at home. ”

"Ha~" Yang Yuran followed Qin Muyu's side, laughing like a silver bell, piercing the other party's words into the play: "Everyone is gone, no need to act." ”

After many contacts, Yang Yuran believed in Qin Muyu's performance strength very much, and deeply felt that he had chosen the right person.

Qin Muyu looked at her with a smile in his eyes and asked, "Then Ran Ran wants to eat the barbecue I made?" ”

The gluttonous man instinctively swallowed his saliva and nodded his head again and again.

Back in the apartment, Yang Yuran first sent a message to Yang's mother, informing him that he and Zhou Yuanyuan had a good meal, and they couldn't leave the scene early and wouldn't go back to the old house at night.

Zhou Yuanyuan asked Qin Muyu to pick her up, and she definitely wouldn't say anything, and it was just right to use her girlfriend as a guise.

She went back to the apartment with Qin Muyu, and she could mention Li Shuo's dinner by the way.

Receiving the three-word reply from Mother Yang's [I know], Yang Yuran rubbed her hands and helped Qin Muyu take the barbecue ingredients to the terrace.

In just over ten minutes, Qin Muyu set up the barbecue grill, lit the charcoal, put it in the baking tray, used a small brush to evenly grease the ingredients, and spread the slices of meat on the baking tray.

The sound of sizzling exploded one after another, the smell of meat wafted up, and Yang Yuran swallowed saliva more frequently.

When the pork belly was roasted until it was slightly rolled up, Qin Muyu skillfully picked it up with a clip and put it into Yang Yuran's dipping sauce.

Yang Yuran couldn't wait to put it in her mouth with chopsticks, the scorched taste on the outside and tender on the inside with the spicy dipping sauce was so delicious that she wanted to scream, so happy!!

The chopsticks haven't stopped since they picked them up, and when they finished eating, they found that Qin Muyu basically didn't move, just serving her.

Yang Yuran took out a wet towel to wipe his mouth, and after realizing it, he saved his image, and asked embarrassedly, "Don't you eat?" ”

"I eat a lot at night, and I'm not very hungry."

Qin Muyu put down the guy who was like a barbecue stall owner, took the wet wipes handed by Yang Yuran and wiped his hands repeatedly.

"You're making a barbecue for me?"

As soon as the brainless question was asked, Yang Yuran regretted it, what an obvious thing.

"In the evening, my friends are too enthusiastic, I am really warm, I am greedy, and I help you bake and eat just enough to move your limbs to eat."

Qin Muyu seemed to sense her embarrassment, and replied with a light smile.

Shy eyes to avoid the gaze that always stared at her, Yang Yuran muttered in a low voice: "Flim tongue." ”

"If that's flamboyant, then I'll put it another way. Ran Ran worked hard for me to conceive a baby, and of course I had to be satisfied if I wanted to eat a barbecue. ”

The utterly natural words drifted into her ears and into her heart, disturbing her heartbeat and staining her cheeks red.

She clenched her little fist and smashed the chair, and asked ashamedly and ashamedly, "This stubble can't get by, is it?" ”

"Okay, okay, it's over, Ran Ran is not annoyed."

Qin Muyu responded like a child, picked up the oil pan and cleaned up his things.

Yang Yuran chose to keep his distance, and lay on the iron carved guardrail alone to calm down for a while, remembering that he didn't say anything serious.

tiptoed to the restaurant, looked inside by the three-link glass door, and saw Qin Muyu scrubbing the barbecue utensils.

The picture of hardship and hard work awakened her conscience, and she realized that she was excessive, just eating, washing, doing, and cleaning up were all the work of Vice President Qin.

Put away the little shame in his heart, walked to the man's side in a few steps, and volunteered: "I'll wipe the dishes and bowls." ”

"No, I'm done with it, cut the fruit and put it on the coffee table in the living room, let's go eat it."

Qin Muyu turned to one side, blocking her arm, and didn't give her a chance to get close to the vegetable washing sink.

"Then I'll take out the garbage and eat it."

Yang Yuran looked around and actively looked for work.

"I mentioned the garbage to be temporarily placed in a bucket at the door, and I will bring it down tomorrow morning."