Chapter 89: It doesn’t hurt if you blow it [please subscribe]

Author: Index Han

Chapter 89: It doesn’t hurt if you blow it [please subscribe]

"Sister Piaopiao cooks today." Tang Shi sat in the back seat of the electric car, hugging Song Ci's waist, and talking to him: "The braised pork and sweet and sour pork ribs she made are simply amazing."

Song Ci expressed expectations.

When he rode an electric bike to the small street intersection, Song Ci turned his head and said, "If you still lack anything at home, let's buy it back."

After riding the car forward a little, Song Ci stopped, looked at the vegetables, and waited for Tang Shi to call.

After keeping the phone in front of your ear for a long time, no one answered the phone. Tang Shi shook her head: "Let's go back first, maybe you're busy cooking."

Putting away her cell phone, Song Ci took her home.

Many young couples who get off work are like this, riding an electric bike to carry their partner, discussing what to eat, while the price of what dishes has increased.

This alley is very ignited and has a very lifelike atmosphere.

Perhaps, the most touching feeling in the book is this feeling, in the excitement, with a kind of comfort and peace, contradictory but not contradictory.

Passing through the street surrounded by crowds of people and fragrance, you will reach your doorstep.

Every time I go home, I have to be tortured by the aroma. I have to fry, fry, steam and cook everything, and all kinds of aromas are like being dragged back.

Back at the yard, Song Ci looked at the Tang poet.

Then he looked back at Tang Shi and pointed to her house: "Baby, see what's going on?"

The door was closed and the lights were not on, let alone someone was cooking, obviously no one was at her house.

Obviously, Tang Shi was also stunned.

I called in the afternoon and said that she was cooking tonight, and now I don’t know where I go.

She called Liu Piaopiao with her cell phone. Song Ci parked the car. Listening to the ringtone of the cell phone ringing at Liu Piaopiao's house, Song Ci pulled Tang Shi for a while.

Putting down the phone and listening to the sound, the two of them came to Liu Piaopiao's door. The door was half-closed and the room was pitch black.

Song Ci and Tang Poetry:??

With two big question marks, Tang Shi pushed the door open and turned on the lights, which illuminated the room. Then the two of them looked at the scene in front of them, feeling speechless.

Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo leaned against the sofa. Liu Piaopiao's legs were still pressing against Mo Mo's legs, leaning against his arms, sleeping soundly. Mo Mo's face was pressed against Liu Piaopiao's forehead and fell asleep.

His hands were still on Liu Piaopiao's waist. Occasionally, a trace of saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth and fell into Liu Piaopiao's hair.

Tang Shi and Song Ci looked at each other, looking at the wine bottles on the table. Chu Lei estimated that there were three boxes of wine. After drinking so much, it was no wonder that they fell asleep.

"They are developing too fast, right?" Tang Shi felt that this development speed was a little beyond her understanding.

Liu Piaopiao said before that he would look at it everywhere. Now, no matter how you look at it, do you just look at it first?

He said it was still early and early, and he slept very well. When people were not here outside, they had not yet gotten up in their mood? So they were so calm?

"We are all twenty-seven or eight years old. You know that I have a bad intention, and I know that you pretend to be reserved. Isn't it normal? Anyway, I'm going to get married." Song Ci said.

He knew that he came here not for rest, but for not resting. He had just arrived, and who knew what he had drunk besides drinking?

"Are you hungry?" Tang Shi pushed Liu Piaopiao, and Liu Piaopiao nodded and looked at Tang Shi pitifully.

She is always too soft-hearted.

Song Ci knew that she was going to cook when she looked at her expression. Song Ci pinched Mo Mo again, it was all you. He insisted on drinking with Liu Piaopiao, and even let my wife cook.

Standing up, Song Ci and Tang Shi went to cook.

Liu Piaopiao couldn't help laughing: "Does it hurt to pinch?"

Mo Mo nodded helplessly: "This dog is so cruel that it's all gone."

She originally said she wanted to cook, so she just kept her mouth. Who knew that she was addicted to male sex, forgot this and fell asleep.

Things like vows can't resist reality. No matter what you say, it will change according to reality. That's how she is.

It was also those worries that Mo Mo said frankly, leaving her without so much confinement.

"I'll get you some white medicine and spray it." Liu Piaopiao got up and went back to the house.

Song Ci pointed and said to Tang Shi, "You see, she is not drunk at all, and she is still walking steadily, both of them are pretending."

Tang Shi washed the vegetables and nodded.

Putting the leaves in the basket, Song Ci looked at her: "Why don't you let them cook? They obviously have been idle for a day, we have been busy for a day, and we still have to cook."

Trojan horse!

Tang Shi kissed him: "Is it better?"

Song Ci nodded: "It's better!"

In fact, he is sour, do you understand? He is not petty, petty, or sour.

What level are you? You actually progress faster than me?

Doesn’t this seem to me not work hard? You have only been twice, do you understand or not?

Tang Shi felt that she had caught Song Ci's pulse and took another sip on tiptoe: "What about now?"

"Baby, I want to eat shredded potatoes! It's dry-fried." Song Ci was very careless, and he looked completely different from the perfunctory look just now.

Tang Shi couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

With this pursuit, she said that she would not give him a chance. She didn't know how to mention it. She was always embarrassed to say: Come on, exchange saliva!

In the end, Liu Piaopiao was sensible and knew to go into the kitchen to help, although she drove Song Ci out.

Looking at the smiling Song Ci, Liu Piaopiao asked her curiously: "How did you coax it?"

Unable to help laughing, Tang Shi pointed at her face: "He is so coaxing, but he is just unbalanced. Just give him two."

It's that simple.

Liu Piaopiao was so happy. Song Ci said just now that he felt uncomfortable seeing the scene was more like killing me. Hahaha, it was obviously sore.

"What's going on with you?" Tang Shi asked him.

Liu Piaopiao sighed.

"I'm going to sell myself for a good price, so that if I divorce in the future, my son will not be mine." Liu Piaopiao replied: "And I've seen it, fifteen centimeters."

Tang poetry: "."

She thought it was mainly fifteen centimeters.

"This is very important!" Liu Piaopiao looked at her: "Fifteen centimeters."

The speechless Tang Shi gave her the position and helped her out, and she didn't want to cook anymore.

It’s not because she didn’t show off her, she was afraid that Liu Piaopiao would envy her.

Who doesn't have it?

"He didn't touch you? Didn't chew on you?" Tang Shi asked.

Liu Piaopiao pointed at herself: "I probably tried it if I was real, pretending to touch it inadvertently, and pretending to be honest. Everyone is about to reach the age of 3, understand."

Just like what Song Ci said, you know that I have a bad plan, I know that you pretend to be reserved, and when everyone stops, the rhythm will be consistent.

After eating and drinking, Song Ci looked at Mo Mo and asked him to mention the matter first.

Mo Mo was so silent, when he couldn't see Song Ci's eyes, he chatted with Liu Piaopiao.

It took him a long time to ask where he slept?

Liu Piaopiao thought about it and didn't say anything. Song Ci pointed to his own home, and Mo Mo agreed.

"Why don't you go together?" Tang Shi looked at Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo: "Anyway, there will be third ones and twos. I don't ask questions during the day, so what are the problems at night."

What's pretentious?

Tang Shi directly expressed their ideas, but of course they did not admit it.

"That won't work. What kind of morality does it mean to be unmarried?" Song Ci opposed them living together.

They were paired up and they had to stay alone in the empty room, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

He was afraid that he would rest at night.

"Then I'll be with Shishi, you two will make arrangements for it yourself." Liu Piaopiao giggled. She didn't want to be so sinful and seldom as soon as possible.

There is some preparation time and a transition.

No one cares about it for the past few years, and only raised dragons, suddenly, she needs to be slow.

After making arrangements like this, Song Ci smiled happily. Anyway, his goal has been achieved. As for Lao Mo, let him calm down at night.

At night, Song Ci returned to the familiar quilt, smelling the scent that gradually became deep in memory, and slept very soundly.

I slept until early the next morning.

He didn't know that Tang Shi entered the room, but Tang Shi blushed and went out of the room to cook.
To be continued...