Half past ten.

The kindergarten dining car is parked at the entrance of Shenji Restaurant.

Chen Yi helped Li Rongfei move the steamer to the car.

"Come on, Brother Li, drink these soy milk on the way."

Li Rongfei took it with a smile:

"Thank you, brother Chen Yi. I have been thinking about it since I drank yesterday."

"You're welcome, go slowly."

The dining car drove away slowly and disappeared at the intersection.

Chen Yi was about to return to the store, and a Huolala was parked at the door of the store.

Two strong and muscular men opened the car door and walked out of the car.

"My brother, please ask, this is No. 14, Fumin Road, right?"

"Yes." Chen Yi nodded and asked, "Are you moving?"

"Yes, there is a beauty who wants to move, and we are helping her carry the luggage."

Chen Yi nodded, and didn't think much about turning around and returning to the store.

Ye Yirou is answering the phone.

"Hello, who?"

"I am the best friend of a woman named Han and Xiaomeng."

Ye Yirou was confused: "Xiaomeng? Why did you change your phone number?"

“Hahahaha……”

"I called you yesterday, why didn't you answer? I even blocked me!"

"Is this happening...?"

Ye Yirou frowned and thought.

The memory fragments in my mind are gradually being put together...

Yesterday at noon... the water pipe exploded... the clothes were soaked... the exposure... Chen Yi... Han Xiaomeng's phone call was in chaos... so annoying... blocked...

Thinking back to that scene, Ye Yirou couldn't help but blush and quickly explained: "Cough cough... I accidentally pressed the wrong press yesterday."

"Hmph! Is it pressed wrong?"

"I think it's a good thing that disturbed you and Shen Yi? Then you became angry and blocked me!"

Ye Yirou, whose fig leaf was uncovered, blushed and said shamelessly: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't, I just pressed the wrong one."

"Hahaha...no need to explain, explanation is to cover up. Given that Ye Yirou, you only care about being addicted to male sex, regardless of your best friend's life or death..."

"I decided to report you to Uncle Ye!"

Ye Yirou was speechless: "Report me to my dad? What did you report me?"

Han Xiaomeng's righteous voice came from her phone: "Of course it's because you don't have a home in the afternoon and stay at Shen Yi's house!"

"Hehehe, Yirou, you admit your mistake to me now..."

Ye Yirou hung up the phone directly and sneered: "Haha, how dare you threaten me?"

At this time, a sound came from somewhere.

"Ye Yirou! You hung up my phone again!"

Chen Yi and Ye Yirou looked at each other with their eyes.

"Yi Rou, are you sure you hung up the phone?"

Ye Yirou swallowed her saliva and clicked on the communication record.

The last communication record is displayed on the phone, within one minute.

"Hang out... It's over. Xiaomeng is starving to death at home, right?"

Ye Yirou's face changed. I heard that the starving ghost was extremely resentful!

"You're just starving to death!"

Han Xiaomeng walked in cursingly from the door.

"Xiaomeng?"

Han Xiaomeng gave Ye Yirou a blank look, ignored her, turned to Chen Yi's sweet head and smiled cutely: "Hand handsome Chen, give me three soup buns to add to the appetizer first."

Chen Yi sucked cold air from his mouth, and was shocked: Three soup dumplings are used to make you appetizer!

Is Yirou's best friend so edible?

No wonder Yi Rou has to carry a big bag every time she goes back.

Chen Yi said: "Okay, you can find a seat first."

"Okay handsome guy."

Han Xiaomeng walked straight to Ye Yirou, slapped the dining table with both hands, and made a "bang".

He sat down gritted his teeth, staring at Ye Yirou: "Ye Yirou!"

"Haha...Xiaomeng, why are you here?"

Ye Yirou scratched her face and turned her gaze to one side.

"I'm going to move!"

Ye Yirou turned her head, looked at Han Xiaomeng, and said in surprise: "Moving?!"

Chen Yi was surprised and recalled the two strong men just now. It wouldn’t be such a coincidence, right?

Ye Yirou held her forehead speechlessly: "I haven't brought you food twice, so why don't I move, right?"

"Only twice?"

"How come you have the nerve to say this? Do you know how I spent yesterday from noon to night?"

Han Xiaomeng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said aggrievedly: "I hope countless times that you will push the door open the next second and throw me a big bag of buns. In order to wait for you, I even lost the live broadcast."

Ye Yirou: "......"

The next second, Han Xiaomeng suddenly changed her face, hugged her chest and sneered: "In order to avoid this happening again, I decided to move!"

"From now, I will live upstairs of Chenji Restaurant!"

"You and Shen Yi Ni go, I have to be self-reliant and eat buns every day until I eat them all!"

"Your soup dumplings."

Chen Yi put down three plates and went to serve Han Xiaomeng a bowl of soy milk.

"Thank you, handsome man Chen."

Han Xiaomeng gave Chen Yi a charming look.

Chen Yi didn't dare to answer, so he sat next to Ye Yirou and took out his cell phone and started to swipe.

"Tsk, Ye Yirou, your wife is in charge of Yan, Chen Yi will be rebellious sooner or later!"

After cursing this sentence, Han Xiaomeng directly staged what it means to be a real voracious swallow.

“That’s so delicious!”

"Chen Yi, I love you so much."

Han Xiaomeng's eyes flashed and she suggested, "How about you throw away Ye Yirou and me, I will support you live in the future, and you just need to cook for me."

“……”

Chen Yi raised his head and glanced at Ye Yirou.

The latter had no reaction and had just breathed a sigh of relief when severe pain in his waist swept over.

Chen Yi hurriedly said, "Cough cough cough! Yirou's best friend, you... pay attention to your words!"

Han Xiaomeng was careless: "Don't be so stingy."

When seven or eight plates were stacked on the dining table, Han Xiaomeng was full and touched her round belly with a happy face.

"You can just turn your stomach around. It would be impolite if you convert it into too much calories."

Ye Yirou cursed speechlessly: "Childish..."

She lowered her head and took out her cell phone, clicked on Weixin, and prepared to reply to some friends' messages.

Han Xiaomeng's lips raised, and while Ye Yirou was concentrating on typing and replying to the message, she suddenly stood up.

His hands stretched out like lightning, holding Ye Yirou's confused face, the evil dragon roared: "Himmer~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Extremely rich leek and egg flavor~~
To be continued...