On this day, there are not many people in the fried noodle shop again.

After Song Tianbao entered the door, the last migrant worker who had finished fried noodles left. For some reason, Sister Mei Xiang was particularly happy when she saw Song Tianbao today. The ingredients she put in Song Tianbao's fried noodles were also very good. In three plates of fried noodles, at least one and a half pounds of lean meat were added.

Sister Mei Xiang knew Song Tianbao's taste and even put a little bean paste in the fried noodles. Because the taste was very strong, Song Tianbao killed the three plates of fried noodles in a few seconds.

Sister Mei Xiang sat next to her and watched Song Tianbao finish the fried noodles with her own eyes. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised from time to time, and her face began to flush. As soon as Song Tianbao finished eating, she handed a tissue of Xinxiang from the side: "Eat slowly, don't choke!"

"Well, it's so delicious. Aunt Mei's fried noodles are delicious."

Song Tianbao wiped the oil from his mouth with a tissue. Just as he was about to pay, Mei Xiang grabbed a chopstick next to him and gently knocked his head: "What's the money? From now on, you come to your sister's house to eat fried noodles, but your sister doesn't charge you. You can eat a few bowls if you want!"

Song Tianbao was a little confused: "Why? If you don't charge me money, would I be embarrassed to come to you to eat fried noodles?"

"My sister said she would not charge money, but she would not charge money. Last week, several gangsters came to my store to find fault and collect protection fees. Didn't you all call me? Also, Aguda and Fried Tiao from your No. 8 Middle School also paid back the more than 600 yuan owed to our store yesterday. I remember all these things in my heart."

"No, you have to pay for it!"

"Okay, stop beating with my sister anymore. I'll be unhappy again later!"

Mei Xiang pretended to be angry, and then her two almond eyes smiled again. She rolled up her sleeves and exposed her white arms like lotus roots. She brought a bowl of black chicken soup from the stove next to her and placed it in front of Song Tianbao: "The fried noodles just now are too dry. Do you drink some black chicken soup to replenish them?"

Song Tianbao was a little moved and nodded to Meixiang: "Thank you, Aunt Meixiang."

"I've told you so many times, just call me Sister Mei Xiang. The soup is a little hot, be careful not to burn it."

As he said that, Sister Mei Xiang gently wiped over Song Tianbao. Because the distance between the dining table was very narrow, when Sister Mei Xiang passed by, a part of her body accidentally touched the back of Song Tianbao's head. Suddenly, Song Tianbao felt an extremely soft and firm feeling.

He swallowed his saliva and hurriedly buried his head in drinking the soup.

The black chicken soup is very strong and has a faint ginseng fragrance. When you enter your mouth, your whole body and mind fatigue is relieved...

"Sister Mei Xiang, your hot pot is so delicious. I have never tasted it before."

"Nonsense, this is the old hot boiled cooked by my sister who I personally stewed for you. I have been simmering on a light heat since last night. It will only smell at 6 o'clock this morning? If you like to drink it, my sister will stew it for you every day in the future and replenish your body."

"Sister Mei Xiang, why are you so kind to me? If you do this again, I will be embarrassed to come to you to eat fried noodles in the future. If you don't charge money, others will gossip about us?"

Song Tianbao has been rumored to be kept by Mei Xiang, so he is still very taboo about this. After all, Sister Mei Xiang is the owner of a fried noodle shop and is also a married man. If this is heard by Zhou Ningning, how can he be a human being?

Sister Mei Xiang smiled, then gently poked Song Tianbao's forehead with orchid fingers: "Boy, don't you just drink soup and eat fried noodles? What other gossip can you say? My sister didn't let you eat tofu. Besides, if you really want to eat my tofu, as long as my sister is willing, no one else can care about it!"

"Sister Mei Xiang, this..."

Song Tianbao's face was covered in darkness.

Faced with such an open topic of Mei Xiang, he really didn't know what to answer. To be honest, Mei Xiang is not too old, at most she is in her early thirties. Although she is a little lucky, she is very tall and has white skin, especially the two charming mountains on her chest. I don't know how many boys who came to eat fried noodles. Even Pipilu has said more than once that his dream is to go to Mei Xiang to "travel around" and he is willing to spend any money. However, every time Pipilu comes to the store, Mei Xiang is too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Oh, are you embarrassed?"

Sister Mei Xiang saw that Song Tianbao's expression was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed. She came to Song Tianbao again, erecting the huge mountain high, gently pulling Song Tianbao's hot ears with her hands, and then said softly: "Boy, my sister is willing to let you eat tofu, do you still feel at a disadvantage?"

"No, I just think... we are not suitable, it is indeed a bit inappropriate!"

“What’s wrong with it?”

"It's not suitable, it's not suitable. Sister Mei Xiang, stop talking about it."

"Fuck! As long as I am willing, no one can care about it. Tianbao, my sister tells you a secret, do you want to hear it?"

"What, what secret?"

Song Tianbao felt that his forehead was sweating because Sister Mei Xiang stood in front of him and refused to leave. The smell on her body was always filled with Song Tianbao's nose. It was a unique fragrance of young women, and even the smell of chopped green onions and garlic. Although the fragrance was a bit pungent, it was indeed very strong.

"Sister tell you the truth. My sister has divorced and I just completed the procedures last week."

"For, why?"

Song Tianbao was a little surprised.

"No, your brother-in-law had a video chat with a vixen, and I saw it. So, bye!"

"But, Sister Mei Xiang, are you too arbitrary? My brother-in-law was chatting with a girl, and you divorced him. So, did he cheat?"

"I'm not cheating. It's just your brother-in-law's bald man. Who would want to cheat with him? Moreover, at present, I'm the only one doing this restaurant, and my sister has the financial power. Even if he wants to cheat, he doesn't have the funds for activities."

"Why do you want to leave him with such a decent person?"

When Song Tianbao asked this, Sister Mei Xiang blushed again. She bent down gently, then put her mouth to Song Tianbao's ear, and whispered: "Actually, there is another most important reason why my sister and her brother-in-law divorced."

"What, what's the reason?"

"Your brother-in-law...can't do it!"

“…”

Song Tianbao finally didn't dare to speak anymore.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

There were no outsiders in the store, and Song Tianbao and Mei Xiang looked at each other.

Song Tianbao felt his mind started to get hot. He knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. After all, Sister Mei Xiang told him all the things she kept the most confidential.

Isn't this hint obvious enough?

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