Fu Shiyan shook his phone and said, "One hundred thousand yuan."
An Yan said with a joking smile: "I thought it would be useful just by brushing your face."
Fu Shiyan: "..."
An Yan held his hand and said, "To others, your money is better than your face, but to me, your face is better than your money."
Fu Shiyan raised his eyebrows, "Then I'm really touched."
"Of course." An Yan held his hand and said, "Let's go. Since the money has been spent, let's hurry up."
The two boarded the sunset sightseeing bus, and the staff locked the door.
The sightseeing car looks like a pumpkin from a distance, moving slowly up the track.
Fu Shiyan stood behind An Yan, holding her in his arms and resting his chin on her hair. The two of them looked at the orange-red sky in the distance, as if they were soaked in orange-flavored soda.
At the highest point, Fu Shiyan lifted the girl's chin with his fingertips, looked at her delicate little face, his Adam's apple rolled, and lowered his head to kiss her little mouth. There were only two of them in the sightseeing car, but it was transparent after all.
, so Fu Shiyan was not too presumptuous and just kissed her.
He hugged her tightly and couldn't help but leaned forward, "Yan Yan, are you hungry?"
An Yan was kissed until she was wet, "What?"
"I asked you if you are hungry?"
"You're not hungry, what's wrong?"
Fu Shiyan pressed her waist firmly with his palm, "Then let's go back to the hotel first, okay?"
An Yan realized that this man was full of color again.
She pursed her lips and said, "I'm hungry."
Fu Shiyan chuckled, "Then I'll feed you."
"you!"
Seeing the girl's angry expression, Fu Shiyan clicked his tongue, "It was you who seduced me first."
"But I don't want you every day! You every day! I haven't slept a full night since I was with you!"
Fu Shiyan coaxed her patiently, placing his thin lips on her ear bones, "Okay."
When Fu Shiyan acted coquettishly, An Yan's soul was gone.
As soon as the sightseeing car reached the end, the staff opened the door, and Fu Shiyan took An Yan's hand and strode out.
The two took a taxi and went straight to the hotel.
An Yan asked, "What should I do with your car?"
Fu Shiyan said, "Han Yang has a spare key. He will pick it up when the time comes."
Han Yang: I am really a tool man.
After getting off the car, Fu Shiyan took An Yan into the hotel and took the elevator.
"We haven't booked a guest room yet."
Fu Shiyan calmly took out a room card from his trouser pocket and said, "It has been prepared for a long time."
An Yan: "..."
The door opened, Fu Shiyan entered the room with An Yan in his arms, hooked his long legs, and the door was closed.
Before An Yan could see the view inside the room clearly, the man pressed her against the door.
What caught her eye was the man's lustful eyes. She thought about taking a shower first, but the man didn't give her a chance to speak, so he blocked her mouth, and then the two entered the bathroom entangled...
..
It's around nine o'clock in the evening.
An Yan was lying on the big bed. She didn't want to move at all, watching various sharks, manta rays and swarms of small fish of various colors swimming around inside the special tempered glass cover.
She closed her eyes, tired and hungry.
When Fu Shiyan took her to take a bath just now, she was so hungry that she wanted to drink the bath water.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned her face to the other side and saw Fu Shiyan walking over with a bath towel around his waist.
He wiped his hair with a dry hair towel and sat on the edge of the bed, "Are you hungry?"
"What do you think? Humph!"
"It's my fault for not feeding you."
Hearing this, An Yan used all her strength to get up and threw the pillow on the man.
Fu Shiyan wasn't annoyed, he just smiled and said, "It seems you still have strength, my fault."
An Yan flat-mouthed, got into the blanket and ignored him.
Fu Shiyan fished the person out and said, "I heard that there is an old shop in Linshi that specializes in wontons. Can I take you there to eat?"
"I'm not hungry!"
After An Yan finished speaking, her stomach rumbled at an inappropriate time.
Fu Shiyan put her clothes on and took her out.
After walking along the main road for about ten minutes, the two of them turned into a small alley.
The alley is very narrow and can only accommodate three people. Red lanterns are hung on both sides, giving it a feeling of an ancient lantern festival.
The old shop Fu Shiyan was talking about is at the deepest part of the alley.
As soon as the two of them were about to go in, the boss came out and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, you two, the shop is closed."
Fu Shiyan looked at the time, "It's just half past nine."
The boss nodded, "It's my wife's birthday and she's waiting for me to have cake when I get back."
Fu Shiyan said, "Then let's pack it ourselves, cook it ourselves, and pack it up before we leave."
The boss was stunned, "This..."
"One hundred thousand yuan." Fu Shiyan took out his mobile phone and prepared to scan the QR code.
Boss, "Are you kidding me?"
"My girlfriend is hungry, please hurry up."
The boss quickly took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code. Only when the 100,000 yuan arrived in the account did he realize that the other party was not joking.
"Okay, the meat filling is in the basin, and there is also a piece of noodles in the basin. You can make it yourself, as long as you don't set my shop on fire." After the boss finished speaking, he left quickly.
The two closed the shop first, after all, they could not entertain customers.
When they came to the kitchen, the two of them washed their hands first and stood in front of the panel.
An Yan asked, "Can you make wontons?"
"I can learn now."
An Yan curled her lips, "Then I'll roll the skin first, you wait."
She took out the last piece of dough from the basin and started kneading it, then rolled it out with a rolling pin into a thin sheet, and then cut it into diamond-shaped squares.
She taught Fu Shiyan how to wrap wontons. Although he didn't wrap them very well, fortunately the fillings were not exposed.
"Yanyan, you've got some skin here." Fu Shiyan reminded.
An Yan asked, "Where?"
"Right here."
An Yan remembered that the last time she made dumplings, Fu Shiyan had rubbed her the wrong way, so she wouldn't be fooled this time.
She directly rubbed her hand on the man's face, "Is this right here?"
Fu Shiyan smiled, "The little guy has learned a lot."
"This is called eating a pit and gaining wisdom." An Yan put the wrapped wontons into the boiling water and then mixed the soup.
Seeing the girl preparing the food carefully, Fu Shiyan asked, "Can you figure out this wonton filling?"
"It should be made with old soup, so it's very fragrant. I don't have that ability." An Yan saw the wontons floating up, so she turned off the fire, put the wontons into the prepared soup, and added coriander.
Fu Shiyan brought a dinner plate and placed two bowls of wontons on it. They left the kitchen and chose a small table for four to sit down.
Looking at the steaming wontons, the two looked at each other and smiled.
An Yan picked up the spoon, blew on it and handed it to the man's mouth, "Have a taste."
Fu Shiyan took one bite and said, "It's not bad."
He also filled a bowl of cold water and fed it to An Yan.
An Yan sighed, "Is it because I'm too hungry that I find it so delicious?"
"Maybe, this is all my fault."
An Yan rolled her eyes at him, "Ayan, can you tell me the story of Lu Minglan and that woman?"
"So curious? Why don't you ask about my past?"
An Yan thought to herself, I really don't want to know him too well.
She cleared her throat, "I'll wait for you to tell me your past slowly. Now you have to satisfy my gossip."
Seeing her impatient look, Fu Shiyan chuckled for a while. He coughed lightly and said, "This matter has to start five years ago."