Chapter 565 (2/2)
Smell speech, Fang Yuan ha, as if to hear a big joke: ”Ma jianzhe, you don't piss, take care of yourself, there is that place on your body that can let me love you can't extricate myself.”
”Every place in me is enough for you to love me. Do you want to have a try?”
His breath and Fangyuan close, evil charm smile with the power of demagogue, Fangyuan almost nodded to agree, fortunately the phone rang.
Fang Yuan hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his bag. At the moment when he saw Li Yang's name, his surging heart fell down heavily.
”Yuanyuan, I'm sorry just now, but I'm too impulsive.” Li Yang did not go, sitting in the car looking at the 22nd floor, her home has not turned on the light.
Is it because I just scared her? Or where she went.
Opposite?
No, the man has not come back after he went to America, not to mention the lights on the other side.
”Don't apologize. It's my fault. I'm not ready.” Square round drooping eyes, like a child doing wrong: ”are you home?”
”I... I haven't left yet!”
Fang Yuan was startled, his brain was buzzing with a blast: ”you didn't go, still downstairs?”
”Well, what about you? Did you go upstairs? I don't think the light in your house is on
Fang Yuan didn't want to play with Ma jianzhe. He quickly opened the door and reached out to turn on the light. But he stopped at that moment and said: maybe the switch is broken and there is no electricity in the home. ”
She lied calmly and looked like an old hand, which not only made Ma jianzhe sneer.
Fang Yuan didn't care about Ma jianzhe. He went to the window and waved with the light of his mobile phone: ”did you see me? I'm fine at home.”
”Yes.” Li Yang looked at the flickering light and laughed: ”it's not convenient if the switch is broken, or...” he wanted to say, go to my house!
This sentence has not finished, restored the former room bright.
Ma jianzhe leaned against the door and knocked his hand on the switch, with a bad smile in his mouth.
Fang Yuan frowns and looks at Ma jianzhe, holding the mobile phone finger slightly hard.
”Isn't the switch broken?”
”Oh, I forgot to tell you, I called the property of the community, just came to repair the switch.”
”Well, then...”
”I'm ok. You can go home and have a drink and have a rest early. We'll see you tomorrow.”
”I'll pick you up tomorrow morning.”
”Good!”
Hang up the phone, Fang Yuan with a pair of angry eyes staring at him, that look like he would like to tear up.
Ma jianzhe shrugged, put the flower on the tea table, turned back to his home, and still did not forget to wave with her.
This is a naked provocation. Fang Yuan feels that he has become a fish to be slaughtered by others, and he is restrained everywhere.
She didn't like her.
The next morning, Fang Yuan got up early and waited for Li Yang to pick him up, but it was ma jianzhe's knock on the door.
In the hand is soybean milk fried dough sticks, but also steaming hot, and obviously just bought back.
Fang Yuan saw the words ”Lao Jiu” printed on the bag. It was like a small stone placed on the surface of a calm lake, causing ripples.
This Laojiu breakfast shop has been working for more than 20 years. The most famous ones are soybean milk and old-fashioned fried dough sticks. They are sold out at six o'clock every day, but they are sold out in half an hour. Some people have to wait in line for an hour before they can eat their bean milk fried dough sticks, but there is nothing left.
Fang Yuan especially likes to eat, but because he wants to get up early, he has not eaten for a long time, but he bought it back.
”You haven't eaten yet. Try the soybean milk fried dough sticks of Laojiu family. It's said that the net red ones are very good.”
Seeing that Fangyuan didn't mean to get out of the way, Ma jianzhe directly reached out and pushed Fangyuan aside. He went straight into the house without changing his shoes.
”I heard that his family sold so fast that he went to line up at five o'clock, but there were still fifty people in line. It was terrible.” He said, from the kitchen spoon, directly sat on the table to eat, bit a fried dough sticks, crispy shell inside but soft, not greasy, really delicious: ”really good, come and have a taste.”
Waving to the square, he didn't take himself as an outsider at all.Fang Yuan stood at the door and wanted him to go out. He thought about it. He left after he finished eating it. What's more, he didn't eat soybean milk fried dough sticks for a long time. He dreamed about it last night.
Without affectation, he closed the door and went to the kitchen. He took the empty bowl and poured the soybean milk into it. He tore the dough sticks into pieces and threw them into it. He ate them with a spoon.
”Oh, what kind of food is this? I'll try it too!”
His so-called taste is not to make a bowl of his own, but a spoon into her bowl.
Eating the same bowl, she and Li Yang have never had such intimacy, Fangyuan's action is stiff.