Chapter 45 (1/2)

Basile's accent reminded them of the dishes in northeast part of China, which they would like to have a taste

Fortunately, there was a restaurant of northeast taste in the Jinbao street not far away

The seven students were sitting around the big table Ye Dong was in charge of ordering

As a big fellow from northeast part of China, he had a voice most on the dishes of his home town

They lost their reserved irl of student's union was surprised at the scene

”Eh, you, Qin Guan Return reedy! Loose your sticks” wang Lei and Qin Guan were fighting for a piece of sour and sweet pork

”Ye Dong, will you eat the table with a handful of cu Dare you eat the last stick of blood sausage? fuck, you really eat it If Ma Yun [1] asks you to give you ten million yuan in case that you eat shi+t, you'll eat until he go bankrupt”

”For a blood sausage, Liu Xiaoyang put shi+t onto the dining table”

The girl covered her face without a word Mu Lejiang and Li Jie were reciting poems at other side of table

They combined sentences froether, which were good jokes for others

What talented people! They made poems even for food!

The rooirl stolen a glance at Ye Dong He looks so bold, a good htly

Congratulations on Ye Dong, who got a girl's heart unconsciously

As an expert of love affairs, Li Jie discovered it at one glance

Actually, Ye Dong had soirl They were both in the society of public relations, one of as in charge of internal affairs, while the other arranged the external affairs

Theyinitiatively asked her to be together for the activity

The most important reason lied in her hometown She also ca won't confess his wicked intention The girl's height goes ith me

Generally speaking, people of northeast China were tall Ye Dong was of 190 cht of 170 cm

Yang Jing was the naant and silent, while she was quite rash and too much in haste

Ye Dong was obsessed with her For a long ti often ”

His roommates' ears were filled with her name Finally, they met her personally that day

Li Jin found the scene was hopeful for Ye Dong

He continued to stir up, ”Eldest brother, why don't you present Yang Jing with a cup of tea? The little girl worked for us today We should thank her for her effort”

Ye Dong was heavily blushed His face was nearly purple

Ye Dong, pushed by others, walked to Yang Jing with his hand and foot of the same side He took the white tea pot to pour a cup of tea for Yang Jing, as also ashamed She took a sip

The others were shouting, ”Cross-cupped tea, cross-cupped tea”

Yang Jing's face was nearly buried under the table Ye Dong rushed to beat them

There was a ood The hanging uys that it furtively hid behind dark clouds

The seven persons, with shabby backpack, were on their way back to college threading on the light of lamps Their sto warm