100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 3115 Is he abusing his stomach?
After a while, Ye Ning asked her, "Why are you going now?"

"I'm going home." She smiled, "What else can I do?"

"Did you read books every day during the winter vacation?"

"No, occasionally watching dramas."

While the two were chatting, not far away, a little girl with an ice cream came bouncing over, wearing a rainbow-colored skirt and two small ponytails, chasing a young girl behind her. Woman, "Don't you run! Watch out for falling! Stop!"

"No! Mom! Come and chase me!" The little girl, who looked like five or six years old, looked back while running, and by accident, the ice cream rubbed onto Shen Xixi's skirt!
"what!"

The young mother was taken aback!Hurry up and run over here!
The little girl was also a little confused, looking down at the stained skirt with Shen Xixi!

Ye Ning took out a handkerchief and bent down to wipe her skirt.

"What are you doing? Why are you so careless?" The young woman ran over and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Miss, I'm sorry." The little girl stood in front of Xixi, raised her eyes and stared at him, her voice was soft and sweet, "I didn't mean it."

Seeing the apologetic and embarrassed look of the mother and daughter, Shen Xixi quickly smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, child, don't blame her."

"Thank you for your understanding, I'm really sorry." The young mother quickly took out a wet tissue from her bag and handed it over, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She kept saying sorry.

"It doesn't matter." Shen Xixi reached out to take it, and was also very polite, "She's just a child, so don't talk about her."

Ye Ning wiped it for her with a handkerchief, then took a wet tissue from her hand and wiped it neatly.

Then the mother and daughter bowed to her and left apologetically.

Ye Ning had already wiped the ice cream off her skirt for her.

"Thank you." Shen Xixi was surprised by his actions and was also very moved.

"Why are you being polite?" Ye Ning looked around, "Should I take you to buy a new one? A little bit hasn't been cleaned yet."

"It's not necessary, I'll just go back and wash it."

"That's fine." Ye Ning didn't force it, "Did you come out alone?"

"Ah."

"Are you in a hurry?"

Shen Xixi was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to go to the club?" Ye Ning said mysteriously, "Do you play games?"

"Not often." She answered truthfully, "Is it my uncle's club?"

"Ah."

"The club is far away, I heard it's in the suburbs."

"It's in the suburbs, but it doesn't matter. I'll go back to the city at night and I can take you back."

So, he's going to the club now?

Shen Xixi thought about it, but didn't hesitate, "Okay, let's go together." She readily agreed.

Then Ye Ning opened the car door for her.

Shen Xixi sat in the co-pilot holding the book, he closed the car door for her like a gentleman, and then went back to the cab.

After Ye Ning got into the car, he started the car and said, "Oh, I finally found someone to accompany me. It takes more than an hour to go to the suburbs. It's so boring."

"So you're afraid of being lonely?" Shen Xixi turned her eyes to look at him, "My uncle seems to have gone to the club today."

"Yes, but by the time we arrive, he will probably have already come out."

Then the two chatted about books...

Originally, the two didn't know each other that well, mainly because Ye Ning had been helping out in his uncle's club, and he was also a very good player, so Shen Xixi felt that he was a good person, so she got along with him when they didn't know each other very well. Walk.

Seattle, night.

A street that is not prosperous, facing the river on one side, and small buildings with uneven lights on the other.

The warm yellow light made people's eyelids sore.

Sheng Yilang was wearing a long black down jacket, and he was wearing a hat on the down jacket, walking alone on the street.

He is tall and slender, but he looks a little lonely.

There was sleet in the sky... There were even fewer pedestrians on the street, and his figure seemed even more lonely.

I searched Miao Si for a day, but found nothing, and my legs were tired and sore.

Yilang hasn't eaten all day, and his stomach is a bit hungry, but his current mood does not allow him to eat.

Walking and walking... walking aimlessly.

His pace is not fast, as if he has no direction...

Breathing the air in this city where she had lived for a while, the pain he felt became more and more obvious.

Not far away, an old man was about to put away the small table at the roadside stall, because he saw that the sleet was getting bigger and bigger.

Sheng Yilang walked over, he looked at the old man.

The old man turned his eyes, and when he saw him, he also stopped closing the stall, "Young man, do you want to eat? Sit inside? It's time to eat."

Yi Lang replied in English blankly, "It's okay, I'll eat here." By the time the words fell, he had already sat down on the wet stool.

The old woman looked at him and saw his sadness and sadness.

"What do you want to eat? I only have mixed sauce noodles here."

"Then let's have a bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles." He said in a low voice with a sense of vicissitudes, "Thank you." He wanted to be gentle to the old man, but he couldn't laugh at all in his current state of mind.

The corners of his lips twitched, his smile was uglier than crying.

But he can't cry, he tried his best to suppress those emotions, Miao Si, where are you?
"This is your mixed sauce noodles, do you need to add chili?"

"Thank you, I'll add it myself."

Then the old man turned around and came over with a bottle of chili sauce, and put it on the small table for him.

The sleet is getting bigger and bigger... Pieces of snow are falling down.

Sheng Yilang picked up the chopsticks and poured a lot of chili sauce into the bowl, and it was a very spicy kind.

At this moment, he was a little numb.

In the biting cold wind, he sat there alone. He hadn't eaten all day, and the feeling of his chest against his back made his stomach uncomfortable.

He is not eating noodles with mixed sauce, he is eating chili, and he is torturing his stomach.

His mouth was full of spicy feeling, memories flooded in like a tide, he felt that he was helpless in the face of fate.

He felt so small...

Not far away, in the cold wind with wind and snow, Qin Lang was almost dressed like him, with a long black windbreaker and down jacket, and a hat. In the warm yellow light, he was holding two bottles of wine in his hand, and there was no excess on his face. expression.

He didn't open an umbrella either, and stood there coolly.

He just stared at Sheng Yilang without stepping forward to disturb him.

The distance between the two is about five meters. On a road that is not busy, on a rainy and snowy night, it is not easy to find a person standing not far behind.

At this moment, Sheng Yilang, in Qin Lang's eyes, was actually extremely embarrassed, which completely subverted his aloof image in his heart.

Yilang ate the noodles, and the pain was like a knife piercing his heart. Only this hot feeling reminded him that he couldn't fall down yet, he had to cheer up.

(End of this chapter)