The Road Turns White Tonight

The air is filled with thin wine, and the fragrance is intoxicating. With her knees curled up at the bottom of the table, Youyan couldn't tell the atmosphere, but the aroma of food kept stimulating her taste buds. It tastes so familiar and familiar. Is it food? She guessed, and slowly began to wonder, he was still eating food all day long?

The name Buyetian sounds like a high-end atmosphere, but it is actually just a snack stall in the night market near gda. She has a mouthful, and loves the wineballs there. He doesn't comment, but every weekend, she will accompany her to eat.

It was a snack stall opened by a middle-aged couple. Many young couples helped to set up this night market, which is a bit like the Shihlin Night Market in Taipei. The sound of lights and the fragrance of food. The couple went back and forth all night, very busy, but occasionally the eyes met, but it showed a taste of happiness.

She always squinted her eyes, and was very happy to eat. After sweeping the same food, she used oily lips to arch him. He'd rather have a thick skin, and he would inevitably whisper: "Be at peace, everyone else is watching."

But she got more and more training, he was annoyed, often pinched her nose hard, "make you trouble."

The stall owner's wife had a lot of affection for her, and always rewarded them with some snacks.

Between them, even if time passed, there were too many witnesses.

After a long absence, Yu Yan's attention was finally recalled by the hungry belly. She grinds her teeth fiercely, Gu Yebai, you eat quickly, and leave for your sister after eating. Is this art club going to cross, what is your boss stealing in the tea room?

However, he was just a short distance away, in the sourness, with some sweetness in his heart. The hunger of the teeth dance claw seemed to be well-behaved, and her attention returned to him again. She bent down and moved closer to his feet carefully.

Want to be closer to him.

She didn't see what was on the table.

Slender fingers turned over not any food on the table, but one document after another. Gu Yebai's lips are slightly hooked, not in a hurry.

He never eats at noon, and it is the same today. He did not love these foods. The heavy pupil relaxed slightly, the rain had subsided outside the tall and bright floor-to-ceiling window, and the glass reflected the sunlight uncomfortably.

A playful sound suddenly sounded in my ear, as if through the light dancing through the corridor of time.

The twelve o'clock dining room is the most crowded space. He stood outside the crowd, watching her figure shuttle, her nose light and sweaty.

——Master, give more.

-Haha, little girl, have you cooked for your boyfriend again? Whoops, this pepper is not fried.

auzw.com -No more? The classmate next to me, this dish is my favorite in Xiaobai, shall I use my wine-made meatballs to change it with you?

——Classmate, I do n’t eat wine stuffed meatballs.

Linda said that his president is not difficult to serve sometimes. He clearly has the capital to be a nobleman, but has no demeanor at all. For example, he doesn't pick at all. After signing the document, he tossed it aside, and the smile suddenly stopped.

In fact, Gu Yebai's mouth has always been tricky, and Lin Ziyan in the same room scoffed, but Linda didn't know it.

She once asked, Xiaobai, can your picky habit change?

He said lightly, no.

She said, okay.

Since then, she has been robbing his favorite food around the dining room.

After joining the main art information agency, he was casual about eating. Zi Yan Pippi teased and said to congratulate President Gu that he finally got rid of bad habits.

How ridiculous. But without a person, the taste buds also lost its feeling.

Later, Wang Tang, the manager of the personnel department, took office and flattered an unwritten rule, delaying lunch time to one point. He knew, but didn't stop.

Xu Qing, who was in charge of the advertising department, once laughed and scolded that the state officials would not set off the fire and the people could not light up.

He raised his mouth with a mockery.

Occasionally passing by the staff restaurant, the laughter and laughter in him always reminded him of that time, and her smile made him extremely hateful.

There was a slight commotion at his feet, and he closed another document and took out his phone.

"L, issue a notice, all meetings will be canceled in the afternoon, and another day will be opened."

There was another muffled sound under the fine oak table. The white long fingers were slightly bent, and he tapped lightly. He thought again, he was not in a hurry, he had time and this mouse.

Consuming.