MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 46

After the program group was over, all the players were dissolved on the spot. ---End this beautiful, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

Hua Xiang hooked Qiu Qiu’s neck and tried to take him to a famous restaurant to eat. He said that it was to celebrate the two men’s promotion and the next two months to continue to love each other.

Huaxiang has already booked the seat in advance, and Qiu Qiu’s mouth is open and happy.

The restaurant is particularly famous. It was opened by a small entertainer who left the entertainment circle. Although this little artist is not famous, the friends in the circle are all famous people. The wall is full of pictures of the big stars, even with the restaurant. Popularity has risen and the store has opened one after another. And this store is really good, not to mention the price is very expensive, but still highly sought after by diners.

Fu Ryan is a VIP customer of his family. He has eaten Qiu Qiu several times, and Qiu Qiu’s belly is eaten into a small watermelon every time. Qiu Qiu suspected that cognac was deliberate, because every time he supported his squatting, he could push the boat to help him lick his stomach.

Autumn is the fall of autumn. Dry up, don't go home tonight!

Hey, what is the cognac.. and who, where to go, when will it come back?

Autumn is autumn autumn..>q<Huaxiang, please eat Sichuan cuisine! That is the one you took me to!

Hey, what is dry?. How is it again?

Hey is a cognac.. Autumn and autumn are really seeing friends.

Qiu Qiu looked at the "seeing friends and forgetting the color" sent by Cognac. He couldn't resist the red face. He knocked on the keyboard and did not compose a sentence for a long time.

Fu Ryan didn't rush him. He seemed to know Qiu Qiu's entanglement. He looked at the line quietly. "The other party is typing." After a minute, I waited for a few words.

Autumn is autumn autumn.. Forgot who will not forget to dry up>3<

Fu Ryan smiled at the phone. He took a screenshot of the chat and directly dragged it to a folder named "Sugar" in the phone. This folder does not have a digital password. It can only be unlocked by fingerprint. It has carefully saved nearly a hundred files, has a chat record, has a text diary, has a song written by Qiu Qiu, and has no knowledge of the party. When I was in love, I secretly took pictures.

The boy in the photo sometimes laughs at the pear vortex deeply, sometimes coveting the piano, sometimes cooking and eating, but more, it is the eyebrows that he quietly stretches after falling asleep.

Fu Ruien was afraid that his hot feelings in his eyes would burn him, so many times he dared to paint everything after Qiu Qiu was asleep.

These documents have been accumulated since a few months ago, and there is a new addition every day. If it is not a reasonable one, he really wants to set the photo of the sugar son as a desktop screensaver.

Unfortunately, he did not know, in fact, Qiu Qiu's mobile phone also has such a folder, and this folder is still stored in the cloud, and will never be lost.

As for the name of this folder, it was just named "Cool's Cognac", and later changed his name on the day he first practiced sit-ups, called "He."

......

Hua Xiang opened the college entrance examination and his dad bought a red sports car for him. He carried Qiu Qiu and went straight to the Sichuan restaurant.

This shop is very famous, everything is authentic, and the road is suitable. Fortunately, Huaxiang has booked the location a few days in advance, or else it will not be able to eat for two hours.

It was also a good luck. When they arrived at the store, there was no two-seat, and the waiter led them to the four-person window.

After an afternoon meeting, the two people were hungry and screaming, Huaxiang was not polite, took the menu and turned over and ordered three recommended dishes.

One of them is a new-style improved dish called Flame Shrimp, which is a new dish. Huaxiang loves this new thing and insists on it.

The flame shrimp is actually a string of grilled shrimps with a bunch of skewers, wrapped in a tin foil on the outside. The shrimp itself is semi-cooked. The tin foil is drenched with a little bit of alcohol. The waiter holds the lighter at a glance. The blazing flame surrounds the tin foil and relies on this layer of heat to process the dish twice. In this way, not only can the shrimp be completely cooked, but also keep the shrimp skin crisp and delicious.

When the flames got up, there was no warning, and Qiu Qiu was shocked.

It didn't take long for the aroma of the shrimp to come out. The eager Huaxiang scratched his head and kept asking the waiter. "How is it still not good? It has burned for two minutes!"

The waiter just wanted to answer, and there was an arrogant voice behind him.

- "Hua Xiang, do you think this is you, can't you do it in two minutes?"

Listening to this voice, Huaxiang jumped up, and screamed in the middle of it. "Wen Xiaopeng! You are fatter and fatter, you can't insist on two minutes?"

"That line, waiter, give fire to the young Master, I have to see if he can hold on for two minutes."

When it comes to random response, it is really not an opponent.

Qiu Qiushun looked at the voice, and the coming person was not the death of Huaxiang.

And the best thing is that people standing next to Wensen -

"Li Ge!" Qiu Qiu surprised to stand up, waved and Li Weizhen said hello.

The world is really small enough. People who just met a few days ago actually ate at the same store.

Li Weizhen nodded slightly to him, and his smile was not much more. "Qiu Qiu, so clever." He was very impressed with this enthusiastic boy. He can meet again today, and he is also very surprised.

Today, Li Weizhen wore a light gray suit, and the style was quite formal. Looking at Wensen in front of him, carrying a briefcase, I think the two should just finish their work.

Li Weizhen turned to the only stranger on the table and asked in aloud: "This is...?"

Vincent found his negligence and rushed to report. "Boss, this is my...not familiar acquaintance, called Huaxiang. Huaxiang, this is my boss, Mr. Li, this time I am with Mr. Li from the United States. Come back on business."

"I understand that I understand," Huaxiang said, yin and yang, "Mr. Li, California, USA."

Li Weizhen couldn't understand the joke, a serious explanation: "No, I am from New York."

Qiu Qiu asked if they had finished eating or were planning to sit down. Wensen’s explanation said that he knew that the store was famous. He didn’t expect it to be so hot. They haven’t been numbered yet. He just saw Huaxiang sitting by the window. The location, then came in and said "greeting."

Li Weizhen is strict in business matters and harder to serve on private matters. He was very picky about eating, and he had to be fresh and fragrant, and he asked the restaurant window to be clean and spotless. Chinese dishes are good at frying and frying, and it is inevitable that they are greasy. Even if the restaurant is in a hygienic standard, it is inevitable to bring a smoldering fire. Li Wei Shuguang is disgusting when he looks at the door.

Vinson found on the Internet that the store had a good reputation and was newly opened. Li Weizhen finally came to condescend to see you.

The problem is that it is good here, but there is no seat.

I thought that Huaxiang would fall a few words, and I thought that he was particularly happy to pat the chair, and said to Li Weizhen with enthusiasm. "Mr. Li, New York, United States, meet is the fate, sit down and eat together."

Qiu Qiu also followed suit to help, a pair of watery eyes looked forward to watching Li Weizhen, softly said. "Li Ge, eat together."

Li Weijun had already made a relationship with him. The child was clean and tender and understanding, just as he appreciated. So he promised it.

... In his cleansing, eating at a table with Hua Xiang, who is completely ignorant, is as good as sin.

They occupy a table of four people. Originally Qiu Qiu and Hua Xiang were sitting face to face, and they were just two empty places. Now they changed their seat, Qiu Qiu and Hua Xiang sat in a row, and Li Weizhen and Vinson sat opposite them.

However, Huaxiang and Wensen both looked disgusted, so Vinson sat opposite Qiu Qiu, and Li Weizhen was seated next to Wensen.

Although Li Weizhen loves to be clean, but after so many years of business banquets, the original is very clean and only eight points left. In the past, he had to bring his own knife and fork when he went out to eat, but now he can use the cutlery provided by the merchant.

Qiu Qiu added three dishes, and asked the waiter to put on a public chopsticks. Everyone uses public chopsticks when they pick up vegetables, so it is clean and hygienic.

But Li Weizhen has a cleansing thing. Hua Xiang doesn't know. He is screaming at "Qiu Qiu, you didn't have so many things before," while flying chopsticks, and his afterimages flew over several dishes. .

Li Weizhen stared at the chopsticks in Huaxiang's hand, and his face was invisible and distorted.

As Huaxiang picked more vegetables, Li Weizhen could eat fewer and fewer dishes. In the end, he could only keep a plate of cucumber in front of him.

Vincent is about to beat Hua Xiang, and an unexpected scene happened..

Hua Xiang was particularly enthusiastic about taking two skewers of roasted prawns and sent them to Li Weizhen.

"Mr. Li, don't hesitate!" said Hua Xiang, slamming the signature on the other's plate, using chopsticks against the tail of the prawns, and squeezing the two prawns from the sign. It fell in the disk of Li Weizhen.

Li Weizhen stared at the prawns with other chopsticks.. "..."

Seeing that Li Weizhen still doesn't do it, Hua Xiang suddenly realizes. "You are afraid of soiling your hands in a suit. Nothing is coming."

So the three people on the table watched Hua Xiang stretch over the chopsticks and took the two prawns from the plate of Li Weizhen. He is not too dirty, just get started, and the shrimps are stripped clean after three or five.

He pinched the tail of the shrimp with his thumb and forefinger, and cleaned the strip as if he was waiting for the emperor's lucky shrimp to be sent back to Li Weizhen.

"Mr. Li, eat." Hua Xiang said while licking the sauce on his fingertips.

Qiu Qiu subconsciously looked at Li Weizhen - not surprisingly, Li Ge's big white face has been black.

......

Fu Ryan sat in the back seat of the car and looked at the phone with concentration.

The driver sneaked at him from the rearview mirror and mistakenly thought the boss was working.

In fact, where Fu Rinen has a thoughtful work, he is looking at Qiu Gongge's food photos from Qiu Qiu's friends.

Tonight, Qiu Qiu and Hua Xiang went out to have dinner, throwing down the old cognac and standing alone.

Fu Ryan came back and forth and didn't know how many times he had turned over his sugar son's circle of friends. He resisted the idea of ​​asking him when he would go home.

He didn't want to swear that he was too tight. Fu Ryan was planning to fall in love. He didn't plan to raise a dog. He had to force himself to let go, let Qiu Qiu go out to make friends and establish a benign network.

But... still reluctant.

I am reluctant to let others know that Qiu Qiu’s good, Qiu Qiu’s stupidity, Qiu Qiu’s embarrassment, fear that others will be like him, and want to give Qiu Qiu a desperate effort to spend money.

Fu Ryan laughed at himself and felt that he was really fascinated.

He once again opened Qiu Qiu’s circle of friends and magnified the dinner plan he had just sent. He planned to remember the appearance of the dish and take the baby to eat next time.

As a result, he discovered a big problem -

When Qiu Qiuzhao's dishes were panoramic, they looked at the opposite person.

Although the two faces did not show their faces, they could see a lot of problems.

From the photo point of view, sitting on the opposite side of Qiu Qiu wearing a business suit, even the cufflinks are smashed. The watch on his wrist is a new limited edition of the world in the previous year. It is not too much to say that it is worth the price.

... Where did Qiu Qiu know such a person with a background in identity, and he was familiar with sitting at a table to eat, why never heard him mention it?

Fu Ruien's eyebrows wrinkled and found that this is not easy.

"Driver, don't go home." Fu Ryan's voice raised, "Change to the Confucius Pavilion, the home on Maple Leaf Road."

The author has something to say.. Fu Ryan.. Is there a wolf who wants to marry Qiuqiu?

Autumn and autumn..? ? ?

Li Weizhen.. No, I want to protect the autumn and autumn from being wolf.

Autumn and autumn........