I really don't want to be trending with big stars

Chapter 49 Sprite with red wine, what's the way to drink it? (Seek to follow up)

When Song Yi came over, Tang Wanqing had already opened the door and was waiting for him at the door.

In her own home, she dresses more casually, she can wear whatever is comfortable, full of casual feeling, and her hair is not covered, but directly rolled up, made into a ball, and tied with a rubber band.

"Because people rarely come to my house, let alone men, so I didn't prepare men's slippers."

Tang Wanqing handed him her slippers and said, "If you don't mind, you can wear mine first. I bought a bigger size, so you should be able to barely wear them."

"What about you?" Song Yi asked.

Tang Wanqing explained: "It's okay, I like to go barefoot at home, just like what you said, I usually wear high heels outside for a long time, and when I get home, I want my feet to be more free and comfortable."

Song Yi thought of the sky high she usually wore, and understood.

He put on Tang Wanqing's rather small slippers, and said with a smile as he entered the room: "I thought you women like wearing high heels so much, it doesn't hurt you."

"how is this possible!"

Tang Wanqing smiled and said, "We women like to wear high heels because they can make us more beautiful and temperamental, otherwise ghosts would be willing to wear them."

When they came to the restaurant, Tang Wanqing said, "I thought you had already eaten the Chinese food I made, so today I decided to keep it simple, so I made you a casual Western food, and you will have a bite."

Song Yi looked at the steak, pasta and vegetable salad in front of him, and said with a smile: "You are still called a general, and being too modest is pride."

"Sit down and eat, taste the taste first and see if you like it or not."

Tang Wan explained: "However, I don't have electric knives and forks at home, so I can use chopsticks. It's the same, no one will see it anyway."

"."

Song Yi picked up a piece, took a bite of the steak, and tasted it.

The taste is very good, the meat is also very soft, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, no worse than what I ate in a western restaurant.

For Tang Wanqing to have such good culinary skills, Song Yi felt really great from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, I forgot, how can you eat Western food without drinking? Just wait."

"No need, trouble."

"No, what life needs is a sense of ritual."

Tang Wanqing got up and left, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and said, "This was given to me last time, and I don't know what to do. You can try it for me today."

"." Song Yi.

He said he knew nothing about red wine.

No, to be precise, he doesn't understand any kind of alcohol, because he was allergic to alcohol in his previous life, so he drank less alcohol and got drunk as soon as he drank.

Tang Wanqing opened the bottle, poured one-third into the decanter, and then shook it slightly, very skillfully.

But when she was halfway through waking up, the room suddenly went dark and the power went out.

"." Song Yi.

"." Tang Wanqing.

After a while, the light on the phone screen lit up.

Song Yi took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, illuminated the small area of ​​darkness, and asked, "Do you have candles in your house?"

"No, do you have any in your room?"

"nor."

Tang Wanqing found her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, put it upside down on the table, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, just use the two of us' mobile phones as candles."

"Forehead"

Song Yi nodded and said, "That's fine, it's a good idea."

So a table, two people, a western meal, and two mobile phones constitute a unique picture of a candlelight dinner.

Taking advantage of the light, Tang Wanqing poured red wine into the red wine glasses of the two of them, comforting herself: "Although there is a power outage, don't you think that this is actually pretty good? It's super atmospheric."

"I don't think so. It's pitch black. I still like when there is electricity."

"You know nothing about romance."

Tang Wanqing joked, "You look like this, how can you chase after girls in the future?"

"A man's romance is power and money."

Song Yi gave an example: "Didn't you see that it's always played like this on TV? It's romantic for the rich to take girls to the roadside stalls, but it's stingy for the poor to take girls to the roadside stalls."

"Really? I'm different. As long as it's someone I like, rich or not, it's romantic to take me to a roadside stall."

"That's because you have money yourself, so you don't care if other people have money."

"no."

Tang Wanqing said depressedly: "I find that you are too realistic, can't you think about love better?"

"I haven't encountered it before, so I can't figure it out." At this moment, Song Yi's cell phone on the table rang, and it was a video call.

He picked it up and saw that it was his mother Zhou Xiuwen.

"Who?" Tang Wanqing asked.

"my mother."

Song Yi connected and shouted to the woman in the video: "Mom."

Zhou Xiuwen looked at the pitch-black picture in the video, and asked in confusion, "Son, why is it so dark in your place?"

"The power went out just now."

"Then have you eaten?"

"eating."

Zhou Xiuwen asked concerned: "Did you contact Wanqing after you came back? You men should learn to take the initiative and don't wait for girls to come to you."

"." Song Yi.

As my own mother, every time I make a phone call, I can't say a few words, and that's it.

After Tang Wanqing heard it from the side, she took the initiative to relieve the siege and said with a smile: "Auntie, Song Yi is here."

"Is it Wanqing?"

Zhou Xiuwen asked in surprise, "Are you with Song Yi?"

"Correct."

Tang Wanqing took Song Yi's call and smiled at Zhou Xiuwen in the video: "Auntie, he always likes to eat takeaway. I made a meal today when I was free and asked him to come over to eat with me."

As she said that, Tang Wanqing switched the camera, followed by the light of her mobile phone, and showed Zhou Xiuwen the dinner on the table.

"Red wine, steak." Zhou Xiuwen said silently in his heart.

It suddenly occurred to her that the two of them couldn't have deliberately turned off the lights at home to be romantic and having a candlelight dinner, right?
It seems that during this period of time, their progress is very fast.

No, I can't spoil their atmosphere at this time.

"Okay, Wanqing, son, eat slowly, I won't chat with you, goodbye." After Zhou Xiuwen finished speaking, she quickly hung up the video call.

After a brief interlude.

Tang Wanqing raised her glass of red wine and said, "Come on, let's touch one and celebrate your show's popularity in advance."

"I also celebrate in advance that you finally became the heroine of course."

"It's all your credit."

The two clinked glasses and took a sip. Tang Wanqing asked expectantly, "How does this wine taste? Pure or not?"

"Do you want to hear the truth, or the truth?"

"Of course it's true."

Song Yi smiled and said, "If it's possible, I'd like to add a bottle of Sprite to your red wine. Maybe I'll feel better drinking it like this."

"." Tang Wanqing.

What's the way to drink Sprite with red wine?
Having grown up so big, she has never drank like this before, so she suddenly wanted to try it.
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(End of this chapter)