Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 89 It Doesn't Pain Anymore 【Subscription】

"Miss Piao Piao is cooking today." Sitting in the back seat of the electric car, Tang Shi hugged Song Ci's waist, talking to him: "The braised pork and sweet and sour spare ribs she cooked are simply outstanding."

Song Ci expressed his expectation.

Riding an electric bike to the small street, Song Ci turned his head and said, "Ask if there is anything missing at home, let's buy it back."

After driving the car forward, Song Ci stopped, looked at the vegetables, and waited for Tang Shi to call.

Putting the phone to my ear for a long time, but no one answered the phone, Tang Shi shook her head: "Let's go back first, maybe I'm busy cooking."

Putting away the phone, Song Ci took her home.

Many young couples who are off work are like this, riding an electric car with their partner, discussing what to eat, and what kind of food has increased in price.

This small alley is full of fireworks and life.

Probably, the most comforting mortal heart written in the book is this kind of feeling, amidst the bustle, there is a kind of comfort and peace, contradictory but not contradictory.

Pass through the small street full of people and fragrance, and you will arrive at the door of your house.

Every time I go home, I have to be tortured by the aroma. The food stalls in Yishui, fried and steamed, have everything, and all kinds of aromas seem to be holding back.

Back in the courtyard, Song Ci looked at the Tang poets.

Then he looked back at Tang Shi, pointed to her home: "Honey, what's going on here?"

The door was closed, the lights were not on, let alone someone was cooking, obviously no one was at her house.

Obviously, Tang Shi was also stunned.

I called in the afternoon and said that she was cooking in the evening, and now no one knows where she has gone.

She called Liu Piaopiao with her mobile phone, and Song Ci parked the car. Hearing the ringtone of Liu Piaopiao's mobile phone at home, Song Ci pulled Tang Shi.

Putting down the phone and listening to the voice, the two came to the door of Liu Piaopiao's house. The door was half closed, and the room was pitch black.

Song Ci and Tang Poetry:? ?
With two big question marks, Tang Shi pushed the door open, turned on the light, and the light illuminated the room, and then the two of them looked at the scene in front of them, a little speechless.

Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo were leaning on the sofa, Liu Piaopiao's legs were still pressed on Mo Mo's lap, leaning against his arms, sleeping soundly, Mo Mo's face was pressed against Liu Piaopiao's forehead, also asleep up.

His hands were still on Liu Piaopiao's waist, and occasionally, a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth and fell into Liu Piaopiao's beautiful hair.

Tang Shi and Song Ci looked at each other and looked at a table of wine bottles. At first estimate, there were three boxes of wine. After drinking so much, it is no wonder that they would fall asleep after drinking.

"Aren't they developing too fast?" Tang Shi felt that the speed of development was beyond her comprehension.

Earlier, Liu Piaopiao also said to look everywhere first, but in the current situation, no matter how you look at it, you should look first, right?

It's still early, and I slept soundly and soundly. When people are out of town and haven't come, is it because they haven't gotten emotional yet?That's why you're so calm?

"They are all 27 or [-] years old. You know that I am planning to do something wrong. I know that you are pretending to be reserved. Isn't it normal? Anyway, you are rushing to get married." Song Ci said.

He just knew that he didn't come here to rest, but to not rest. He just arrived, who knows what else to drink besides drinking?
How old are you, and you are so thirsty?

"What about you?" Tang Shi asked her.

Song Ci looked at her, and replied helplessly: "I have no chance, I can't get you drunk at all."

If I have a chance, I'll hug him tighter than him, stick tighter than him, forget about the saliva, Lao Mo, you are disgusting.

You are so quick!You bitch.

I'm so envious!
Tang Shi gave Song Ci a blank look, then tugged at the corner of his clothes: "What should we do now?"

Song Ci sighed.

What to do now, I have to think about what to do, who knows if they really fell asleep?
"Looking at it is worse than killing me. Of course it's separating them." Song Ci said, "Clean up and I'll call him."

Nodding his head, Tang Shi began to tidy up.

When Song Ci was approaching, Mo Mo opened one eye, blinked and blinked, as if you were sensible and helped me to the bedroom.

Song Ci pretended not to see it, and patted Liu Piaopiao again, who also blinked with one eye!
Song Ci who hadn't stretched out his hand back: "."

Wocao, Wocao, Wocao, are you going too far?
This isn't killing dogs anymore, it's Ling Chi, Pao Bao, Daddy can't bear it, and Mommy can't bear it.

call!
"It's over, baby, my breathing is weak, I don't know if it's alcohol poisoning, you hurry up and help." Song Ci called her.

Tang poetry:?
Just ordering alcohol like this, will you get alcohol poisoning?

"I can't even shake them to wake them up, hurry up and pinch them." Song Ci pulled her over.

Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo pretending to be asleep: "."

You can't be a human, but you are really good at being a dog!

Liu Piaopiao, who was thinking about waking up, felt a sharp pain under her nostrils, and so did Mo Mo.

Wo Cao Song Ci, do you want to act so quickly?

Hiss, Liu Piaopiao woke up, Mo Mo held back.

It was too ruthless, Song Ci pinched it hard, he couldn't help it, so he woke up, and pretended to be a little bit confused when he just woke up.

true and false!

"Shishi, are you back?" Liu Piaopiao looked at Mo Mo: "Ah, why am I lying in his arms?"

This is not what you think!
What else are you wearing?

Tang Shi didn't expect this, and immediately pulled Liu Piaopiao aside: "Did you do it on purpose?"

She knows Liu Piaopiao's drinking capacity, she is not in a hurry to get confused with this little wine, let alone drunk, it is impossible.

That can only be intentional, so it can still be like this, no wonder Song Ci said he would not give him a chance.

"I drank too much, I'm a little dizzy." Liu Piaopiao leaned on her shoulder.

Mo Mo supported Song Ci's shoulder: "Help me, I'm a little dizzy too."

Tang poetry: "."

What brand of plastic bags are they?Can you pretend like this?

Song Ci pinched Mo Mo, and Mo Mo, who was grinning, still said that he was dizzy. Song Ci felt that Mo Mo was really shameless, and he couldn't do it himself.

"Help them to the yard, Mo Mo has a fever." Song Ci said, "Blow the cold wind."

Momo: "."

It's true, it's true.

They didn't drink too much, they started talking, and they leaned together when they were slightly drunk, knowing it well and taking it for granted.

But there must be no such things as Song Ci and the others thought, and Liu Piaopiao is not such a casual girl.

He wanted to be casual, just like what Song Ci said, he didn't give him a chance.

Sitting in the yard, Song Ci looked at Mo Mo who was yawning with his head drooping. He was full of sleep.

"Are you hungry?" Tang Shi pushed Liu Piaopiao, and Liu Piaopiao nodded, looking at Tang Shi pitifully.

She is always too soft-hearted.

Song Ci could tell by looking at her expression that she was going to cook, Song Ci pinched Mo Mo again, it was you, you insisted on drinking with Liu Piaopiao, and let my wife cook.

Standing up, Song Ci and Tang Shi went to cook.

Liu Piaopiao couldn't help laughing: "Does it hurt?"

Mo Mo nodded helplessly: "This dog is dead, it's green."

Originally, she was the one who said she was going to cook, so she kept her mouth on. Who knew that she was addicted to masculinity, forgot about it, and fell asleep.

Things like vows are still not worth the reality. Whatever you say will change according to reality. That's how she is.

It was also those worries that Mo Mo spoke out very frankly, which freed her from so many confinements.

"I'll get you some white medicine and spray it on." Liu Piaopiao got up and went back to the room.

Song Ci pointed in the kitchen, and told Tang Shi that you don't think she was drunk at all, and she walked steadily, both of them were pretending.

Tang Shi nodded while washing the dishes.

Putting the vegetable leaves in the basket, Song Ci looked at her: "Why don't you let them do it? It's obvious that the two of them have been free for a day, and we have been busy all day, and we still have to cook."

Trojan horse!

Tang Shi kissed him: "Is it better?"

Song Ci nodded: "Better!"

In fact, he is sour, understand?It's not a small belly at all, it's just sour.

What grade are you?You actually progress faster than me?

Doesn't it appear that I don't work hard?You have only been here twice, do you understand?

Tang Shi felt that she had grasped the pulse of Song Ci, so she tiptoed and took another sip: "What about now?"

"Baby, I want to eat shredded potatoes! Stir-fried." Song Ci brushed and washed the vegetables, but he slipped away, and he was completely different from the perfunctory appearance just now.

Tang Shi couldn't help laughing.

She just pursued this point, and said that she didn't give him a chance, because he didn't know how to mention it, and she was always embarrassed to say: Come on, let's exchange saliva!

In the end, Liu Piaopiao was sensible and knew to come into the kitchen to help, even though Song Ci was kicked out.

Looking at the smiling Song Ci, Liu Piaopiao asked her curiously: "How did you coax her?"

Can't help laughing out loud, Tang Shi pointed to his face: "He is very coaxing, it's just that he is unbalanced, just give him a couple of bites."

It's that simple.

Liu Piaopiao was overjoyed, just now Song Ci said that seeing the scene after all was worse than killing me, hahaha, it was obviously sour.

"What's your situation?" Tang Shi asked him.

Liu Piaopiao sighed.

"I'm going to sell myself for a good price, so that if I get divorced in the future, the son will not be mine." Liu Piaopiao replied: "And I've seen it, fifteen centimeters."

Tang poetry: "."

She thinks that the main reason is fifteen centimeters.

"This is very important!" Liu Piaopiao looked at her: "Fifteen centimeters."

Tang Shi, who was very speechless, gave her the seat and helped her, she didn't want to cook anymore.

It's not because of anything else, she didn't even show it off, for fear that Liu Piaopiao would be envious.

Who doesn't?

"He didn't touch you? Didn't he bite you?" Tang Shi asked.

Liu Piaopiao pointed to herself: "Maybe I tried to see if I was real, and pretended to touch me casually, pretending to be honest, everyone is going to be on the verge of three, I understand."

Just like what Song Ci said, you know that I am plotting something wrong, and I know that you are pretending to be reserved. Once everyone adjusts the rhythm, the rhythm will be consistent.

Emotions are inherently additions.

"Just think about it." Tang Shi could only answer in this way: "Go all out, and you won't regret it."

Liu Piaopiao smiled.

"Go all out, he may not last long." Liu Piaopiao laughed.

After receiving the pork belly from Tang Shi and looking at the ribs that had been cut, Liu Piaopiao began to cook. She belongs to the kind of person who cooks very rhythmically, and looks a little delicate and pleasing to the eye.

It is completely different from the quickness of Tang poetry, and it gives people a completely different feeling.

"What should I do in a different place?" Tang Shi said after thinking for a while.

Liu Piaopiao was stunned for a moment, it wasn't that she hadn't thought about this problem, nor had she thought about how to solve it.

In short, if someone has to compromise, she may compromise, but she doesn't want to be so fast.

"Let's see when the time comes!" Liu Piaopiao replied: "It's not the seventeenth or eighth, and I can't accept leaving at all. At worst, I'll come back once, and I'll eat when I'm full first."

outside yard.

Mo Mo was rubbing the white medicine to let it disperse, while Song Ci sat beside him, looking at the moon.

"What's going on tonight?" Song Ci asked him.

Mo Mo looked at Liu Piaopiao's house, then at Song Ci's house, and said, "I can make do with it."

Fuck you, let you sleep in my house, and wronged you?Are you going to give up?

Song Ci wanted him to go and live with Liu Piaopiao, but he found that such a suggestion would not benefit him at all, and he could only get a good card.

Who is so rare?

"You don't have to settle for it." Song Ci scratched his ear.

Mo Mo turned his head and looked at him: "Ming people don't say dark words, admit that you want to go to Tang Shi's house to sleep in her bed, is it that difficult?"

He could see it, not because he was so smart, but because last time when Song resigned to sleep at the Tang poet's house, that forced face smiled like a crooked dragon king.

With that feeling of joy, it's hard not to see his little thoughts.

"Ming people don't speak dark words, so help your brother." Song Ci looked at him.

Mo Mo pointed to his leg, Song Ci pinched his legs, and even helped him, what kind of joke: "Who is your brother? I am the plaintiff!"

Song Ci: "."

Isn't that jealousy, I was a little impulsive for a while, I'm really sorry.

In fact, it's not too serious, just a little bit, Mo Mo is somewhat suspected of making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Let your Ah Piao blow it for you, and it won't hurt anymore." Song Ci said solemnly.

Like coaxing a child.

Mo Mo didn't bother to talk to him, rubbed the medicine by himself, and then said to Song Ci: "How is your progress?"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is lifted, which door is not opened, and which door is pushed. Isn't this adding salt to the wound?
Can you still be a person?

"We have already thought about the name of the child." Song Ci replied.

Neither of them talked nonsense about each other, and they wasted a lot of saliva, which didn't stop until Liu Piaopiao came out with the dishes.

Song Ci failed to achieve his goal, and Mo Mo also failed to achieve Song Ci's goal of helping him.

Today it is true that he broke the stage, otherwise, Mo Mo would pretend to wake up until he could not control his hunger.

Looking at the delicious braised pork, Mo Mo swallowed his saliva.

"Aren't you? It's just a dish, isn't it better than Liu Piaopiao's?" Song Ci felt that she had eaten some good pork.

"That's different. Eating can be satisfying, but watching can't." Momo replied.

This was Song Ci's first time eating food made by Liu Piaopiao. It tasted very good, only a little worse than Tang Shi's. He was not her two signature dishes, they were very tasty.

After eating and drinking, Song Ci looked at Mo Mo and asked him to mention the matter first.

Mo Mo was so silent, chatting with Liu Piaopiao when he couldn't see Song Ci's eyes.

After a long time, I asked him where he slept?
Liu Piaopiao thought for a while, but without speaking, Song Ci pointed to his home, and Mo Mo agreed.

"Why don't you go together?" Tang Shi looked at Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo: "Anyway, if there is a second, there is a third. I didn't ask any questions during the day, so what's the problem at night."

Hypocritical?

Tang Shi directly expressed their thoughts, but of course they did not admit it.

"That won't work, what's the point of being unmarried?" Song Ci objected to them living together.

They were in pairs, and he had to guard the vacant room alone, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

He was afraid that the noise would make him rest at night.

"Then I'll be with Shishi, and you two can arrange it yourself." Liu Piaopiao giggled, and she didn't want to be guilty so soon, and cannibalism is worthless.

There is more or less a preparation time, a transition.

No one has cared about it all these years, and only raised dragons. Suddenly it came true, and she needs to take it easy.

It was arranged like this, Song Ci laughed happily, anyway, his goal was achieved, as for Lao Mo, let him calm down at night.

At night, Song Ci returned to the familiar bed, sniffing the scent that gradually became more memorable, and slept soundly.

Sleep until early the next morning.

He didn't even know that Tang Shi entered the room, but Tang Shi blushed and went out of the room to cook.

While kneading the noodles, Tang Shi looked at the noodles and blushed for a while inexplicably.

When Song Ci got up, she had steamed the buns, took a soft towel in the bathroom and began to wash her face.

"Change another one." Tang Shi threw the other towel to him.

Song Ci:? ?

why?

Suddenly, he looked at Tang Poetry with some enlightenment, and he was careless.

"I remember you like buns, right?" Tang Shi asked him uncertainly.

you still need to ask?

"Now?" Song Ci looked out the window.

Tang Shi slapped him: "I'm talking about meat buns, breakfast!"

Rubbing his forehead, Song Ci nodded: "I'm also talking about meat buns, breakfast!"

No matter how you hear it, it is not true.

Tang Shi turned to look at Baozi and ignored him, Song Ci scratched his head and muttered to himself, "I'm so happy, Mr. Tang conceded defeat too fast, I have to catch up with Liu Piaopiao's progress!"

How can you give up so easily? You just need to say it, and I will immediately agree, and I will not object to this kind of fighting spirit at all.

It's a pity that Tang poetry has no such fighting spirit at all.

In the morning, he really ate buns. Song Ci didn't ask for leave today, and Mo Mo was entertained by Liu Piaopiao, so he didn't care. As for how Liu Piaopiao entertained, that was her business.

"Don't be late for the concert tonight." Liu Piaopiao and Tang Shi talked about this matter.

Tonight's concert started at [-]:[-] p.m. Song Ci had to get off the morning shift to pick up Tang Shi, otherwise there would be no time.

After taking a sip of porridge, Tang Shi agreed: "Let's put it down!"

"Just don't get busy and forget about other things. We will definitely not be late, so I will work overtime for half a day." Song Ci looked at them: "Be careful."

Embarrassed by what he said, the two ate breakfast in silence.

At the intersection of the small street, Tang Shi wanted to go in another direction, Song Ci pointed to his face, Tang Shi looked at the people coming and going, and shook his head in embarrassment.

"Hmm~!" Song Ci pointed to his face again.

Tang Shi looked around, she didn't want to lose face, and ran away with a slap.

The electric car was ridden by her as a motorcycle.

Whoosh!
(End of this chapter)