Paper horse incense shop

Everyone depends on their ability?

Do you think I'm going to cause trouble?

Or do you think I'm here for the property?

I really couldn't hold it back and smiled:

"Then I wish you good luck in advance."

Chen Dachun glanced at me in the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator:

"I will definitely prove my sincerity."

I replied to Yu Jiajia with an emoticon and guessed casually:

"Ok."

"By the way, can I ask when your mother died and when did you start having fantasies about older women?"

I had a guess, so I didn’t mention the name Yang Jinhua specifically, but just generalized it.

Of course Chen Dachun heard what I said, his arms shook, and he stepped on the brakes to the bottom.

I was prepared this time and leaned slightly, but I wasn't as embarrassed as before.

Chen Dachun suddenly turned his face and stared at me with a look of fear and confusion.

His pupils dilated to twice their original size, and bloodshot eyes appeared suddenly.

I glanced at it and said softly:

"Okay, now I somewhat believe that you really like Aunt Yang."

"Although I think your success rate is still low, even if I say it's impossible, you will still try."

Chen Dachun turned his face away stiffly, and the vehicle drove intermittently in the traffic. Until he arrived at the gate of Yu Jiajia's community, Chen Dachun hesitated and said:

"Please don't tell others what happened today."

I opened the car door and pretended to be stupid again:

"I don't remember anything about today."

But Chen Dachun obviously did not have the understanding of Changzhou's four eunuchs, and he suddenly became anxious:

"Just don't tell Master that I like her."

"Also, I have feelings for older women."

For a long time, nothing was said.

I nodded casually, got out of the car, bought a dozen beers, followed the route I walked yesterday, and knocked on Yu Jiajia's door again.

The people inside seemed to have been waiting, and before I knocked a second time, the door lock was unlocked.

Yu Jiajia stuck her head out as she spoke, still wearing the same apron, but when she saw me, her eyes almost fell to the ground:

"You finally fucked me! Fairy sister, why did you come down to earth?"

I was somewhat used to the other party saying strange things, so I handed over a dozen beers in my hand:

"The wish comes true."

Yu Jiajia took the beer with a smile and started to show off her cooking skills.

The room was very small. I was sitting on the sofa waiting for my meal, and I could see her busy voice. My eyes kept falling from her body to my own body and cheongsam.

As the smoke steamed, thinking about what the other party had just said, I finally lowered my eyes.

It is undeniable that although Yang Jinhua is arbitrary, her aesthetics is very good.

The warm yellow cheongsam I am wearing today, paired with my pale skin that doesn’t like to see the light, does look a bit cool.

But so what?

What clothes the pet needs to change is just a matter of a word from the owner.

Yu Jiajia's praise was not to praise me, but to praise the shackles that trapped me.

"What are you thinking about? It's time to eat!"

Yu Jiajia put the three plates on the coffee table one after another, opened two more bottles of beer, and handed one to me:

"Eat, eat, eat, you're welcome."

I held the chopsticks in confusion for a few seconds and pointed to the dark plate:

"Braised pork?"

Yu Jiajia nodded repeatedly:

"That's right!"

I pointed to the plate of original emerald green broccoli. I knew that I should have the same expression as that broccoli without looking in the mirror:

"Eat it raw?!"

Yu Jiajia's originally proud expression suddenly became a little embarrassed, but she still argued:

"That's called cold salad! It tastes bitter in the mouth, but it's delicious after trying it!"

“Isn’t it popular these days that everything can be served cold?”

"It's just raw broccoli, it's better than many things!"

I didn’t argue much, and finally pointed to the third bowl, which was the last bowl on the coffee table: “So, is it also a recent trend to serve bananas as a dish?”

Yu Jiajia’s momentum weakened again:

"Aren't you buying nothing else? It's just some food, what about a bicycle?"

"Just treat it as dessert!"

I was silent.

After a long time, I asked:

"So, where's the food?"

There are only three bowls in total, one with dark meat, one with lettuce, and one with banana.

The rice cooker in the kitchen was even turned off.

Eat as promised.

So, where's the food?

In the silent room, I finally saw that Yu Jiajia was petrified inch by inch from head to toe, completely frozen in place.

Forty minutes later.

Yu Jiajia opened the door to welcome the barbecue takeout, sent the takeaway man away with gratitude, and returned to the cleared coffee table.

I took a big bite of the oily wings:

"Next time, don't cook."

Yu Jiajia also took a hungry bite of the fragrant mutton skewers:

"I do not!"

"Being a chef is also my dream."

"I originally thought that if I couldn't become a dancer, I would set up a stall!"

I stretched out my hand to stop him from snatching my kebab:

"This span is too big."

Yu Jiajia retracted her hand angrily:

“Heroes don’t ask where they come from.”

The two of them had a great time around the fragrant skewers, and then lay down on the sofa with their stomachs full and completely ruined.

I raised my foot and kicked her:

"You haven't gambled in the past two days, have you?"

Yu Jiajia scrolled through her cell phone and grunted a few times without moving:

"I can't find a place to collect money."

"Almost everyone in the black casinos knows about my father. I don't want to go to a black casino. There are more cheaters than ever before. Nine times out of ten, you will lose. The only time you win money is because the casino put up the bait."

"In a regular casino, there are many ways to play dice, and I don't have any advantage."

"Secondly, there are many people in a regular casino, and there are many disturbing sounds from various items. The probability of hearing the sound of a certain item is even lower."

"Actually, the Rose Club is pretty good, but maybe it's because my performance was so poor."

"I may have to think of other options."

I wanted to help Yu Jiajia figure out the characteristics of the things in her body, so I pondered for a moment and asked:

"Actually, I wanted to ask you earlier. When you and Mr. Gu were betting against each other, it seemed that after the other party interrupted your attention, you no longer heard the sound of frogs."

"Does that sound only happen once?"

Yu Jiajia straightened her body slightly, but she was still lying there:

"It's not like you will call again after you miss it."

I looked at Yu Jiajia, and Yu Jiajia looked at me. The two of them looked at each other. I was the first to ask:

"What's the pattern?"

Yu Jiajia was like a primary school student who was called out, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed:

"do not know."

Well, well, I shouldn't have any hope.

When Yu Jiajia saw me withdrawing my gaze, she racked her brains and thought hard:

"Maybe more than a day?"

"I remember I saw you at the Rose Mansion the night before yesterday. The frog on your body also rang, but it didn't ring when you came over at noon yesterday, but it rang again today."

"It's just over a day, less than two days."

There is no doubt that the author has indeed seen a super dark cooking master.