0°C lingering: Mr. Leng's new wife at midnight

After buying all the materials, she was about to go back when she suddenly remembered that once Lan Yanshu came back from Hangzhou and praised that the West Lake vinegar fish there was very good, so she unconsciously changed the direction.

"Is there anything else you haven't bought?" He raised his hand full of food, unable to wrap his arms around her waist, he opened his arms instead to block the passers-by for her.

"No." She shook her head and walked to the fishmonger's stall, "I want to eat West Lake vinegar fish, so I bought a fish to try." She had read the recipe for that dish, and it wasn't too difficult to make.

"Sir, miss, do you want to buy fish?" The fishmonger, who was helping customers to scale the fish, saw a business coming, and immediately yelled loudly with a smile on his face. "Look casually, whichever one you pick, just catch it for me."

Catch it yourself?Did he mean catch by hand? [

The two looked at each other for a while, and Lan Yanshu took her to the aisle between the two booths, put down the bag in his hand, folded the cuffs of his shirt in half, and went back to catch fish with a calm face.

A young master who has been pampered since he was a child catches fish in front of the fishmonger's stall, and the result can be imagined.The fish was not caught, and his hair was unavoidably splashed by the water splashed by the escaped fish. The shirt on his body also suffered, and the water was stained here and there.