Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 278: Careful Thinking (1)

Dinner was a little early today, and Lin Ziyu was actually a little hungry, but she was too lazy to start a fire alone, and she was almost ready to write, just eat some snacks and fruits, and now she helped Fu Zichen cook noodles, and cooked two bowls by the way, There are also two soft-boiled eggs in each bowl. When it comes out of the pan, a handful of chopped green onions are sprinkled on it. There are a few strands of fresh green in the white, which is a bit tempting.

Turning around, he took his chopsticks, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and was about to call Fu Zichen downstairs, but he appeared at the kitchen door wearing only a pair of big dark gray underpants, and the corners of his lips twitched faintly.

In front of her, he was really informal. He changed his pants and put on a T-shirt anyway.

"The noodles are ready, put the soy sauce and vinegar yourself."

After taking two pairs of chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet, she turned around to get soy sauce and vinegar.

"En." Fu Zichen nodded, pulled out the chair and sat down, the color on his body was still not fading, it was a light pink, and there was a big red patch on his left waist.

Just now she said that she pinched his waist, but he didn't feel anything yet, now it's hot|hot.

She hits really hard.

Thinking of this, his bony hand suddenly reached out to Lin Ziyu, took her hand, carefully checked the scar on her wrist, and confirmed that the red mark had disappeared, then let go of her hand and put the seasoning into his bowl.

And Lin Ziyu's gaze also swept across the pink color that was incompatible with his strong chest.

Is he a little bit alcoholic?
It's like just steaming.

Pulling out the chair and sitting opposite him, he poured the seasoning into his own bowl with plain hands, and mixed it carefully a few times. The faint scent of vinegar filled the kitchen, and the simple egg noodles in clear soup seemed even more tempting|attractive.

After hesitating for a few seconds, I still couldn't help asking: "Do you usually drink like this?"

His eyes flicked to his flushed chest.

Fu Zichen took a bite of the egg and chewed it slowly, and found that it was runny inside. He somehow felt that Lin Ziyu's cooking skills should be good.

After chewing and swallowing, he let out a soft "um".

After a pause, he explained again: "This will happen if you drink too much...it will disappear by itself in a few hours."

"Oh." Lin Ziyu replied with slightly drooping eyelashes, as long as she is not intoxicated or allergic to alcohol.

Before eating the noodles, she also takes a bite of the egg. She likes soft-boiled eggs very much. They are sweet and have a strong aroma of eggs.

Probably because she hasn't cooked the noodles by herself recently, she feels that she fished the noodles a little too late, and they are a bit mushy.

A few minutes later and it might not be noodles but batter.

"Is the beef noodle shop we used to go to still there?"

After eating four or five mouthfuls, Fu Zichen asked suddenly, his deep eyes looked straight at the person opposite who was serious about eating noodles.

Lin Ziyu was startled, and then heard him add softly: "The one at the gate of No. [-] Middle School."

The chopsticks stirred the noodles in the bowl unconsciously, "It's still..."

"But it has risen to 12 yuan a bowl."

She just went there in March.

Eleven years ago, she went to eat with him, and a big bowl was worth five yuan.

She met him on the street on the first day of enrolling in junior high school. At that time, he had moved out of the Fu family's mansion in the north of the city for more than a year. He had lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were sunken, and his clothes were empty. Standing on the side of the street smoking a cigarette is like a gangster doing nothing on the street.

Of course, he was also a lot of black, much darker than Fu Siqi who started military training a week earlier.

"Uncle?"

She observed him for a long time that day before calling him tentatively.

She thought he was Fu Zichen, but she didn't think so.

"Huh?" He turned around and glanced at her, his expression was not very clear in the lingering smoke.

The brow seemed to be raised, "Lin Ziyu?"

(End of this chapter)