After Being Bent by Reader

Xu Chuanchuan really thinks that he should change his mind. Who is Murong Shi and how can he eat with her?

She didn't know what Murong Shi was thinking, probably because she thought she was too whimsical. Those indifferent eyes scanned her from head to toe. The other party didn't say anything, but Xu Chuanchuan felt a sense of self-confidence. She was very upset, thinking about what she should say if she was rejected by the other party.

Murong Shi's calm and unwavering gaze returned to her face, her thin lips lightly opened, and she said, "Okay."

This answer was even more surprising than the previous sentence "but", Xu Chuanchuan almost couldn't turn his head, opened his mouth in astonishment, and forgot to pick it up.

Murong Shi spoke again: "What do you want me to eat?"

Without looking in the mirror, Xu Chuanchuan must be able to imagine what she looks like at the moment. She must be dull and stupid. She licked her lips because of tension, and said, "What do you want to eat?"

She really didn't understand Murong Shi, and she had already made up a lot of food in a short time. French food, high-end Chinese food, steaks, foie gras, bird's nests...all in her mind, she could not estimate, she might have a lot of bleeding after such a meal.

Murong Shi hugged his arms, tilted his head for a moment, and said, "I'm hungry, and I don't have any other requests. I just want to eat some meat."

Steak, foie gras and bird's nest are flying around...

Xu Chuanchuan laughed twice and said, "Can you be more specific?"

Murong Shi raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you going to treat me or me?"

"..." Xu Chuan couldn't even laugh at all, shook the camera in his hand, "Wait for me, I'll go put things first."

"Ok."

Xu Chuanchuan rushed into the office, locked the camera, picked up the bag and rushed out, then glanced at the corridor, Murong Shi was gone.

Xu Chuanchuan was confused and went downstairs suspiciously, and found the familiar Maserati president parked at the door. The windows and doors were closed, so she couldn't see what was inside, so she took a sigh of relief and strode over.

As she approached, the car window lowered. Murong Shi sat in the driver's seat and turned to look at her: "Get in the car."

"I own a car, you..." Before the words were finished, Murong Shi's disgusting look stopped him, and Xu Chuanchuan pulled the car door and sat in.

In this cramped space, with two people so close, Xu Chuanchuan could even smell the perfume wafting from Murong Shi, so she became even more nervous.

Almost the moment she let go of her seat belt, the car slowly opened.

"Do you want something delicious?" Murong Shi looked forward.

Xu Chuanchuan stared at her side and said, "At the second traffic light, turn left there is a Chaoshan beef hot pot. The taste is very authentic. Should we go there to eat? You eat beef, right?"

Murong Shi paused, as if thinking, and gave a faint "um".

Finally decided what to eat and where to eat, Xu Chuanchuan secretly wiped his forehead.

I didn't want this little action to be seen by Murong Shi, and said, "I only turn on the air conditioner at 25 degrees. Is it so hot?"

Xu Chuanchuan was stiff, trying to laugh and couldn't laugh, and said: "I was running a little rush just now... By the way, Miss Murong, do you like hot pot?"

She had no words to look for at first, and regretted it after she asked, so she might as well shut up.

"like."

"..." Forget it, don't talk awkwardly if there is no common topic.

There was a traffic jam ahead, and Murong Shi had to slow down. None of them spoke, there was not even a sound of music in the car, and there was silence for about a few minutes.

Xu Chuanchuan was sitting on pins and needles. She turned her head to the side and looked at the long queue of cars outside the window. She thought to herself: "It's great to ride a bicycle.'Swish' will pass."

Seeing the shared bicycles parked on the roadside, it seemed that she had found other topics. She turned around and asked Murong Shi, who was calm and calm next to her, "Do you know how to ride a bicycle?"

"No." Murong Shi didn't even look at her.

"..." It's boring to ask yourself, so just keep shutting up.

The traffic in front was loosened, Murong Shi's car moved forward a little bit, and then stopped moving again.

Xu Chuanchuan complained constantly, feeling that every minute and every second was suffering. She suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Linda. It must be a lot of pressure to face an iceberg face like Murong Shi every day, right?

She took out her phone carefully and took a look, and it was less than ten minutes before they left the company. If it weren't for traffic jams, they could all reach their destination.

Xu Chuanchuan began to worry about the bicycle that was forced to throw at the company.

The traffic moved again, and the car moved forward at turtle speed, Xu Chuanchuan withdrew his attention, and couldn't help taking a peek at the person next to him.

I don't know if it was because of waiting too long and impatient, Murong Shi's Bingshan face finally had other expressions, his jaw was tight, his brows frowned, and it seemed as if he was sulking with someone.

Is it because of the boyfriend whose surname is Jiang?

possible.

After all, today is 520. What a romantic day for a couple. The assistant ran away, but Murong Shi was working overtime alone. My boyfriend didn’t come to pick her up, maybe there was a conflict between the two...

Murong Shi was indeed stunned, but it was not exactly what Xu Chuanchuan thought. She felt that she was inexplicable, why did she agree to Xu Chuanchuan just now?

What I said was like water poured out, and now it’s too late to regret. As long as he thought of that stew. Poetry, Murong Shi wanted to get angry for no reason, and simply ignored others, so she left her uncomfortable.

Xu Chuanchuan is now very tangled inside. The invitation was brought forward by herself, and she kept talking like this, and if she continued like this, she was afraid that she would suffocate herself to death before she even had anything to eat.

Xu Chuanchuan cleared his throat, looked at the crawling traffic ahead, and broke the silence: "It's not usually blocked like this, maybe because everyone is rushing to the festival today."

Murong Shi said nothing.

Xu Chuanchuan's heart jumped, and he thought: "It's broken, I've said something wrong."

Xu Chuanchuan can't wait to beat himself, how will he get confused after his EQ is so low? Can't you not speak and shut up?

She didn't dare to see how Murong Shi reacted, and the two of them fell into weird silence again.

"Others are celebrating the festival, why didn't you go?"

When Murong Shi's indifferent voice sounded, Xu Chuanchuan, who was thinking, was taken aback. She quickly sorted out her emotions, and said with a smile: "Someone else has a boyfriend, how can I live as a single dog."

Murong Shi stopped talking.

Xu Chuanchuan went to see the scenery outside the window again.

Silence spread, until the road ahead became smooth, the black car accelerated forward, and Xu Chuanchuan let go of his clenched hands. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly looked at Murong Shi: "Why did you turn?"

Murong Shi looked at her at each other: "Didn't you say turn left at the traffic light?"

"I'm talking about the second traffic light..."

Murong Shi's eyebrows moved, and he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and said, "It's difficult to turn around."

Xu Chuanchuan was also afraid of the traffic jam. She bit her lower lip and said, "Why don't you eat something else."

"casual."

After such a big problem fell, Xu Chuanchuan began to make trouble again.

After all, Murong Poetry is not Xu Xiangxiang, how can you eat it casually?

Xu Chuanchuan's eyes swept outside the window. Huang Braised Chicken Rice, Northeast Dumpling House, Hunan Big Bowl, Wallace, Pizza Hut... why are all fast food?

She couldn't find a slightly higher grade place, so she took out her mobile phone and prepared to search on Dianping.

Suddenly, I heard Murong Shi say: "There is a Mala Tang over there."

The word "Ma La Tang" has accompanied Xu Chuanchuan's six-year codeword career. She instinctively raised her ears and looked at Murong Shi in surprise.

Murong Shi slowed down the car and raised his chin: "Look at what I am doing, look outside."

Xu Chuanchuan followed her instructions, and he found a Zhang Liang Mala Tang. In less than a second, her gaze returned to Murong Shi's face, and she stopped talking.

The previous speculation about the identity of the "passer-by poem" came to her mind, and she was suspicious.

With so many fast food restaurants outside, why did Murong Shi see Zhang Liang's Mala Tang?

Could it be...

In the next second, Murong Shi's fluttering sentence dispelled her suspicion.

"Your sister said you like spicy spicy soup."

Xu Chuanchuan shook his head, Qiangyan smiled: "I liked it very much when I was in school. I ate it almost every day. Later, I knew I was unhealthy and I rarely ate it.

Murong Shi twitched his lips: "Is it so delicious?"

Her eyes are actually very bright, and her eyes are very dark, with a compelling momentum. Xu Chuanchuan looked at each other for less than ten seconds before staggering his gaze, looking at a certain place outside the window: "It's okay, maybe it's because there are peppers in it. It's easy to addicted to eating hemp."

Strange, why did they talk about this? Xu Chuanchuan's mouth was greedy, Murong Shi kept looking at her, and she was embarrassed to swallow.

Xu Chuanchuan was so embarrassed that he found that the car was not moving.

Murong Shi parked the car on the side of the road, with a casual tone: "It's blocked in front and back. If you don't bother to leave, go to that house."

"Which one?"

"Zhang Liang spicy and spicy."

Xu Chuanchuan was dumbfounded. Seeing Murong Shi began to unbelt her seat belt, she still didn't react: "Do you want to eat Mala Tang?"

Murong Shi glanced at her and said, "If you can eat me, then can't you?"

Xu Chuanchuan swallowed hard, and said: "It's not impossible, the key is you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden cell phone ringtone. Xu Chuanchuan subconsciously checked the phone and found that the screen was not on. She saw Murong Shi take out her mobile phone.

Murong Shi pulled the seat belt around his waist aside and pressed to answer: "Dad."

"The food is almost ready, when will you be back?"

Sun An is socializing outside almost every day, and it is rare for him to go home today. Murong Shi was silent and said: "I forgot to tell you, I have something to do, I won't go back for dinner."

Sun An was not annoyed, and said, "Then have you eaten now? Do you want Aunt Lian to keep you a supper?"

"No, there is a treat, and we are going to eat."

"A treat? By the way, I just know that today is 520. Did you go for a holiday with Shaohua?"

Murong Shi glanced at Xu Chuanchuan, who was still in a state of surprise next to him, and pressed her lower lip, not willing to explain, "Yeah."

Sun An didn't doubt that he had him, and said, "Then you guys have fun."

"it is good."

"Wait, your mother wants to say something to you."

After waiting for nearly a minute, Murong Mingshu's voice came from over there: "Xiao Shi, do you really want to go to the festival with Shaohua?"

Listening to Murong Mingshu's deliberately lowered voice, Murong Shi thought she must have hid in the room. Regarding the fact that she and Jiang Shaohua were "together", her parents had completely opposite attitudes. Sometimes it was helpless when Murong Shi was caught in the middle. While she wanted to act for Sun An, she had to hide Murong Mingshu from her, and was not refined. Luckily.

She smiled pretentiously and said: "Yes, other couples go to the festival, how can we make exceptions?"

"but…"

"Mom, leave us alone. Go eat. She is still waiting for me. I won't talk to you anymore. Bye."

Putting away the phone, seeing the person next to him staring at him intently, Murong Shi reminded her: "Get off."

Xu Chuanchuan suddenly returned to his senses and went to untie the seat belt.

"Are you sure you want to eat Mala Tang?"

"Is there a problem?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

Of course there is a problem. The purpose of the treat this time is to repay the favor. The beef hot pot sounds a little more magnificent. What's the matter with spicy hot pot?

A Mala Tang is only tens of dollars, and it really doesn’t match the famous brand of Murong Shi...

Xu Chuanchuan was still hesitating, and Murong Shi had already stepped away, so she had to speed up to follow.

No matter what, Mala Tang is Mala Tang.

The store is air-conditioned, there are surprisingly many people, and there is a queue. Xu Chuanchuan looked at the crowded heads inside, and regretted bringing Murong Shi in.

No, Murong Shi brought her in...

Murong Shi didn't seem to care at all. She attracted countless curious eyes as soon as she came in. She turned a blind eye to Xu Chuanchuan who was in a daze: "Order food."

"Oh oh."

Xu Chuanchuan took a plate with vegetables and walked to the self-service selection area. Beef, chicken, and tenderloin filled a small half plate. She was not enough. She was about to take more, but saw a vegetable tong stick into the plate. The next five divided by two removed half of the meat she had put in.

Xu Chuanchuan turned his head to take a look, not knowing when Murong Shi leaned in, and started to load various vegetables into the plate naturally.

Xu Chuankuan is unknown, so: "Didn't you say you want to eat meat?"

"Now I want to be vegetarian."

"..."

It took more than ten minutes to get to them. Xu Chuanchuan was already hungry, but he was embarrassed to feast on Murong Shi.

"Would you like to add more sesame oil? Very enjoyable."

"No, I don't like hemp."

"Oh..." Xu Chuanchuan accidentally bit a prickly ash, and she took a piece of paper and spit in it.

Like a loss of appetite, Murong Shi eats slowly. Xu Chuanchuan had no idea, and asked cautiously, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay. Eat yours and leave me alone."

"..."

After trying to find a topic several times, he was called back by someone with a cold and perfunctory attitude. Xu Chuanchuan had to pretend to be dumb.

This meal was quite tormenting...

Perhaps it was only Xu Chuanchuan who was suffering himself. Anyway, Murong Shi looked no different from usual. He kept his face cold throughout the whole process, and then put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites.

Xu Chuanchuan suddenly became nervous, stopped all movements and asked her, "Why don't you eat anymore?"

Murong Shi wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "I'm full."

Xu Chuanchuan widened his eyes, looked at the huge bowl in front of him, and then at the person on the other side.

"You just ate so much..."

Murong Shi smiled lightly and said, "You can eat slowly by yourself."

This smile is like spring flowers, it's hard to see. Xu Chuanchuan looked at her in a daze, and said, "I can't finish eating alone."

"I believe you, don't waste it."

"..." I didn't order so much if I knew it.

Xu Chuanchuan ate all the big bowl under Murong Shi's eyes, fearing that her stomach would burst, so she didn't drink a mouthful of soup. She didn't hold her back for a while and hiccuped, she flushed with a sullen face.

Murong Shi seemed to have not seen it, and said, "Let's go."

This time, Xu Chuanchuan did not get in Murong Shi's car. She didn't dare to sit, that spicy bowl of money might not be as expensive as the gas she used to rub Murong Shi's car, and she was ashamed to think of it.

Then there was too much pressure to get in the car, she really didn't know what to say to Murong Shi.

Xu Chuanchuan touched his stomach, smiled sternly, and said, "I'm too full to eat, I want to walk back slowly and digest it."

Murong Shi frowned: "Go back?"

"Yes, it's very close to where I live. It's only a ten-minute walk."

"Well, it's up to you." Murong Shi didn't insist, and looked around her face, and finally fell on her red mouth, bending down slightly, "Your lips seem to be shaking."

The distance is so close that you can feel each other's breathing.

The sudden approach caused Xu Chuanchuan to take a step back. In a daze, Murong Shi had already straightened his waist and waved to her: "Thank you for your Mala Tang, I will go now."

Xu Chuanchuan touched his still tingling lips, and said silently "bye bye".

It took a little longer than expected, and it took Xu Chuanchuan nearly twenty minutes to walk back to the rental house, when it was already dark.

She was sweating all over, put on her pajamas, turned on the computer, and saw the news that An Ji had asked her to share code words.

Xu Chuan replied "just back" and opened the document.

I don't know if it's uncomfortable after eating, and the hands have been running smoothly, Xu Chuanchuan can't accidentally get stuck.

She couldn't hold her back, so she had to take a bath first.

After washing, she still had no inspiration. She simply turned off the computer and lay on the bed with her mobile phone. Seeing An Ji's QQ status showed "busy", she knew that the other party hadn't finished the code, so it was not convenient for her to bother.

At this time, there was someone in the reader group @她, she clicked to take a look.

—Daily, your poem baby is here again @爱吃麻辣汤.

Poem... baby? Poetry by passersby?

Xu Chuanchuan took a little slower, clicked on the Jinjiang APP, and entered the serialized article page. After five days, she saw the familiar ID again.

Xu Chuanchuan was almost moved to tears.

Fortunately, fortunately, deep water is not a negative.

This local tyrant's temper is really elusive. Is she not angry anymore?

Xu Chuanchuan was eager to log on to Weibo to verify, and clicked on the blue sea area's head.

Love Mala Tang: "Thank you local tyrants for not killing [holding a fist]"

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "You are welcome."

Love Mala Tang: "I thought you were mad at me..."

There is no poem about the girl's feelings: "On business trip these days."

Love Mala Tang: "Oh."

There is another person in the reader group @她, Xu Chuanchuan cuts over to take a look.

—Let Shi Baobao join the group, I really want to talk about life with her @爱吃麻辣烫.

Let passers-by poetry add group?

Why didn't Xu Chuanchuan think of it? !

I have always felt that it is not easy to communicate with Weibo through private messages. This local tyrant has a weird temper. Xu Chuanchuan finds it difficult to deal with it every time. Now the opportunity is here.

Love Mala Tang: "Do you use QQ? I have a readership, and there are so many cute girls in it. If you are interested, you can come in and chat with them~"

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "How do you know that I am interested in girls?"

Uh, it seems to be wrong.

Love Mala Tang: "Isn't it normal to see Lily like girls? Many girls in the group are single, you can also come in to find a girlfriend~"

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "How do you know that I don't have a girlfriend?"

Xu Chuanchuan:...

Love Mala Tang: "So you have a girlfriend... Sorry, when I didn't say..."

A few minutes later.

There is no poem for the girl's feelings: "How much is the group number?"

After a few more minutes, Xu Chuanchuan's phone shook and received an application for verification.

—I am a passerby poem.

Xu Chuanchuan was enthusiastic, clicked "Agree", and sent a message in the group: "I'm calling the local tyrant you want, please play with it~"

—Wow, the local tyrants are here, come and warmly welcome everyone!

—Welcome~

-welcome green hands.

—I'm the best at molesting people, let me go. The newcomer burst into photos and reported measurements. Do you have a girlfriend?

—Is this really a baby poem? Six-digit QQ number, my God, how old are you, Baby Shi?

…

In front of the computer, Xu Chuanchuan laughed from ear to ear.

Every time I had a private chat, I was tossed badly by the poetry of passers-by. Now I see a group of people tossing her, don't mention how happy Xu Chuanchuan is.

Murong Poetry:...

Murong Shi regretted joining the group. The speed at which the group of friends swept the screen like a rocket made her dizzy, and there were still people @ her.

—Baby Shi, you are finally here. She said she is straight, but we don't believe it! We suspect that you are her girlfriend! right! @路人诗.

Murong Shi narrowed his eyes, tapped his finger on the screen, and replied: "No. She is so stupid and so dull that she can eat so much. Why do you want her to find a girlfriend?"