Master of the city

This time, instead of driving, Li Mengmei and Zhang Fan walked back to their residence, and went to the vegetable market to buy some meat and vegetables. Two people don't talk much on the road, each time someone starts, and then another person "um" and "ah" a few words are over.

Like that, the two young people who had just been on a blind date and had a bit of fun with each other were embarrassed to speak because of shyness.

After entering the house, the feeling is even more serious. It's not the first time to take Zhang Fan back to her home. But this time, Li Mengmei felt that the little heart in her chest was beating incessantly, and she couldn't even breathe steadily.

For Li Mengmei, the previous questioning of Zhang Fan at the door of the agency was not much different from her confession, so her face was burning with shame.

After Zhang Fan came in, the task of cooking dinner was always given to Zhang Fan. Today, Li Mengmei went into the kitchen with vegetables as soon as she came in, and closed the door, which almost flattened Zhang Fan's nose.

For Li Mengmei's embarrassment, Zhang Fan said that he was also very desperate. If he had known that things would turn out like this, he would have called back to report his safety. Li Mengmei's painting style was completely different from what he expected.

Zhang Fan, who has nothing to do, cleans the room, and then has nothing to do, so he sits on the sofa and brushes his cell phone. He doesn't have many friends and doesn't chat much. Usually, he just reads the news on wechat.

As soon as he opened the wechat, Zhao Qilin jumped out.

Kirin: man, what are you doing? Oh, I'll go. I knew this party was like this. I'll bring you here. Many beauties.

At the bottom of the text, a picture of the buffet party is attached. It's really beautiful. One by one, they are wearing "simple" evening gowns. The meat is hidden and the meat is present. Don't mention it's eye-catching.

Well, the lady in the corner of the picture is a bit of a spectacle. In her twenties, she is only 1.6 meters tall, but she weighs more than 160. Her skin is black. Although her facial features are still correct, she is not good-looking on that fat face. Isn't this the Miss Hu I met in Jiqing building?

Zhang Fan left a message for Wang Lu before, if Miss Hu went back to find trouble, let her tell Miss Hu that Zhang fan can help her lose weight. In Zhang Fan's imagination, Miss Hu should have been looking for her for a long time, but in fact, nothing happened.

Zhang Fan: what are you happy about? Even if there are many beauties, none of them are you. If you can deal with Miss Hu, who is Hu's jewelry, I will convince you.

Kirin: I'll go, brother. I won't take you so disgusting. It's not mine. Why don't you let me have a look? I'm better than you. I'm in an intermediary But your landlady is really beautiful. Even if you put it here, it's also the top beauty. It's absolutely sought after by men everywhere.

Zhang Fan: Well, I'm at her house right now.

Qilin: your sister

Zhang Fan: I still sleep here at night.

Kirin: I'll do it! the end of friendship!!!! Red fruit show off! No humanity!

Zhang Fan: ha ha.

In the end, Zhang Fan sat on the sofa and couldn't help laughing. In the past year, there was only one center in his life, that is, Lu Rong. Apart from that, there was nothing else. Now, life is so much more fun with this idle friend.

"Oh dear!"

"Bang!"

Just as Zhang Fan was giggling, a woman's scream came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of something falling on the ground. Zhang Fan jumped up from the ground like a reflex, rushed to the kitchen door and kicked it open.

"Sister Meng Mei, are you ok?"

I saw Li Mengmei standing in front of the chopping board, covering her left finger with her right hand. The blood kept ticking down her hands. A bloody kitchen knife fell on the ground beside her feet, and the blade had been chipped out by the ground.

"I'm fine. I was distracted just now. I've cut the meat." Li Mengmei's face is called red. When Zhang Fan doubted her cooking skills, she was chased half the street by Li Mengmei. That's good. She cut her own meat.

"The knife that has cut raw meat is not clean and needs to be disinfected."

Zhang Fan opened Li Mengmei's right hand and saw that there was a not too deep wound on her left index finger. First, he was relieved, then he opened his mouth to hold Li Mengmei's finger and sucked it up.

The dirty blood in the wound is to be sucked out, and human saliva also has the function of sterilization. However, in Li Mengmei's opinion, this action is a little too intimate, and her heart beats wildly.

"Well, it's nothing. It's just a minor injury. Just stick a band aid on it. "

"Well, there's something you can post at home." Zhang Fan vomited the blood in the pool, pinched open the wound, and looked at the broken meat foam that didn't rub down from the body of the knife.

"OK, but this time we need not only band aids, but also a repairman."

"Repairman?"

Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't know, Li Mengmei pointed to the kitchen door. Originally, the door was locked. When Zhang Fan opened it, the lock almost flew. The place where the lock tongue inserted into the door frame was torn and changed into a miserable shape. It was miserable.Zhang Fan was embarrassed and scratched his head. He didn't know what to say.

Li Mengmei didn't blame him at all. Instead, she felt sweet in her heart.

Why does Zhang Fan kick the door? Isn't she worried about her safety? For someone else, maybe even in the door slowly asked a "what's wrong", "quickly open the door" and so on.

After the glorious injury, the cooking work can no longer be handed over to Li Mengmei. Even if she insists that it's OK, Zhang Fan is reluctant to give up. He went into the kitchen and fried for a while. In a short time, three dishes and one soup were served on the table. Even the dishes and chopsticks were taken by Zhang Fan, and Li Mengmei was not allowed to do it.

Looking at Zhang Fan's busy figure, Li Mengmei's heart was filled with jealousy for no reason. What she envies is not others. It's Lu Rong who carries a box of snacks and asks her to give it to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan has been with her for a year. Lu Rong is enjoying Zhang Fan's love every day. It's been a year. Thinking of this, Li Mengmei decided to give Liang Fengshou and Dai Mengmeng the box of snacks when she arrived at the company tomorrow. Hum, bad woman, she kicked others and wanted to find it again, but there was no way.

"Sister Meng Mei, what's the matter? If it's inconvenient for you to eat with chopsticks, I'll get you a spoon. " Food on the table, even rice are Sheng, Zhang Fan saw Li Mengmei is still in a daze. And it's still going on. I can only call her back.

"Oh, it's OK. I can use chopsticks. I can use chopsticks."

Li Mengmei flurried up the chopsticks and put them in the plate to hide her embarrassment, but she didn't notice that her chopsticks were positive and negative, which was very awkward.

Seeing that Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing, Li Mengmei found that she was embarrassed. She patted the chopsticks on the table and yelled at Zhang Fan: "what are you laughing at! I like to hold chopsticks like this. What's the matter? "

"Nothing, nothing. Just be happy."

Seeing that Li Mengmei was furious, Zhang Fan quickly hugged her head and begged for mercy. However, he felt that Li Mengmei's small fist didn't really hit her. He looked at Li Mengmei with a playful smile.

"Sister Meng Mei, can I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?. As long as I don't give you a raise, you can say anything. "

Li Mengmei rolled her eyes.

"Well, that's what I said."

Zhang Fan picked up a cauliflower with chopsticks and handed it to Li Mengmei.

"Sister Meng Mei, can I be my girlfriend?"

At that moment, Li Mengmei's whole body was petrified. Zhang Fan's previous sentence was understated. She didn't expect that he would express himself next.

It's white!

Although there are no roses, red wine, candlelight dinner. But in Li Mengmei's opinion, Zhang Fan's hand-made meals are no inferior to those things. Li Mengmei's heart is like a deer bumping around. She grabs chopsticks to pick up the cauliflower handed over by Zhang Fan, but she doesn't know if it's right.

Cauliflower is also a flower. If you take it, you will be accepting her confession.

To be honest, Li Mengmei has already thought about making things clear with Zhang Fan, but she didn't expect Zhang Fan to move faster than her.

Do you want to accept it?

Li Mengmei knew very well that if she took it over, she might regret it all her life. If she didn't take it, she would definitely regret it all her life.

Su's hand holding chopsticks was shaking. However, when the chopsticks were about to touch the cauliflower, her mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated. The sudden buzzing scared Li Mengmei, and the chopsticks in her hand fell down on the table.

She gave a smile and wanted to grab the mobile phone to ease the embarrassment. She didn't know that there was a text message from the sender without any remarks. The content of the text message was only nine words: go back next month and wait for me at home.

Just because happiness came too suddenly, the pink face faded in that moment, pale like a piece of paper money dancing under the miserable moon. The attractive red lips began to tremble, and the hand holding the mobile phone also trembled.

"Sister Meng Mei, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me, sister mummy. "

Zhang fan can't understand why Li Mengmei has become like this. Even if he hasn't had a serious love affair, he's not stupid. The kind of love between him and Li Mengmei can be tasted as long as it's a person.

Why? It should be a natural confession. Why did sister Meng Mei's face become so ugly?

"I, I'm ok, you eat, I suddenly have no appetite." Li Mengmei stood up from the table with her head down and ran back to her room quickly. She didn't dare to look up, because as long as she raised her face a little, Zhang Fan could see the wanton tears on her face.

A few seconds ago, she thought she was the happiest woman in the world, but she didn't think it was just nine words. Everything was different.