Mr.president, you are too gentle

No longer refused to sip his mouth, followed by the landlady's son to the bathroom.

Wang Sixin went first, took out a black hair dryer from the cabinet, grabbed his hair and plugged it in. Just handed over the little novel: "Miss Fu, you blow first and come to me if you have any problems. Oh, by the way, my name is Wang Sixin. You should have heard my mother just now."

The big man's smile is always so bright and pure. Fu Xiaoxiao also smiled slightly. Generously took over the hair dryer and said, "my name is Fu Xiaoxiao. Just follow my aunt and call my name. You don't have to pay Miss Fu. Miss Fu calls it."

"OK." Wang Sixin readily responded and walked out of the bathroom.

Leave Fu Xiaoxiao alone in the bathroom, and the space alone is much more comfortable. She patted her face in the mirror and began to blow her hair.

Because pay small hair is long and much, she doesn't dare to blow her hair at the maximum. I'm afraid the strength of the hair dryer is too strong to hurt my hair. So it blew for more than ten minutes before it reached seven or eight minutes.

Carefully rewind the wire of the hair dryer, put Fu Xiaoxiao back in the original cabinet, and then turned out of the bathroom.

As soon as I went out, the landlady had finished it. Her house was specially redecorated later, so it has a special style and atmosphere. The balcony is very large and a tatami is installed.

Now the things are moved away and a grill is put on it. Some meat kebabs are already Zizi and oily, and the taste has floated in their nose.

The men who had been silent on the sofa had already chatted with each other with their own baking pots. It seemed that they were talking very well.

It is said that Chinese food can promote the development of human relations. Now it really deserves its reputation.

Seeing that Fu Xiaoxiao came out, the landlord's aunt instructed her son to turn over the New Year cake and said warmly, "Xiaoxiao, come here and keep it for you."

Fu Xiaoxiao can always feel his mother's unique warmth on the landlord's aunt. She pursed her lips and came forward with a smile. She took a baking tray from the landlady's hand and said with a smile, "thank you, aunt."

The landlady is very honest. She is afraid that she will not pay enough for food. All kinds of kebabs have been carefully packed on the baking plate. It seems that they are distributed to themselves while baking. Some are still hot and some are already warm.

Fu Xiaoxiao had wandered around for a day and didn't eat anything, but her stomach was used to such hunger that she didn't feel it. Now she smelled the special smell of kebabs, which made her forefinger move.

She's really hungry, and she's not polite. After serving the baking tray, I found a small corner and ate it quietly. I found that the kebab was so delicious that it was no worse than the stall outside.

Fu Xiaoxiao has never been picky about food. The meat and vegetables here are very enjoyable for him, especially the baked string of New Year cakes, which are scorched outside and tender inside.

She bowed her head and ate quietly. She soon solved more than half of the problem, and the plate was empty. A new kebab came out of the grill over there. Fu Xiaoxiao smelled the fragrance and looked up. His eyes lit up when he saw a basin of baked rice cakes on the side.