Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

A towel came down and blocked her nose.

He whispered to her, "cover the towel."

Su Mian obediently did it.

Zhong Nanyu turned and left the bathroom. A moment later, he came back.

With a thread in his hand.

Lift Su Mian's left hand, and he wraps cotton thread around the front end of her middle finger.

Su Mian asked him puzzled, "what are you doing with this?"

Zhong Nan's quilt head didn't lift back to her, "stop bleeding."

Su Mian suddenly became curious again. "Is this a acupoint? It's useful to entangle it."

"The third loves nosebleed since childhood. My old lady has always used this trick."

Su Mian's eyes were red, and his face was full of worship for the old lady, "your mother is so powerful!"

Zhong Nanyu loosened her hand, raised her eyes and looked at her. The corners of her lips slowly lifted up and smiled meaningfully, "how did you suddenly have nosebleed?"

Su Mian's eyes twinkled and her little face turned red.

She hesitated and lied casually, "I... it's estimated that the weather in autumn is too dry, so, um, accidentally..."

Zhong Nanyu stared at her red face with drooping eyes, and the radian of her lips was bigger, "dry? Why didn't I feel it."

"That's because," Su Mian hung his small head and didn't dare to look at him, "you carry dryness."

"Oh," Zhong nanqin couldn't help laughing. He leaned down, his lips close to her ears, and his voice was close to her ears. "Miss Su, you're getting more and more serious."

Su Mian suddenly looked up and became angry. "Who... Who's not serious? You're not serious!"

"I'm not serious, and you're not serious. Aren't you just made for each other?"

Su Mian looked at him and saw her joke. He was so angry that he kicked his calf. Then he rushed out of the bathroom with a towel.

Behind him came Zhong Nanyu's low laughter, which was extremely pleasant.

Su Mian became more and more bored.

This smelly man dares to laugh at her if he doesn't say it!

Hum!

Next time she won't pity him again.

Zhong Nanyu followed Su Mian out of the bathroom and watched her sit on the sofa angrily.

He walked over and sat down beside her.

Look at her sideways. "Take down the towel and try it."

Su Mian did as he said and took down the towel.

After waiting for a few seconds, the nosebleed didn't flow any more. Su Mian looked at Zhong Nanyu with a worshipful face, "it really works."

"Yes."

He reached out and took her left hand. His slender fingers untied the cotton thread wrapped around it. "I'm off work. What do you want to eat later?"

Su Mian raised her eyes and asked him, "don't you go home?"

"I've called aunt Guo. We won't go home to eat. I'll take you out to eat."

"A white?"

"Back to the old house."

Su Mian thought about it. She hasn't eaten hot pot for a long time since she moved to Huangyuan.

When I used to live with Yu Miao, they went out to eat hot pot every three or five times. They had a heavy life.

Since moving into Huangyuan and living with Zhong Nanyu, because his taste is light, she also follows the taste.

But she will still miss the hot pot.

So she tried to suggest, "how about eating hot pot?"

Unexpectedly, Zhong Nange agreed without hesitation, "OK."

......

Zhong Nanji drove and took Su Mian to an alley.

Su Mian is familiar with this alley, called Mingtai lane. It is the oldest street in Beicheng. The houses on both sides of the street still retain the style of the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties.

People who can open a shop in this alley have backgrounds.

The alley is too narrow for cars to enter.

A parking lot was built outside. After Zhong Nange parked his car, he led Su Mian to the depths of the alley.

Walking all the way to the end of the alley, Zhong Nanyu stopped.

Through the red lantern at the door, Su Mian looked up at the house in front of him. The red plaque poured up, and six words were written in bold: a mouthful of meat and a pot of wine.

Su Mian can't help but sip her lips and have fun. She thinks the boss has a lot of personality.

Zhong nanqin took her and walked in. As soon as she entered the yard, someone greeted her.

The man saw that it was Zhong Nanyu and immediately said hello with a smile, "Mr. Zhong hasn't come for a long time. My boss said you came the day before yesterday."

Zhong Nan quilted his lips and said, "where's your boss?"

"Unfortunately, the boss just went out this afternoon. She said she would come back in the evening."

Zhong Nanyu nodded, "well, is there any room left?"

"Yes, do you want the original room?"

"Yes."

"OK, you two, please follow me."

The man led the way, and Su Mian was followed by Zhong Nanyu.

She looked at the face of the man in front and suddenly had the illusion of crossing into the past.

Coarse cloth jacket, wide leg pants, black cloth shoes, wearing a running hat on his head

As like as two peas in the Qing Dynasty palace opera restaurant, and all the way along, they had a few Ancient Rhymes in it.

Through a winding corridor, Zhong Nanyu led her to stop in front of a wing room door.

The runner said to them, "you two go in first. I'll make a pot of tea and bring it to you."

Zhong Nanyu smiled and nodded, "OK, trouble."

"You're welcome."

The runner turned and left. Zhong Nange led Su Mian into the private room.

The private room is not big and is decorated with antique flavor. The dining table is a rectangular mahogany table. The wooden table has a strange structure, which Su Mian can't understand.

The chair is a rattan chair with cushions on it.

The patterns on the mat are hand embroidered.

The table is next to the window, which is half open and has a panoramic view of the outside.

Zhong nanqin opens the chair for Su Mian. Su Mian sits over and stretches his head to see the scenery outside the window.

October is the season when osmanthus is in full bloom.

Outside the window is a large courtyard. Sweet scented osmanthus trees are planted in the courtyard. The strong fragrance of sweet scented osmanthus blows in with the wind, which makes people feel refreshing.

Just Su Mian's best is osmanthus fragrance.

She took several deep breaths and was satisfied.

Zhong Nanyu sat opposite her, looked up at her greedy face, and couldn't help saying, "like?"

"Well, I like it very much," Su Mian sat back and looked at him with a smile. "I like osmanthus fragrance best. If there was a osmanthus tree in our yard over there, it would be perfect."

Zhong Nan quilted his lips and didn't speak.

The runner knocked on the door and came in with a teapot in his hand.

He first poured a cup of tea for Zhong nangui and Su Mian, and then put the teapot aside.

He took out the menu and handed it to Su Mian.

Su Mian reached out and opened the menu. She found that the menu was different from that of other hot pot shops. She couldn't understand it.

So he looked up at Zhong Nanyu like asking for help.

Zhong Nanyu glanced at her, reached out to take the menu from her hand, turned it over and asked her, "what do you want to eat?"

Su Mian simply returned to him, "meat!"

Zhong Nanyu raised his lips, "do you want beef?"

"Yes!"

"Mutton?"

"Yes."

"Pork tenderloin?"

"Yes, I want it all."

Zhong Nanyu nodded gently, then raised his eyes and looked at the running hall, "beef and mutton, tenderloin first two."

"OK."

Zhong Nanyu continued with the meal menu, "would you like tripe and goose intestines?"

"I want tripe and goose intestines."

"Well, another tripe and goose intestines."

"OK."

"What about fish balls and shrimp?"

"I'd like a shrimp slip."

One side of the hall's mouth has unconsciously opened into an "O" shape.

He couldn't help reminding, "it's too much. You probably can't finish it."

Su Mian thought he was right, so she said to Zhong Nange, "don't let the shrimp slip. If you can't finish eating, it's wasted."

Zhong Nange ignored her and said directly to the runner, "finally, give me two kinds of vegetables."

"OK, do you want mandarin duck pot or..."

"Mandarin duck."

"Do you want a fish head pot or a beef bone pot at the bottom of the pot?"

Zhong Nange looked at Su Mian. Su Mian immediately understood and directly said to the running brother, "beef bones are needed for spicy pot and fish heads for clear soup."

"OK, you two wait a moment and serve immediately."

After the running brother left, Su Mian looked at Zhong Nanyu with some embarrassment, "can I eat too much?"

Zhong Nanyu glanced at her lightly, "can you eat this thing?"

Su Mian said, "the running brother seems surprised. His mouth is wide open."

Zhong Nanyu looked at her, and the bottom of her deep eyes were full of doting, "eat whatever you want, I can afford it."

Su Mian, "... Mr. Zhong, is this love talk?"

After looking straight at her for a few seconds, Zhong Nanyu suddenly got up and bullied her across the table in front of her.

Their faces were close together, and he whispered in her ear, "this is your reward."

Su Mian blinked and asked, "what do you reward me?"

Zhong Nan was tucked in his bed and had a pleasant voice. "I'm very comfortable at noon."

Su Mian, "..."

Miss Su, who was too thin skinned, turned red in an instant.

She raised her hand, buckled it on Mr. Zhong's face, pushed him across and pushed him away mercilessly.

She stared at him angrily, "I'll never do it again."

Zhong Nan's quilt was pushed away, with a smile in her eyes.

He asked her, "where did you learn?"

Su Mian deliberately annoyed him. "Haven't you eaten pork and seen a pig run?"

Sure enough, Zhong Nange's face turned black in an instant.

"It seems that a lot of bad things have been done?"

Su Mian was unconvinced. "What's wrong? Only you men are allowed to watch movies, and we women are not allowed to watch them?"

Zhong Nanyu gritted his teeth and said, "watch a movie?"

Su Mian, "... What did I just say?"

"Oh," said Zhong Nanyu with a sneer, "it seems that we have rich theoretical knowledge. I don't mind if we come in various ways tonight."

Su Mian's face turned white with fear.

She quickly apologized, "I didn't watch much, really just a few."

Zhong Nanyu stared at her with sinister eyes and forced him to ask, "how many are there?"

Su Mian really counted with his fingers, "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven“

At the end of the count, her voice grew weaker and weaker.

She raised her eyes and secretly looked at the darkening face of the man opposite. She quickly said, "it's all from college. There are four people in a bedroom. Let's watch it together“

Zhong Nanyu gritted his teeth, "let's see?"

Su Mian answered him weakly, "there are many people."

Zhong Nange took a deep breath, resisted the impulse to take off her pants and beat her little ass, and finally asked, "what do you do with these things?"