kitchen.

Zhao Juntao glanced at the living room and whispered: "They both have entered the room."

"knew."

"They closed the door."

"knew."

"Do you want to call them out for tea?"

"Need not."

"The food is almost complete. Do you want them to serve?"

"Zhao Juntao, shut up."

"oh!"

Silence for a moment.

"Why haven't they come out yet?"

"How do I know?"

"Guess what they do in there?"

"I don't want to guess."

"Then you listen to my guess, right?"

"I don't want to listen."

"I think..."

"I think you should shut up."

"OK."

―――

The sky thunder attracts the earth fire, and the pagoda conquers the river demon.

It can also be said that when the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world.

In this small space, Tang Ye and Song Qingxin desperately asked each other for help. They wanted to completely release their grief, anger, pain, loss and deep affection for each other.

Their bodies hugged each other tightly, as if they were to merge them together and completely merge them into one.

Soft, sweet, and refreshing.

Some are familiar to Tang Ye, while others are unfamiliar with him. Every time he contacts it, it feels like opening up a new world.

Long, long.

I don’t know how long it took for the two to finally separate.

Song Qingxin panted and joked: "If you don't let go, I'm afraid you will be pushed to the bed by you."

"My self-control is good." Tang Ye defended.

"But my self-control is not good, I will push you onto the bed."

“…”

Song Qingxin hugged Tang Ye's neck with both hands, buried her head in his arms, made a comfortable moaning sound, and said, "The highest etiquette of boyfriend in entertaining his girlfriend... Should there be this procedure in the process?"

"It should be." Tang Ye nodded.

“Is there any higher one?”

"I don't know. It should be?"

"Well. Otherwise, two of them chatted with quilts... what should I do if I had sex?"

“…”

"This time it's not really a driving car." Song Qingxin explained weakly.

"I know." Tang Ye said.

Bang bang bang-

The door of the room was gently knocked, and Zhao Juntao's voice came over and said, "Are you sleeping? Have you eaten?"

“…”

Tang Ye opened the door of the room and said angrily: "It's only the hour, how could he go to bed?"

"I'm worried." Zhao Juntao giggled and said, "If I go to bed, I won't call you."

"You can't wake up after sleeping." Song Qingxin replied.

Zhao Juntao looked at Song Qingxin with a surprised look, thinking, this woman's car speed is so fast...

I felt something was crushing on my face and then disappeared.

There was a table full of dishes on the dining table, and a spicy seafood pot in the middle was Zhang Ruiqiu's specialty dish. She used her own special seasonings as the base and put fresh yugu, crab, conch, red shrimp, sea vegetables and other seafood in it. When the hot pot was bubbled in Gudu, the seafood was soaked in the soup and it was already tasty. After taking a bite, she felt spicy and fragrant, which made people unable to stop eating.

There are also a few side dishes next to it, pickled fish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, spicy chicken feet, cola chicken wings, and a braised pork with pineapple...

Zhang Ruiqiu was busy placing the bowl quickly. When she saw Song Qingxin coming, she asked, "What are you drinking?"

"What do you like to drink?" Song Qingxin asked back.

"Then let's drink it white." Zhang Ruiqiu said: "It's so satisfying to drink white."

"Okay, then I'll drink it white." Song Qingxin nodded.

Zhao Juntao silently put down the ice beer in his hand, ran to carry two bottles of Zhuyeqing out, and said, "Rachi just bought a box..."

Then, he stared at Zhang Ruiqiu with wide eyes, then looked at Song Qingxin, and had bad thoughts in his heart.

These two women... won't they fight to the death like they did last time?

Zhao Juntao looked at Tang Ye and found that Tang Ye had the same concerns on his face.

So Zhao Juntao became happy, but it was not himself who was uncomfortable anyway...

As I smiled, my smile froze.

I felt even more uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

After everyone was on the table, Zhao Juntao began to pour wine. Each person had a big glass of wine and a bottle of wine was emptied.

"It's just right, one cup and four bottles... no, one bottle and four cups... It's just right, no one suffers, and no one wants to take advantage of it." Zhao Juntao said with a smile.

"You have such a poor alcohol tolerance, what's there to be happy about?" Zhang Ruiqiu said with contempt.

"Tang Ye is worse than me, why don't you talk about him?"

"Tang Ye can't finish drinking, I'll drink it for him." Song Qingxin said.

So, Zhao Juntao looked at Zhang Ruiqiu with anticipation...

Zhang Ruiqiu picked up the wine glass in front of him and said, "Come on, take a sip."

"..." Zhao Juntao.

Everyone picked up the wine glasses in front of them and thuded together.

Zhang Ruiqiu Gudong drank a glass of white wine in one breath. Song Qingxin's mouth slightly raised, and Gudong drank a glass of white wine in one breath.

Tang Ye and Zhao Juntao looked at each other, and Zhao Juntao asked in a low voice: "How do we drink?"

"Drink slowly." Tang Ye said.

"Yes, they both have to take care of them if they drink too much..." Zhao Juntao found a very good reason, and said with a smile.

So, the two of them clinked their glasses and licked their own mouthfuls...

Zhang Ruiqiu was about to pour wine again, and Tang Ye quickly spoke out to dissuade him and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, you two eat the food first..."

I didn't eat a bite of food, but I had already eaten a large glass of strong wine.

Is this drinking or trying hard?

Zhang Ruiqiu handed the bottle to Zhao Juntao and said, "Come on."

While Zhao Juntao helped pour the wine, Zhang Ruiqiu and Song Qingxin each ate a few bites of the dishes.

Sure enough, Song Qingxin is also a foodie. After eating the spicy seafood pot made by Zhang Ruiqiu, he praised it: "Oh my God, this is too delicious, right? I have never eaten such a delicious seafood pot... The base is so spicy, it doesn't affect the fresh aroma of seafood at all. It's so amazing."

"This is a seasoning made by Rachel's house, and you can't eat it outside." Zhao Juntao explained with a proud look on his face. They have always been proud of Zhang Ruichao. "Rachchel's house runs a hotel, and his ancestors are imperial chefs..."

"That was blown by my dad myself." Zhang Ruiqiu said angrily.

"I believe it must be true. Otherwise, why are your family cooking so delicious?" Zhao Juntao insisted on his opinion.

"I believe it too." Tang Ye said.

"It's really amazing, every dish is delicious." Song Qingxin agreed.

"Okay, you guys do whatever you want." Zhang Ruiqiu looked like nothing. Anyway, it had nothing to do with her or not, and she was not going to open a restaurant to make a living...
To be continued...