Yang Yuran secretly scorned that there was nothing more than having a meal with Li Shuo.
Let's wait until she has had enough rest. Since she is asking for help, how can she get cooperation smoothly?
Edit a message to Yang's mother, telling her that there is no need to wait for her for dinner at night. She and Zhou Yuanyuan have made an appointment to have supper at ten o'clock. There is no need to reply to the additional notice, as she will be easily woken up by the sound when she has just fallen asleep.
If you want to ask why we need to send messages to tell things when we are in the same house, the answer is simple, lazy. She has changed into pajamas and is lying on the bed, and no one wants her to get out of bed.
Because she was frightened by Yang Fei when she entered the house, the memory remained deep in her mind, causing Yang Fei to haunt her in her dreams.
Yang Fei turned into a big red nine-tailed fox, but she was more miserable and turned into a brown-red ordinary little fox.
The nine-tailed fox always likes to swing its fluffy and shiny tail and pretend to pass by Yang Yuran, probably a hundred and eighty times a day.
Yang Yuran's tail grew slowly and there was only one tail. Yang Fei was very mean-spirited and gave her the nickname "Tailless" and spread the nickname to everyone in the valley.
Just like that, Yang Yuran woke up to the sound of "No tail".
He weakly wiped his sweaty forehead and cursed: "It's bad luck."
The man took out his mobile phone, showed the WeChat QR code and placed it next to Yang Yuran's tea cup.
"My sister ran away when she saw me, so I had to chase her."
"Yes." Yang Yuran nodded seriously, with an awe-inspiring look that made it impossible to joke about his reputation.
Yang Yuran regretted it as soon as he asked the stupid question. It was so obvious.
The scene of hard work awakened her conscience, and she realized how much she had gone too far. Just eating, washing, cooking, and tidying up were all the work of Vice President Qin.
The extremely natural words floated into her ears, broke into her heart, disturbed her heartbeat, and dyed her cheeks red.
Yang Yuran turned her head and first saw the other person's T-shirt that was soaked with sweat. The tight-fitting T-shirt faintly stretched out the man's waist and abdominal muscles. Looking up, he received the smile that the other party had been waiting for for a long time, a standard eight-toothed smile.
At 23 minutes, I ran to the agreed-upon barbecue restaurant. As soon as I sat down, someone approached me and struck up a conversation.
"Okay, okay, it's over, Ran Ran is no longer upset."
"It's very late. Madam, please come with me home."
The sizzling sounds continued, the aroma of meat wafted up, and Yang Yuran swallowed more frequently.
Qin Muyu looked at her with a smile in his eyes and asked, "Do you want to eat the barbecue I made?"
The cold voice spoke out the professional knowledge in an orderly manner, which made the eight-toothed buddy look extremely ugly. Yang Yuran was also shocked that his eyes widened and he forgot to blink.
I went downstairs and approached the main entrance. I only glanced at it before turning around and walking towards the far garden door.
After the pork belly was grilled until slightly rolled, Qin Muyu skillfully picked it up with tongs and put it into Yang Yuran's dipping sauce.
"My friend was too enthusiastic in the evening, and I couldn't resist the hospitality. I was too greedy, so I helped you bake something to eat just enough to stretch your limbs to digest."
Yang Yuran smiled slightly, raised her long silver-purple hair at the temples with her fingertips and pushed it behind her back, and said nonchalantly: "Well, he is very busy at work and has no time to run with me at night, so he takes me for supper after get off work."
There were still two hours before the scheduled midnight snack time, so I sent a message asking Zhou Yuanyuan: How are you busy?
Sitting in the dark and waiting, a pair of dark red slender eyes and the sound of "no tail" always appeared in my mind. It was so weird and terrifying.
Yang Yuran's heart skipped a beat, and she jumped on the spot, nearly one meter away.
"It's too late and it's not safe. I'll wait with you. I won't leave until your husband comes."
The noisy voice gave Yang Yuran a headache, and he glared at the eight-toothed buddy in displeasure.
Slowly twisting his stiff neck, Qin Muyu's evil face came into his eyes.
Every time Yang Fei utters two or three words, she has to breathe heavily, which shows how low her physical fitness is. She is not as good as Yang Yuran. She must be thinking about how to play tricks all day long.
When she and Qin Muyu returned to the apartment, they could mention Li Shuo's dinner party.
"It's very dangerous for a beauty like you to run alone at night. Your husband is so unreliable. How can he trust you to let you go out alone late at night? No matter how busy you are, you should at least make time to take care of the one you love."
"I can't help it. I got pregnant not long after I got married. The B-ultrasound showed that I have three pregnancies. I have to spend money on everything. My stomach is not up to expectations. It would be great to have two more. We can raise the quintuplets for the country."
Her astonished gaze seemed to the eight-toothed brothers to be full of admiration for Qin Muyu. Suffering a double blow, the eight-toothed brothers no longer tried to say anything to save their dignity and left angrily.
Yang Yuran flipped through the menu nonchalantly and marked the things he wanted to eat with a pen.
The eight-toothed guy clamped his throat and asked with a bubble tone.
Sitting on a bench by the West Lake to adjust my breathing, the cool evening breeze blew over my face, which was very refreshing and comfortable.
She was so frightened that she didn't have the courage to confront her head-on. Afraid of saying something wrong, Yang Fei stretched out her hand and pinched her neck every minute, pulling her back to her dream.
"Are you cooking barbecue just for me?"
Yang Yuran was startled, forgetting to suppress the little surprise in his heart, and asked with a smile like a flower: "Why are you here? Is Yuanyuan outside?"
Brother Rang glared at him, but became even more excited, and explained the health-preserving scriptures earnestly: "I am in the fitness industry, and women must maintain a good rhythm in eating, resting, and exercising. You believe me, a good life rhythm can make you
In appearance, he is at least ten years younger than ordinary people."
A sinister question sounded from beside him.
The greedy man instinctively swallowed his saliva and nodded repeatedly.
"Huh? Your husband won't accompany you for a night run?"
"Haha, beauty, don't be ridiculous. Your reasons for rejecting people are a bit exaggerated."
"I ate more when socializing in the evening, so I wasn't very hungry."
"Yuanyuan hasn't finished negotiating with the advertising investors yet, so she asked me to come and pick you up."
"random."
Yang Yuran took out a wet wipe and wiped her mouth. After realizing it, she saved her image and asked embarrassedly: "Aren't you going to eat?"
Qin Muyu seemed to be aware of her embarrassment, and replied with a deceptive smile.
Yang Yuran weakly pressed the reply: Okay, you are busy with your business, I am not in a hurry.
"Ha ha."
Shyly avoiding the eyes that were always watching her, Yang Yuran muttered in a low voice: "Slick tongue."
She clenched her little fists and smashed the chair, and asked in shame and embarrassment: "Isn't it difficult to get through this?"
After receiving the three-word reply "I got it" from Yang's mother, Yang Yuran rubbed her hands happily and helped Qin Muyu carry the barbecue ingredients to the terrace.
"Okay, I'll take a taxi and go, thank you sister."
"Beauty, you also like to run around the lake at night. I start from home at 8:30 every night. Let's make an appointment to run together."
Yang Yuran sneered and said "haha" twice. The mocking words came to his mouth, but before he could spit them out, a cold reply came from behind him.
The eight-toothed guy's eyes widened, his Adam's apple slid uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but speak out what was in his heart.
She never stopped using her chopsticks from the moment she picked it up. When she was full, she realized that Qin Muyu barely touched a bite and only served her.
Yang Yuran deliberately lowered his voice to help the other party maintain his confidence.
He tiptoed to the restaurant, stood beside the triple-linked glass door and looked inside, seeing Qin Muyu washing the barbecue utensils.
The eight-toothed guy choked and coughed wildly. He picked up the cup and took a sip of water before suppressing it. He still refused to give up and kept saying: "You are so thin and don't look like it. Are you really pregnant?"
Yang Fei's face turned pale and she answered in a silky voice. If Yang Fei's chest hadn't moved slightly with her breathing, Yang Yuran would have had the illusion that she was still in a nightmare. However, judging from the heavy breathing of the unlucky thing, it didn't look like she was lying.
I don't know whether I am happy or sad that Li Shuo can be liked by such an unlucky creature who never stops fighting.
He has such big white teeth, he looks like the male protagonist in a toothpaste commercial. Why do people like to follow him around at night?
The thought flashed across his mind, and Yang Yuran pushed his phone back and declined: "I'm sorry, I have a husband, and I'm waiting for him to have dinner with me."
In just over ten minutes, Qin Muyu set up the barbecue grill, lit the charcoal, placed it on the baking sheet, used a small brush to evenly oil the ingredients, and spread the pieces of meat on the baking sheet.
"You want to tell me about Li Shuo, right?" he asked angrily.
Helplessly, the eight-toothed guy didn't know how to give up, so he sat directly opposite her, slightly raised his chin, and showed off the facial lines he thought were perfect.
Qin Muyu put aside his duties as a barbecue stall owner and took the wet wipes from Yang Yuran and wiped his hands repeatedly.
Yang Yuran remained calm and expanded the fictional frame.
"Thank you, I'm not interested. My husband has a personal trainer and nutritionist. I can contact him if I need it."
"Are you going to let me apply for a card?" Yang Yuran asked about the ultimate purpose of the sale.
Yang Yuran chose to keep a distance and lay alone on the iron-carved guardrail to calm down for a moment, remembering that she had nothing to say.
Giving relief to her best friend only left her bored. It was more than two hours from 8:30 to 11:00, and she had to find something to dilute the lingering nightmare memory.
Qin Muyu gently held her wrist and led her to get up and walk to the door: "The smell of smoke here is heavy, which is not good for pregnant women. Tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will cook it for you at home."
Qin Muyu's voice returned to being elegant and warm, and he extended his hand towards her in a gentlemanly manner.
After calming down for a while, Zhou Yuanyuan's reply came: Honey, Party A is so difficult to deal with and won't let me leave. I guess I will be late for half an hour. People will definitely arrive at 11 o'clock at the latest. I'll treat you today.
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Yang Yuran couldn't wait to put it into her mouth with her chopsticks. The texture was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, paired with the spicy dipping sauce. It was so delicious that she wanted to scream. She was so happy!!!
The eight-toothed buddy stared at the dishes she drew and analyzed them one by one: "Eat more eggplants to supplement iron. Pregnant women should not eat too much seafood in the early stages. Don't order seafood. Your husband is really bad. Didn't he tell you this?"
The unlucky thing nodded honestly and replied stiffly: "Well, my sister didn't agree with me directly. I'm worried that you just wanted to make Aunt Yang happy, and you just talked and toyed with me."
"Thank you for your concern for my wife. I don't think it is my husband's dereliction of duty to occasionally indulge pregnant women's gluttons. The prerequisite for any bad change in food is measurement. For example, shrimp contains arsenic. Eating it with VC will cause poisoning, abdominal pain, and nausea.
Wait for symptoms. But the premise is that you have to eat hundreds of kilograms of shrimp."
Thinking of this, Yang Yuran felt a little want to laugh inexplicably, and also had the mood to deal with the unlucky thing.
"I believe in public security in Hangzhou." Yang Yuran's perfunctory tone became more distant.
"No, no." The eight-toothed guy waved his hands hurriedly and explained: "I am investing in the fitness industry, not coaching or sales. Of course, if you want to exercise, I can give you free guidance."
Yang Yuran looked sad, put her hand gently on her stomach, and sighed.
Yang Fei took out her mobile phone and entered the online car-hailing APP, as if she was afraid that she would regret it if she walked too slowly.
"Ha~" Yang Yuran followed Qin Muyu and let out a laugh like a silver bell, breaking the opponent's words of entering the drama: "Everyone has left, there is no need to act."
Yang Yuran raised her hand to smooth her hair irritably, and pushed the long bangs that blocked her vision behind her ears.
She put away her shyness, took a few steps to the man's side, and volunteered, "I'll clean the plates and bowls."
As if he didn't feel anything, the eight-toothed guy continued to use his confident and bewitching method: "A woman is like a delicate rose. It needs time and energy to irrigate it. Just giving money is not enough."
"Sister, can you give me ten minutes?"
"If this sounds glib, let me put it another way. Ranran worked hard to conceive the baby for me, so of course she will be satisfied if she wants to have a barbecue."
Yang Yuran restarted running and headed towards the Hedong Road Food Street.
Qin Muyu responded like a coaxing child, picked up the oil tray and packed things away.
I haven't exercised for a long time, and I was exhausted after running less than three kilometers.
He looked at Yang Fei who was sitting on the bench in shock and asked in a trembling voice: "Why are you here?"
After changing into comfortable pure cotton running clothes, I planned to go for a run around the lake and wait until after nine o'clock before heading to the agreed-upon crayfish restaurant.
Back in the apartment, Yang Yuran first sent a message to Yang's mother, telling her and Zhou Yuanyuan that they had a great time and could not leave early and would not return to the old house in the evening.
The eight-toothed guy chuckled in a tone that said nothing, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and continued to sow discord: "We have been sitting here for almost half an hour. Is your husband not out of the company yet?"
How can we make pregnant women hungry? Or is the role of husband just an excuse to reject people?"
Zhou Yuanyuan asked Qin Muyu to pick her up, and she would never let anything slip. The best friend card was very useful.
Put your hands behind your back, close your eyes slightly, and indulge in the gifts of nature.
Turn on the desk lamp, sit cross-legged and meditate to let go of distracting thoughts.
I touched my phone from the bedside and pressed on to see the time. It was 8:10 pm. I slept for less than forty minutes. The nightmare was so tiring.
The eight-toothed guy hesitated between getting up and continuing to be shameless. He chose the first rule for men to pick up girls, to carry out his shameless skills to the end, and to carry forward the spirit of the flower protector.
Through the large piece of glass in the middle of the main door, she saw something dirty squatting there. It happened that the dirty thing was wearing a red dress.
Even so, the other party still chased her for about three kilometers.
"Just set a date. Don't worry, I won't be absent. I will bring a very respectable man to the banquet. Go back and don't follow me. I am not determined. I will agree to this.
Maybe I’ll overturn it because I’ll be in a bad mood later.”
After many contacts, Yang Yuran was very confident in Qin Muyu's performance ability and felt deeply that he had chosen the right person.
"No, I finished it in one go. I cut the fruits and put them on the coffee table in the living room. Go and eat slowly."
Qin Muyu turned to one side and blocked her arm, not giving her a chance to approach the vegetable sink.
"Then I'll go eat after taking out the trash."
Yang Yuran looked around and actively looked for work.
"I brought the garbage to the door and put it in a temporary bucket. I will take it down tomorrow morning."
