Fu Yanlin drove Wen Sheng to a nearby imported supermarket.
Going up from the basement, Fu Yanlin pushed a shopping cart and walked side by side with Wen Sheng.
From the vegetable section to the fresh food section, Fu Yanlin carefully selected and put them in the shopping cart. Wen Sheng took a look and saw that the things he selected were all organic, which was very particular.
Wen Sheng is a kitchen novice. She has never done this kind of work of picking and buying vegetables. When she was a student, she ate in the cafeteria without skipping a meal. Later, when she joined the workforce, she had to take out food every day.
Three meals. I have never cooked a meal myself.
Oh, no, if cooking instant noodles counts, Wen Sheng still has some cooking skills.
She once found a post on the Internet and made a bowl of instant noodles for Zhu Qingjia based on the instant noodle plot played by Takeshi Kaneshiro in the movie. She received five-star praise from Teacher Zhu. After that, Teacher Zhu often came to Wen Sheng's house and asked for it when she was hungry in the middle of the night.
Eating instant noodles. Rubbish carbs with two slices of cheese in the middle of the night. It’s so delicious that it’s criminally delicious.
This is the only kitchen skill that Wen Sheng has good at.
Wen Sheng felt that Fu Yanlin was professional when she saw the way he picked vegetables. In her opinion, aren't those vegetables and meats all good? If they are not good enough, they can't be sold in supermarkets, right? So since they are all good, what's the point?
What about the selection? Isn’t it a waste of time?
Fu Yanlin bought some fresh organic vegetables, fish and shrimp, and then thought that Wen Sheng's knife was very difficult to use, so he asked her to buy a knife while he waited for the master to kill the fish.
Wen Shengpidianpidian ran to the shelf and took a knife and went back to find Fu Yanlin. She didn't ask and just put it in the shopping cart.
Fu Yanlin, with quick eyesight and quick hands, picked up the knife she brought and his face turned dark, "Is this the knife you bought?"
Wen Sheng nodded, Xiaolu's eyes were full of innocence.
The fruit knife contained in a beautiful plastic case is also very innocent.
Fu Yanlin felt that he was about to have a brain hemorrhage because of her anger, and frowned, "Besides peeling fruit, what can this thing do?"
Wen Sheng looked confused, "Can't you cut vegetables?"
Fu Yanlin lost his temper, "What do you think?"
Wen Sheng pouted, "That's it, but you didn't tell me clearly what kind of knife you want."
Fu Yanlin was so angry that he was so angry:...
Wen Sheng blinked, and the next second, Fu Yanlin grabbed his wrist and pushed the cart to the tool shelf.
Fu Yanlin is like a professional butcher choosing a butcher's knife, which is very detailed and professional.
For a moment, Wen Sheng felt like he was going to become pork on the chopping board, chopped into minced meat with his carefully selected knife, and fried into crispy meatballs, one bite at a time.
Wen Sheng quietly moved his eyes away and looked around.
Suddenly, she saw a lot of good-looking mugs on the shelves, thinking that Fu Yanlin had no mug to drink from, so she would buy him one.
She took a fancy to a lion cartoon and felt that the lion painted on it looked particularly like Fu Yanlin, especially when he was angry, he looked like a lion with fried fur.
But the cup was placed too high, and Wen Sheng couldn't reach it, so he had to stand on tiptoes to touch it.
After Fu Yanlin chose the knife, he turned around and saw Wen Sheng standing on tiptoes to get the cup.
As soon as she raised her hand, her whole body stretched into a straight line, and her beautiful figure was covered by the clothes and added a bit of grace. Legs are legs, waist is waist, fierce is fierce, butt is butt. You can't increase or decrease it by one point.
It's so beautiful that it makes people uncomfortable.
As soon as Wen Sheng's finger touched the cup, a shadow suddenly hit her behind her. The man's strong muscles touched her through the fabric of her clothes, causing an indescribable throbbing.
She turned her head subconsciously, and happened to fall into Fu Yanlin's dark eyes, a pair of watery deer eyes, showing shy panic, which was very delicious.
Fu Yanlin pursed his lips and said in disgust, "Little dwarf."
Wen Sheng retorted, "I'm 1.68 meters tall."
"Everyone under 1.7 meters tall is disabled."
"Be careful if you go out and get beaten."
"The parents of anyone who dares to beat me haven't been born yet." Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows and handed the cup to Wen Sheng, "Want this?"
Wen Sheng took it, looked at it, and said with a smile, "This is for you."
Fu Yanlin's eyes flashed, he pressed Wen Sheng on the shelf, looked down at her, his eyes full of temptation, "Do you know what it means to give a man a cup?"
Wen Sheng avoided his burning gaze and said, "It's just a tool for drinking water. What's the point? I just don't want you to always drink from my cup."
"Really? Why are you blushing?" Fu Yanlin asked.
Wen Sheng said stubbornly, "I'm just hot!"
As he said that, Wen Sheng fanned himself with his hand.
"Tough talk." After Fu Yanlin finished speaking, he directly grabbed the back of Wen Sheng's head and kissed her.
He was really brave and shameless. In broad daylight, in the supermarket with people coming and going, he just hugged Wen Sheng and kissed her wantonly, and no one was allowed to run away.
Wen Sheng was chewed by him until he was out of breath, and pushed his chest with his little paws, "Don't do anything, there are people here!"
Fu Yanlin's evil fire lingered, and he leaned into Wen Sheng's ear and whispered warmly, "You mean you can just do it without anyone else? Then let's go home quickly!"
Wen Sheng:......
Fu Yanlin took it seriously, put the cup happily into the shopping cart, and took Wen Sheng's hand to go to the self-service checkout.
After paying the bill, Fu Yanlin held Wen Sheng in one hand and carried the shopping bag in the other, heading to the basement.
Both of them have outstanding figures and looks, and even their back views are pleasing to the eye.
As the car drove out of the basement, Fu Yanlin stepped on the accelerator and every cell in his body roared: Returning is like an arrow.
This is the critical point of rush hour after get off work, and the number of cars is gradually increasing.
Wen Sheng reminded him, "Drive slowly, don't be in a hurry."
Fu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, "Why aren't you in a hurry? I'm little——"
He originally wanted to say that he wasn't in a hurry, but his younger brother was. She was sick and hospitalized in Chengdu, and he had been holding it in for several days. So that night, he was in vain at the hospital, asking Wen Sheng to help her solve the problem.
He tried once, but that was not enough? He also tried to coax Wen Sheng into helping again, but after Wen Sheng’s 168 IQ, he knew there was a trap and refused to do it. He also called him a pervert.
It doesn’t matter that he has never eaten meat before, but he has already eaten meat. How can he still eat vegetarian food? He is not a monk.
But he was afraid of being slapped to death by Wen Sheng, so he restrained himself, changed the subject, and said, "I'm afraid you're anxious."
Wen Sheng glared at him and said angrily, "You are not serious."
Fu Yanlin shamelessly said, "As long as you like it."
Wen Sheng was completely speechless and simply shut up. Why should she fight in a verbal battle that was bound to be lost?
Fu Yanlin didn't let her go, and said to himself, "Go back now and wait for you for two hours. You lie down and rest and watch TV. I'll call you when I'm ready to cook. After eight or nine o'clock, I'll do it for another two hours. I'm tired."
It’s time to go to sleep, so I won’t delay your work tomorrow.”
Wen Sheng was stunned.
When she was in school, she was pretty good at Chinese language, and she often got full marks in her essays. But after much searching, she couldn't find the right words to describe Fu Yanlin's dog.
Wen Sheng suddenly felt a little afraid to go home.
Fu Yanlin glanced at Wen Sheng from the mirror, and saw that her fair cheeks were flushed, and she was biting her lip and thinking with an expression of shyness and helplessness. She thought to herself, this is really unreasonable.
But Mr. Fu over-interpreted it.
He had no idea that Wen Sheng's mind was now full of rehearsing the scene: how to lock him out after opening the door!