First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

In the end, Mu Shudie took a deep look at the CEO's office, then turned and left. At this time, Ou Jinchuan and Song Qianyan, who came out of the CEO's office to look for Mu Shudie, had already left.

Because Wen Yifan came back today, after many days, Wen Yifan returned from vacation.

In the afternoon, even though it was drizzling and the wind was blowing outside, it could not hinder the enthusiasm of the hotpot restaurant at all. People gathered around a long red table in twos and threes, The hot and fragrant soup pot exudes an intoxicating smell.
A perfectly round copper pot in a hotpot restaurant is placed in the center of the table, and white smoke is constantly rising from the inside. Occasionally, along with the white smoke, there is also some faint smell of chili and bone broth. The aroma really makes people want to drool.

On this table, there are a variety of vegetables and seafood in sufficient quantities, as well as the freshly burst fat beef and mutton rolls, which are very delicate.
The enough small ingredients, sprinkled with oily sesame paste, fermented bean curd, coriander, green onion, seafood soy sauce, spicy sauce, chives, garlic water, are placed in small bowls one by one, all neatly arranged in a ceramic container.
The bubbles in the copper pot rolled up a lot...
Song Qianyan just turned his head slightly, and took a peek at the man who had been tense since he entered the hotpot restaurant just now... 
At this moment, Ou Jinchuan was leaning lazily on the wooden chair, with his legs crossed, his hands as white as suet jade in his trouser pockets, staring coldly at a certain point ahead, Ou Jinchuan still in anger.

Song Qianyan raised his eyelids again with a little guilt, and glanced at Ou Jinchuan.
"Hey, Ou Jinchuan, you're not done yet. It's almost over. What are you fussing about with a girl." At this moment, Wen Yifan couldn't help but raised his head, gave him a contemptuous look, and said.

Wen Yifan heard about the two when he came back today. Seeing that Ou Jinchuan was still angry because of Song Qianyan's inadvertent friendship, Wen Yifan felt that Song Qianyan was innocent, and Mu Shudish was not Ou Jinchuan's subordinate.

Ou Jinchuan didn't even look at Wen Yifan lazily, and ignored him.

"Hey. I'm talking about you..." Before Wen Yifan finished speaking, his shirt sleeve was pulled lightly.Ou Jinchuan watched the little movements of the two, his black and white eyes flashed intensely.
Song Qianyan also raised his head, looked at Wen Yifan helplessly, pulled his sleeve lightly, and said to him with his eyes: Don't add fuel to the fire. 
"Stupid Qianyan, why are you being eaten to death by Ou Jinchuan?" Wen Yifan held his breath in his chest, but it was so gloomy that he couldn't let it out. Hands like suet jade held up the small bowl of sesame sauce on the table, grabbed the chopsticks, picked up coriander, chopped green onion, and spicy sauce, chives, and mixed them into the bowl, stirring with chopsticks... …
In an instant, a scent of scallions rushed to his nostrils, it was a powerful challenge to Ou Jinchuan's sense of smell.It smells, damn good.

"Jinchuan..." Song Qianyan didn't want to eat at this time. Song Qianyan's whole body and heart were on the man beside him. Song Qianyan later learned from Ou Jinchuan that if she hadn't taken the initiative to approach Mu Shu in a foolish way Die, Ou Jinchuan would never get close to Mu Shudie.

Song Qianyan's bright eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Ou Jinchuan kindly and kindly, and said, "I'm sorry. I..."
Hearing these words, Ou Jinchuan still sat there indifferently, his face was as black as coal.
Song Qianyan also knew that he really did something wrong, and even more that this man was really hurt by himself.

Song Qianyan's black and white eyes flickered a few times quickly. In an instant, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips immediately raised a gentle and patient smile. Song Qianyan turned his thin body to the left, and then took a sneak peek at the back , turn right again to the somewhat thin body, and take a sneak peek behind.

Wen Yifan found that Song Qianyan's seat was just blocked by a huge banana leaf. Song Qianyan raised his eyebrows happily, holding the edge of the chair with his white hands like suet jade, and carefully moved the chair , Leaning towards Ou Jinchuan... Wen Yifan's black and white eyes flashed, and he sat silently by the side.
Ou Jinchuan's obsidian-like eyes looked elsewhere, only to find that a certain girl moved her chair stupidly and leaned towards him...

Ou Jinchuan's bright eyes flickered with an inexplicable light, but he still turned his face away, just not looking at Song Qianyan.

"Jinchuan..." Song Qianyan coquettishly sat beside Ou Jinchuan, stretched out a pair of hands as white as mutton fat jade, put them lightly into Ou Jinchuan's arms, leaned forward, and stared at Ou Jinchuan with her white face like jade , Said: "Don't be angry? Huh? Okay?" Ou Jinchuan still ignored Song Qianyan.

"Don't be angry. I was wrong this time. I didn't consider your feelings. I'm sorry." When Song Qianyan said this, he looked up at Ou Jinchuan sadly.

At this time, Wen Yifan couldn't bear to listen and raised his head, his eyes were watching the white smoke continuously overflowing from the pot, followed by the wind, drifting towards the French windows, his thoughts seemed to follow the smoke, giving him Float far away.

After a while, Wen Yifan finally couldn't hold back and said quietly, "Ou Jinchuan, if you were a man, you would act like a bitch right now. It makes me upset. I'm almost starved to death."

After finishing speaking, Ou Jinchuan stretched out his white hand like mutton fat jade to pull the sugared garlic on the white porcelain plate, peeled off the garlic skin vigorously, snapped open a clove of garlic, threw it into his mouth, and began to chew.

Seeing Wen Yifan directly raised his head, looking at the huge monster in front of him, Ou Jinchuan couldn't help but raise his eyelids... He actually saw a woman about 20 years old, with very coquettish heavy makeup, wearing a bright red dress The shirt, the collar of the shirt is so undead that it has three buttons unbuttoned, just revealing Song Qianyan's explosive figure...

The career line that seems to be jumping out is about to burst the underwear inside, and the seductive breast line squeezed out a deep, deep cleavage...
I saw the woman with her big wavy hair permed, her shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing her snow-white skin, which is really imaginative...but Song Qianyan kept staring at Ou Jinchuan intently.

Song Qianyan suddenly smelled a strong smell of perfume, which made Song Qianyan feel sick.Song Qianyan couldn't help squinting her obsidian-like eyes, and when she raised her head a little, she saw a very sexy and charming woman, with her hands as white as suet jade resting on the edge of the basin, staring at Ou Jinchuan so ambiguously .

Song Qianyan stared at the woman with his big eyes, and stared at the woman with a sudden change of expression, then he couldn't help raising his eyelids, and took a look at the woman's breasts...and her own breasts...and her deep, deep groove... …

Song Qianyan's eyelids fluttered inexplicably, and he glanced at his chest... 
Ou Jinchuan was amused by Song Qianyan's little gesture.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Song Qianyan immediately stretched out a hand as white as suet jade, stretched out a hand as white as suet jade, and caressed Ou Jinchuan's chest, as if raising his head while swearing ownership, smiling so sweetly Purely looked at her and said.

I also have chest comparisons.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone's dining. I'm the proprietress of this store. It just so happens that we are holding a crab festival in our store, so these crabs are entertaining you for free."

The proprietress didn't even look at Song Qianyan, she stretched out her white hand like mutton fat jade so emotionally and ambiguously, lightly brushed her long jet-black hair like ink, raised her delicate eyebrows, and pointed at Ou Jinchuan ambiguously He blinked his obsidian-like eyes.

Ou Jinchuan also gave her a cold look.
Song Qianyan stared angrily at this woman who came out out of nowhere, and said secretly, grinding his teeth: How dare you snatch my man?
Song Qianyan's bright eyes floated slightly, but in an instant, they lit up with a slightly deep light, and she smiled so brightly that she just wanted to straighten her thin body... 
There was a sound of a child crying.

Song Qianyan suddenly sat up curiously with her somewhat thin body, leaning on Ou Jinchuan's shoulder, turned her head, and saw a young couple at the table between them, leading a cute little girl, Eat hot pot, and on their table, there is also a pot...
The little girl in a red lace dress looked up at her mother with big tears dripping down her face, and said, "Mom, why are there so many live crabs on the table of those two beautiful big brothers?" .Look, look, it’s almost piled up like a hill.”

The little girl cried again with a grievance. 
The young woman first glanced at Ou Jinchuan and the others with some embarrassment, then hugged the little girl in her arms, gently wiped the tears of the cute little girl, and coaxed, "That's because of those two pretty girls. The beautiful big brother is growing up..."

"But...but Keke is growing up too...don't worry about it. Keke wants to play. Want to play." The little girl cried aggrieved again with a wow.

Song Qianyan was at the side, holding back the smile that was about to burst out. Song Qianyan coughed so righteously, turned his head slightly, and gave Ou Jinchuan an unfathomable look, then broke free from Ou Jinchuan's arms and stood up from his seat , with a gentle smile on his face, he walked towards the little girl.

Wen Yifan also put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at her nervously. 
At this time, Ou Jinchuan seemed to have a little interest in this matter, so he raised his eyelids and turned his head to take a look...

On the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hot pot restaurant, there is still a layer of white mist lightly covering it, it is so hazy, so dreamy...

From a certain corner, a faint wind wafted up the incense in the pot, directly stimulating people.

Their lively table slowly began to quiet down...

Song Qianyan walked up to Keke, showing a sweet and gentle smile. Song Qianyan leaned forward slightly, half squatted down her thin body, raised her head, with those beautiful eyes shining, and said with a smile: "Keke, be good!" Don’t cry. Sister Qianyan tells you, actually, it’s not good to eat crabs. You see, the crab’s two thick and long claws are pinched together. If you are caught by it, it will really hurt. It hurts."

As Song Qianyan spoke, he raised his hand, which was as white as suet jade, and pointed to the cooked red crab on the table.

Coco was hugged by her mother, with two long tears in her big bright eyes, she raised her head while crying, looking at this ugly sister Qianyan with a puzzled expression on her face.

Seeing the little girl ignoring her, Song Qianyan was a little embarrassed for a moment, but she still pointed at the crab that had been planed open, pointed at the sharp crab legs, and said, "Ke Ke. Look at this crab leg. How long is it?" How sharp. If your hand, which is as white as suet jade, is pricked, it will hurt so much."