Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Yan Qiutong squinted her eyes, the little woman's expression was full of insincere words, she snorted, and with a little effort, she approached the old man who was roasting sweet potatoes, and raised her chin, casually and without being uncomfortable. Yue frivolously said, "Old man, take that."

"This?" The old man picked up a big crumpled sweet potato and asked.

"No," Yan Qiutong stretched out his other hand and ordered another, not too big, "This one, the snack street has just started, she probably has to eat something else, don't waste it."

"That's right, that's right," the old man smiled and picked up the sweet potato designated by the man, looked kindly at the delicate girl who looked at the young man in surprise, and said, "This girl has a small appetite at first glance, look, Thin ones, the little girl should eat more, a little fatter, it's painful."

"Who says it's not?" Yan Qiutong also glanced at Lian Cheng, and sighed quietly, as if he was also extremely distressed, he greeted him, reached out his hand to take out his wallet, and handed over a big red bill.

When the old man saw it, he was a little distressed: "Is there any smaller one?"

"This is also just after get off work," Yan Qiutong said, pretending to be true, "The money in the bag came without changing it."

"Are you going to watch the fireworks with your girlfriend?" The old man understood, glanced at Lian Cheng, and smiled, "Yuanxiao still works overtime, and the girl didn't bother you, so you should cherish it, young man."

Yan Qiutong chuckled, watching the old man rummaging through a worn-out bag for change.

Lian Cheng naturally heard the words of the man and the old man clearly. He was surprised by the man's kindness, but he took it for granted.

For people like them, a big bill is blown away by the wind without blinking, but the man is willing to wait for the old man to change the money tremblingly. Lian Cheng's eyes are a little moist, and he understands for the respect of this man.

After receiving the money and thanking her, Yan Qiutong took two bags, divided the small sweet potatoes in half, handed them to the soft little woman, and said leisurely: "Lian Cheng, why can't you take the initiative to determine What? If you don't take the initiative to ask me, how will you know that I am not the one who can share half of the sweet potato with you?"

Lian Cheng was not surprised that the man would understand her hesitation, and the man's behavior softened the coldness tonight, and reached out to pick up half of the sweet potatoes.

"I just feel..." Lian Cheng hesitated for a moment, but finally felt that it was all his own.

What does she think?

"You think I don't know how to eat sweet potatoes?" Yan Qiutong glanced at the little woman and answered, "Or do you think I won't do the same thing?"

Both?

Lian Cheng was dumbfounded.

"But, Lian Cheng," Yan Qiutong leaned over and met the little woman's eyes, "You have to ask me, and only if you ask, will you know that I may not be able to do it, maybe I don't hate eating sweet potatoes? Maybe I hate eating sweet potatoes, but I am willing to eat half of them with you?"

Undoubtedly, when a man talks about love, it is moving.

Lian Cheng was silent, not knowing what kind of reaction he should have at this time, so he simply lowered his head and took a bite of the sweet potato.

A hot roasted sweet potato in the cold wind is naturally ironed. The sweet potato is sweet. Lian Cheng raised his eyes and happened to see the man taking a bite. Unconsciously, he felt that his ears were a little hot, um, Baked sweet potatoes are delicious.

Lian Cheng ate sweet potatoes in small bites, and after eating less than half of them, Yan Qiutong forcibly took them away. Sensing the little woman's dissatisfaction, the man sighed and explained: "Eating too many sweet potatoes at night, after you go back, you It will be uncomfortable to sleep."

The little woman's body and bones have never been strong. If she really eats it, she can eat it naturally, but she will definitely have a stomach acid.

Lian Cheng naturally knew that the man cared about her, she lowered her eyes, but she was still reluctant, this is half of the man's sweet potato.

"Lian Cheng, we will have many more times in the future," Yan Qiutong stroked the little woman's forehead hair, and said in a warm voice, "Besides, the snack street has just started, so you can eat something else, I will eat with you ,Is it not good?"

"Eat with me?" Lian Cheng raised his head and asked in confirmation.

Yan Qiutong noticed the little woman's looseness and nodded naturally.

Maybe his mood improved, or he knew that someone would split half of it anyway, so Lian Cheng turned to other things.

The small barbecue on the street, even Cheng likes everything he sees, he ordered more than a dozen skewers in a row, ate half of each item, and handed the remaining half to the man. She had eaten it before, and it was different from baked sweet potatoes.

But the man didn't care, he took what the little woman had eaten, and finished the remaining half at the place where the little woman had bitten.

Later, it became Lian Cheng's habit.

Half of the skewers are left, half of the fried ones are left, and some of the popcorn is given to the man after eating a little.

The little girl next to her was obviously out of restraint, Yan Qiutong keenly sensed that the girl next to her was comfortable everywhere, so he naturally wouldn't stop Lian Cheng from shopping.

Rao is carrying too many things with one hand, but there is a gentle smile on his face, and the other hand is holding Lian Cheng's hand tightly.

From time to time, he would stop, take out a tissue, and wipe the greasy corners of Lian Cheng's mouth after eating.

Lian Cheng naturally refused at the beginning, but she really doesn't like sticky things very much, so she half-pushed and half-approved, and it became a habit.

"Ah..." Lian Cheng exclaimed.

Yan Qiutong lowered his head, and subconsciously looked around the little woman, but didn't find anything wrong, so he said in a clear voice, "What's wrong?"

"The sauce fell on the clothes." Lian Cheng lowered his head, looking at the large oil stain on the chest of his off-white sweater, and his tone was a little regretful, "I just wore it not long ago. , very comfortable."

Yan Qiutong followed the little woman's gaze to the particularly obvious oil stain, and raised her eyebrows: "Is it dishonest to ask you to look left and right while eating? Yan Yan knew early on that you should be careful when eating!"

"Yes, yes, how can Yan Shao's younger sister know the truth?"

What a woman can't stand the most about a man next to her is when a man mentions another woman's matter, if it's Lian Cheng, if it's Yan Qiutong, the person who mentions it is Yan Shuyun.

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes, sneered, and answered again: "You are not just ignorant, you are not self-aware."

"Where am I unconscious?" Lian Cheng snorted coldly.

"If you have Mrs. Yan's self-consciousness, how can you regret a piece of clothing?" Yan Qiutong raised one eyebrow, "If you like it, go buy another one."

"...the rich!" Lian Cheng was extremely disgusted, but couldn't help but frowned.

Yan Qiutong opened his mouth, with a bit of Beijing-style evil in his tone: "Of course I'm rich, if you're obedient, I can make you rich too!"