It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Small kitchen.

Chu Frog Heng is in full swing.

White rice was steaming on the steamer on the large stove, and in the casserole on the coal stove, pieces of red-sauce beef were constantly tumbling in the soup.

The tempting aroma of rice and meat intertwined, slowly drifting from the kitchen to the shop in the front room.

Ni Yinghong, who was weaving socks, stopped suddenly, her fair and small nose twitched slightly, and body fluid came out of her mouth unsatisfactorily. She raised her head and looked at the small door connecting the front and rear rooms, with a trace of envy in her eyes. .

This guy is eating meat again.

So fragrant!

But envy is envy, it's someone else's thing, she doesn't care about it!

Seduced by this fragrance, the girl also felt a little hungry, so she took out the lunch box she brought in the morning from her bag.

Inside there are three wotou and some fried shredded potatoes with no oil stars.

She stretched out two jade-like white fingers, pinched a nest, and slowly brought it to her mouth, shaking it gently.

"Well!"

Ni Yinghong wrinkled her face, frowning at the wotou in her hand. This thing had been left for a whole day, and it had long since been frozen cold, making it impossible to eat at all.

"Hey!" The girl put down her nest and sighed faintly. She wanted to warm up her dinner, but she was afraid of being misunderstood that she wanted to eat it, which made her a little embarrassed for a while.

After hesitating for a while, she still didn't move. She just took the thermos and poured herself a cup of boiling water, and sat there bit by bit nibbling on the cold wotou. When she couldn't stand it, she would drink hot water and go down. Shun.

After she nibbled half of the head with difficulty, Chu Heng stuck his head out of the door and shouted, "I'm ready, come and eat together."

Ni Yinghong wiped the scum at the corner of her mouth, carefully put it into her mouth, and then raised the wotou in her hand with a smile: "Thank you, I brought the meal, you can eat it yourself."

Chu Heng was stunned when he heard the words. He saw that Ni Yinghong hadn't gone to the hot meal, and thought she hadn't eaten.

This guy's mind is so clear, he guessed the girl's thoughts in an instant, and stepped forward in a funny way: "Is there something wrong with you? You don't eat hot food, and you eat cold nests here?"

"I do." Ni Yinghong admired his beautiful white eyes, lowered her head and nibbled at the head.

This guy is too embarrassed to say, if it wasn't for him occupying the kitchen, would I be able to eat cold wok head?

The girl felt very aggrieved.

Chu Heng smiled and shook his head, went up and snatched the wotou from her hand, stuffed it back into the lunch box, pulled up the girl and walked to the back room: "You can do it, the wotou is cold and hard, if you turn around and give your stomach If I eat badly, your brother can't spare me."

"Aiya...I...I have my own food!" Ni Yinghong wanted to break free from him, but Chu Heng's big hand held her arm tightly like a pair of pliers, leading her into the office involuntarily.

At this moment, in the office, Chu Heng's own table was pulled out, and there was a casserole with the smell of meat, an enamel basin filled with snow-white rice, and two sets of tableware.

"Hurry up and sit down, it won't be delicious if it gets cold for a while." Chu Heng pulled the chair away, pressed the **** it, wiped his body and walked to the opposite side to sit down, picked up his chopsticks and had a mouthful of beef first.

The meat is soft and rotten, the soup is fragrant and the taste is very good.

Seeing the girl across from him sitting there motionless, Chu Heng took a few pieces of meat for her and put it on the bowl with white rice, and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat, if you feel embarrassed, please come back next time. That's it."

Looking at the fragrant rice and meat in the bowl, Ni Yinghong swallowed quietly. In the end, the desire for food overcame the girl's restraint.

"Then next time I'm on duty, I'll invite you to dinner." The girl promised him softly with a blushing face, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

She eats very slowly, and she chews each mouthful for a long time before she is willing to swallow it. She looks very elegant.

On the other hand, the food on the other side was very wild. He threw off his chopsticks and started to eat. Three or two mouthfuls could kill more than half a bowl of rice. The pigs in the production team were scared when he saw it.

There is quite a sense of beauty and the beast.

It didn't take long for the two of them to have enough to eat and drink.

Ni Yinghong took the initiative to wash dishes and chop chopsticks because she ate other people's food. Chu Heng didn't show any kindness to her. The old **** sat there smoking and drinking tea.

After they were all done, the two of them moved chairs to the small kitchen to make a fire. The little girl was knitting gloves while listening to Chu Heng's endless chatter.

As a later generation, this fellow's knowledge is naturally not comparable to this little girl who has never even been out of the Four Nine Cities.

From the northeast to the southwest, from the domestic to the abroad.

The picturesque misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the bizarre Gobi fantasy, the mysterious Bermuda Triangle...

These things that she had never heard of before made Ni Yinghong fascinated, and when she looked at the well-informed Chu Heng, there was a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Indians eat with their hands. UU read www.uukanshu.com, don't they feel hot when they eat hot pot?" The girl stared in disbelief. Perhaps she felt hot, so she took off the cotton padded jacket on her body. , and hang it on the back of the chair behind you.

"People don't eat hot pot." Chu Heng quietly looked at Ni Yinghong, who had taken off his padded coat, and couldn't help but feel dry.

The girl was wearing a yellow sweater. Because it was a little small, it was tightly hooped around her body, making her proud figure unobstructed.

"That's really pitiful." Ni Yinghong, who didn't know how attractive she was at the moment, was still pitying Brother Asan.

Chu Heng didn't dare to look at this girl any more, and hurriedly turned his eyes away.

His body was too young, so he quickly got up and said to the girl: "It's getting late, go to bed, the girl is afraid of cold, you sleep in the small kitchen, I'll go to the office, I'll help you build the bed first."

"I'll help you." Ni Yinghong quickly put down what she was holding and got up to help.

The two went to the front room to get the bed plank and bench and moved it to the small kitchen.

"See you tomorrow."

Chu Heng waved his hand, Junyi's face had a warm smile, wiped his body and walked out of the small kitchen, but at the end he couldn't hold back, and said a bit meanly: "Hey, do you dare yourself? No, let's go to the office to squeeze. Squeeze it."

"Take your trouble, I'm quite brave." Ni Yinghong, who was making the bed, gave him a light glance. This guy is good in everything, but unfortunately he has a long mouth!

Chu Heng glanced at the girl with a smile, then turned his head and got into the office.

His bed is easy to solve. The two tables are placed side by side to make a piece, the quilt is thrown up, and then lie down and sleep.

lying in bed,

The night is beautiful tonight.

The moon is also hazy, ... um.

Damn hormones.