Chasing Wife Crematorium + Spoiler

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Gentle, non-existent.

She laughed more harmlessly.

Su Lang stared blankly at the woman in front of her. She didn't know what was wrong with her today, but she actually felt a little charming?

Feng Qingzhou picked up the spoon again and continued to eat the sweet potatoes, because the mouth was too hot, he rolled his tongue and let out a breath of white air from time to time, just like the wisp of cooking smoke that Su Lan saw when he went to the countryside to visit relatives in the old days.

Dang_àng leisurely with that warm affection.

Unexpectedly... She didn't dislike the spoon she used at all.

Su Lan's heart moved, and she didn't dare to look directly at Feng Qingzhou.

As for the reason, she didn't know.

She thought that she must have eaten too much dog food today, which made her so strange.

But it seems... this is not bad.

so?

What is this like?

Su Lan's mind became more and more chaotic, and it became a mess of porridge, and it was difficult to distinguish the taste.

And Feng Qingzhou didn't intend to stop.

"Su Lan."

She spoke again, blinking her eyes with a sly look: "That day, I messed up your hair, and I said I would be responsible."

It is hard to refuse to give Su Lan the possibility of avoidance and confusion.

Su Lang was confused by this series of changes, and acted as a shadow puppet who was swaying in the wind: "Uh, is that what the original words were like that day? Isn't it the spiritual loss compensation?"

Feng Qingzhou opened his mouth and came: "Almost, anyway, I am responsible."

Why is this word so strange?

Su Lang was confused: "Then what are you going to do? You don't need to wash it for me, I'll do it myself. Besides, it's been several days, already..."

"Yes, several days have passed, no wonder it got worse, it's all my fault."

"……what?"

What is the other party talking about?

Feng Qingzhou looked distressed: "I heard that there are a lot of fleas and bacteria on cats. You can't wash every place by yourself. Let me do it."

Su Lang kept asking questions: "Huh? It's been a few days, these fleas and bacteria should also..."

Feng Qingzhou is very serious and serious: "It will be latent! Last time, a friend of mine said that the scalp damage was caused by not cleaning it properly, and no amount of maintenance would work."

Su Lan: "..."

No, could it be that she is too ignorant, fleas can still bite the scalp?

And, lurking?How to lurk?

Can fleas still fight guerrilla warfare, hide in the hair when washing the hair, and jump around alive and harm the hair when the hair is dry?

But Feng Qingzhou thought for her so much, she could only doubt her common sense and biology, and said dryly: "Yes, is it?"

There was deep condemnation in Feng Qingzhou's eyes: "Did you say that you would come to my house as a guest?"

Su Lang stammered: "Okay, it seems that there is such a thing..."

Feng Qingzhou brought up the old things again: "Did you say that you would come to show off your cooking skills when you were a guest last time, and be an upside-down cook?"

"Well, it seems that there is such a thing..."

The wind and light boat lightly dropped the last blockbuster: "Are you saying that you want to be Wang Zai's father, and you still want to see it?"

Su Lang's face was bewildered, wishing to bite off her nonsense tongue.

"Big, I probably said..."

Feng Qingzhou was aggrieved, and sighed: "I understand, so those words were just polite words from subordinates to their superiors, and they were all jokes, right? I'm being self-indulgent, I'm sorry."

What is this unfolding?

Su Lang was dumbfounded, and waved her hands: "Ah, no, no, I said it seriously..."

The heart-broken boss was dubious: "It's okay, I won't deduct your salary, fake is fake, I'll just treat you as flattering again."

The sad boss swallowed the last spoonful of sweet potato with a very sad expression.

Su Lan, who was completely passive, was in despair: "I didn't!"

Is she the one who cares about salary that much?Is she a sycophant to her boss?

Absolutely not!

Feng Qingzhou smiled sullenly, secretly thought that Su Lang was too cute, then took the bag of chestnuts from her wrist, and fed most of the bag of chestnuts into Su Lang's mouth, but she didn't eat a few of them herself.

Su Lan originally planned to peel it by herself, but Feng Qingzhou's hands were too skillful. When she peeled several pieces, she already peeled off the rest, and then fed her with a smile.

While wrestling with the chestnut shell, Su Lang recalled what happened just now, and inadvertently ate all the chestnuts that the other party fed.

Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar are delicious, she smacked her lips, reminiscing about the sweet but not greasy taste.

In the end, I was so busy eating, I still couldn't figure out what happened, so I could only follow my boss home.

Su Lan didn't expect until she went to Feng Qingzhou's house that her beloved boss would treat her like a customer one day.

Make her helpless.

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The author has something to say:

Based on real life... Every winter, I actually like to eat sweet potatoes.

But, really, the feeling of being covered in a face is still the kind of bright yellow sticking to the mouth and cheeks, imagine]

Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar are also really delicious_(:3j∠)_It would be great if someone peeled it for me [No, except my mother, whisper]

Chapter 39 Provocation

Su Lan came to Feng Qingzhou's house again, but her mood was completely different from the previous relaxed mood.

For some reason, she panicked.

Like something is going to happen.

But just staying at Qingzhou's house for one night, what can happen?

Su Lang calmed down, and wiped the cold sweat from the tip of her nose.

Feng Qingzhou was very casual, didn't look at Su Lan, put on his slippers, went to get two cups of warm water, sat comfortably on the sofa, picked up one of the cups to drink, and naturally pushed the other cup towards Su Lang's direction.

Su Lang started to get nervous again.