Sir, your vest is off!

After Song Lan finished speaking, she stared fixedly at the pretty sister. A tear gently slipped from the corner of the beautiful sister's eye, and it was hanging on her cheek, crystal clear like dew.

What a beauty weeping!As delicate as a porcelain doll.

"I didn't expect that I lived for 32 years, and I didn't live up to your transparency. I was lectured by you." The beautiful sister gently wiped away her tears, "Come on, I can't say no to you, so you can do whatever you say."

Song Lan smiled and said modestly: "I don't dare to preach, I don't know how to preach, I just express my feelings."

The pretty sister suddenly reached out and pinched Song Lan's little cheek. Song Lan's face was bouncy and smooth like milk tofu, "You are young after all, young is good."

Zhou Wenqing's face was ashen, but it was a pity that Song Lan didn't see it. Song Lan was evasive and couldn't let her pretty sister pinch her, "I'll pay you if it breaks!"

The pretty sister got even worse, pinching Song Lan's cheeks with both hands, "It's okay, sister is not short of money."

Song Lan had no choice but to let go of the hand she held with Zhou Wenqing to stop the beautiful sister from kneading, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts! Wen Qing, save me."

Zhou Wenqing's hands had already been clenched into fists, and upon receiving Song Lan's instruction, he immediately grabbed the beautiful sister's wrist and successfully rescued Song Lan, whose cheeks were already flushed on both sides. gone?"

Song Lan rubbed her battered face, and exhaled "huhu", but the exhaled air could not reach the pinched, painful and hot face, it was useless.

Zhou Wenqing deliberately put "madam" and "my husband" very seriously, and did not forget to add in a cold voice, "You respect yourself."

The beautiful sister waved Zhou Wenqing's hand away in disgust, and looked Zhou Wenqing up and down, "Oh, I can't tell, you are still an old cow eating tender grass, and you only pick fresh and juicy ones!"

Song? Fresh and juicy? Tender grass? Lan looked at the beautiful sister in disbelief, and let out a vague "Wow..."

After finishing speaking, the beautiful sister looked at Song Lan who was covering her face and looked like a pitiful kid. She lightly raised Song Lan's chin with her fingertips and quickly retracted it: "It's a pity, if I met you earlier, who are you, sir?" Maybe, oh, isn’t it cute?”

Song Lan blushed and shook her head quickly, "I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it, what do you say?"

The problem is Zhou Wenqing, there is no misunderstanding, right?

Song Lan didn't dare to look at Zhou Wenqing's expression anymore, it must have been darker than when he saw his shirt didn't fit on the wedding day.

I have to say that occasionally Song Lan was right.

The beautiful sister left after teasing her, her back was very chic.

Song Lan quickly lowered her head, holding the plate of pasta and pizza to feast on, taking a sip from time to time to feel the pain in her heart, before continuing to eat.

Although Song Lan is tall, she is relatively thin and slender, and she doesn't seem to be able to eat much. If she really eats it, it is a real adult man's appetite!

On the other hand, Zhou Wenqing was silent, and he didn't know if he was eating steak angrily, or drinking the sour, bitter and tasteless human world in silence, and he didn't know how Zhou Wenqing drank it so full. A full glass.

Song Lan's mouth was full, but her heart was about to die of depression. She was fine, why did it seem like today's date failed?God is annoying!

Song Lan slapped a duck's egg in the column of today's date rating from the bottom of her heart, and then drew a big fork in capital letters and bold.

Soon, only the piece of tiramisu was left on the table. On the edge of the cake that looked soft and dense, a layer of something like a milk cap was poured, and a thick layer was sprinkled, which smelled slightly bitter. of cocoa powder.

Song Lan likes tiramisu the most. This is the first time he has seen such a tiramisu. He has always been looking forward to it, but now his mind is full of thoughts about whether Zhou Wenqing is angry. This tiramisu Su also couldn't arouse his interest.

Song Lan pushed the plate to Zhou Wenqing's hand, raised his eyes and carefully glanced at Zhou Wenqing, seeing Zhou Wenqing's frosty face, his heart was suddenly colder than ice.

"This tiramisu is delicious, Wen Qing, do you want to eat it?" Song Lan whispered.

"Don't be angry, although I don't know why you are so angry like now, if you are angry because I walked too close to others and made you feel inappropriate, then I will admit it, after all, we are husband and wife Right, for outsiders, you still have to keep a little distance, right, you can't be too close to make you feel jealous, right..."

The more Song Lan talked, the more she felt that it was outrageous, and Zhou Wenqing didn't like him, why would he be jealous?It's fantastic.

Moreover, this man Zhou Wenqing was really difficult to understand, Song Lan couldn't figure it out.

Zhou Wenqing's expression softened a little before Song Lan continued, "Then what, I said the wrong thing, you shouldn't be jealous."

Is Zhou Wenqing jealous?Isn't this nonsense? Of course he was jealous!He wants to chop off those claws now!

But to be angry, frankly speaking, there is still a little bit, after all, being said to be "an old cow eats tender grass", anyone would be angry, right?

Especially when Zhou Wenqing thought about when Song Lan was quick to say that he was "old" and "not good" when he was just married, Zhou Wenqing would be very depressed. Could it be that he is really old?At least it looks old?

Or take some time to do a market research on the whole "anti-aging" products, and then open a beauty salon for maintenance?

Forget it, what was he thinking!

"I'm not angry." Zhou Wenqing tried his best to control his urge to chop off his claws with a knife.

Song Lan muttered, "You have."

Anger was just written on his face.

"No, I'm just thinking."

Zhou Wenqing always remembers Shen Yu's "trick in the bag": Remember to play hard to get, just let Lan Lan coax him.

Sure enough, Song Lan successfully took the bait, "I don't have such a fierce expression when I'm thinking, I just look angry."

Song Lan dug out a piece of tiramisu with a small spoon, put one hand under the spoon, worried that the tiramisu would fall and touch her clothes, and slowly brought it to Zhou Wenqing's lips, "I put my favorite tiramisu Can Su feed you? Don’t you want to be angry anymore? If you are angry, you will grow old. Wen Qing is so handsome, he can’t grow old!"

Song Lan accompanied the smiling face with "hehehe", Zhou Wenqing was angry and funny, and even more because he thought Song Lan was cute, "Isn't it handsome when you get old?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, absolutely not. Even if you are 80 years old, you are still a very handsome old man, and so am I, hehehe." Song Lan imagined what Zhou Wenqing would look like in 50 years. , couldn't help laughing and blooming.

Zhou Wenqing also thought of Song Lan 50 years later, who is also a cute little old man.

Zhou Wenqing ate the tiramisu that was about to melt. The bitterness of the cocoa powder and the saltiness of the sea salt milk cap neutralized the sweetness of the cream, and the aroma of rum and black coffee seeped from the thumb biscuit come out.

The palate is rich in layers, perfect and novel, and the aftertaste is still sweet.

Zhou Wenqing's expression turned cloudy, Song Lan was relieved, Zhou Wenqing was easy to coax.

In the next second, Zhou Wenqing also dug a piece and fed it to Song Lan, "Don't you like tiramisu the most? Don't you want to eat it?"

Song Lan beamed, "I want to eat, ah!"

Zhou Wenqing feed him!Song Lan's beauty is bubbling!

After finishing the tiramisu, Zhou Wenqing got up to pay the bill, but the beautiful sister refused to accept the payment, "No, I just need that cute kid's WeChat account."

"Don't push yourself too far." Zhou Wenqing warned in a low voice.

The beautiful sister is not afraid at all, "Yo Yo Yo, do you think I'm afraid of you? I said Zhou Wenqing, we have been classmates for so many years, when have I ever been afraid of you?"

Zhou Wenqing said in a deep voice, his tone was so cold that he would freeze to death, "You!"

The pretty sister came to Song Lan with an exquisite packed dessert box, ignoring Zhou Wenqing's clenched hand, "Come on, cutie, I'll give this to you, and I'll treat it as a thank you gift for enlightening me!"

Song Lan was flattered and worried about Zhou Wenqing, "Ah, I'm so sorry, don't worry about it, I'm really just talking."

"Don't worry about him, just accept it, this is our family's limited-edition fruit toast that varies from season to season and even every day!" the beautiful sister tempted.

Song Lan, who had heard about it a little bit, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, struggling from a foodie, "Limited..." It must be delicious!

But no, Zhou Wenqing must be pissed off if he accepts this?

No, no, no, no.

He hasn't caught up with Zhou Wenqing yet, so he can't catch up with him after a date!

The pretty sister forcefully stuffed it into Song Lan's hand, and Song Lan was forced to accept the gift, "I don't need to pay for today's meal, I like you, please eat."

ah! The feeling of heartache of 80 yuan and the unworthy of the world of three yuan don't need him to pay!

Originally, the pretty sister was about to lose him and she would never see him again, but now Song Lan felt that she could still struggle a little bit more. The pasta and pizza in this pizzeria are really delicious!

But if you like it, you don't have to.

Song Lan's eyes lit up, and finally Zhou Wenqing couldn't help but stepped forward, holding Song Lan's hand to declare his sovereignty, "In that case, thank you for the hospitality, we are going home, Lan Lan."

If you don't come and take this little idiot away, this little idiot will be cheated away by a piece of dessert!

Song Lan was dragged away blankly by Zhou Wenqing's hand, feeling sweet in his heart, no matter whether Zhou Wenqing was jealous or angry, he could feel sweet now, so he waved his hand slowly, saying goodbye to the beautiful sister: "Goodbye Oh pretty sister."

Little did they know that the next second, the beautiful sister pulled her long hair, revealing her short hair covered in a hairnet. The beautiful sister smiled wantonly, unlike the pretty ones who were exquisitely dressed, but her voice was deep and magnetic, "Remember Little cutie, my name is Ji Lanting, the season of the four seasons, the haze where the haze disappears and the sun rises, the pavilion of pavilions and pavilions."

Song Lan was dumbfounded, the dessert box in his hand almost fell on the ground: "Huh???"

What the f**k?

The beautiful sister is actually a big boss in women's clothing? ! !

I felt a crit hit of hundreds of millions of points.

[The author has something to say: Ji Lanting: Unexpected!Grandpa is actually older than you! 】