The party A who wants to soak me

Her heartbeat started to speed up, and Lingling regretted so much that she sent three consecutive messages on her phone, "Don't come, I'm already asleep", Shen Mingyu pretended to be dead and refused to return.

Lingling had no choice but to stand up and change clothes, and then thought, Shen Mingyu* didn't know which building he lived in, and the last time he worked overtime to send him back was only to the gate of the community.

That way, it's not that bad.

He glanced at the time every few seconds, racing against time, hoping to get to twelve o'clock quickly, 15 minutes passed, and midnight approached, Lingling sent another message as if relieved: "It's twelve o'clock, the soup can't be overnight, let's do it later, I'll make it for you to drink later."

After speaking, I feel very guilty.

Shen Mingyu typed a series of ellipses, and directly made a voice call, and said in an anxious and aggrieved tone, "I'm already on my way... I'm almost here..."

Lingling's fingers holding the phone are tight. He doesn't know where Shen Mingyu lives, but any luxury residential area in the city is no less than 10 minutes away from his home. What speed is Shen Mingyu?

But Lingling had no choice but to say cruelly: "You'd better go back, I've... poured out the soup..." The last few words became softer and softer, guilty and guilt-ridden, Lingling was speechless about her emotions, It's stupid, why are you still feeling guilty?

I also have some regrets. If I knew it earlier, I would have saved a little bit, and it would be better than lying and teasing people now.

I'm going to make a proposal to this person on Monday soon, and Ling Ling will be angry with herself in her heart, I'm afraid you don't want to live anymore.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it, and the more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

"What?! Dumped???" Lingling seemed to hear the sound of a sudden brake, which was so ear-piercing that he couldn't help but put away the phone on the other end of the phone, and was worried that Shen Mingyu would not exist for a pot Will something happen to Tang Drag Racing?

Fortunately, Shen Mingyu seemed to have parked the car on the side of the road, and then yelled at Lingling angrily: "That's my soup! My soup! How can you pour it out?"

Lingling didn't realize it for a while, and was filled with guilt and worry, so she subconsciously said: "Oh, I'm sorry..." Then she came back to her senses, sorry for the wool?How did it become "his soup"?

what happened?Why is it that when this person shouts that he is hungry, his mother's heart overflows, and it is his turn to be pitiful and distressed by a second-generation ancestor and young master?He wants to eat, and I don't know how many people are willing to line up to deliver it to his mouth.

Lingling made some psychological preparations for himself, and the guilt dissipated instantly. He felt that Shen Mingyu's tossing all night was almost enough, and he should go back. Unexpectedly, the sound of the sports car starting came from the phone again. Shen Mingyu said : "It's all your fault, I poured out my soup, you want to come out to eat supper with me."

Lingling: ...I am Cao!

In an instant, I felt that my pity for someone just now was really self-indulgent, purely superfluous, this person naturally knows how to toss people, what time is this?Today, he cooked live, took a shower, and watched dramas. He was lying on the bed beautifully, ready to sleep after playing the game, but now he was dragged out to eat some supper, and he was not hungry!

"I've arrived at the gate of your community. It's still where I stopped last time." Within a few minutes, Shen Mingyu sent a positioning message.

Lingling had no choice but to scold herself 15 minutes ago [-] times in her heart, regretting endlessly. The last time Shen Mingyu came to the company to conduct a surprise attack, she should have a long memory. Why is she still so careless?

Be careful when talking to this person. If you don't pay attention, he will appear in front of you in the sky, and you will not be able to drive him away.

Why is this ahhhhhh!

Whispering in her heart while changing her shoes, as if forced to work overtime in the middle of the night, Lingling reluctantly went downstairs.

Before he reached the gate of the community, he saw Shen Mingyu standing in the guard's room, close to the security cover, with a cigarette in his hand, handed the security a cigarette, and even lit a fire for the security, I don't know what to talk about Eagerly, the security guard looked at his car and nodded to him again and again.

Lingling had a bad idea in her heart, and thought it shouldn't happen, but when the two of them were almost behind, she heard the security guard say: "Don't embarrass me, I know who the man you described is He is tall and handsome, and he often comes back very late. He has lived with us for half a year, but I really don't know which building he lives in..."

Lingling suddenly appeared from behind the security guy: "Isn't it good to reveal the tenant's information behind your back?"

The security guard was shocked, turned around and saw him, and quickly explained: "Oh, I really don't have one. I don't know where you live either."

Lingling's voice was not angry: "Then if you know, you can say it? Do you know it's illegal?"

The security guard had a bitter look on his face, and Shen Mingyu smoothed things over with a smile: "So angry? It's all my fault, so send it to me."

Lingling thought to herself, but I thought, isn't it bad to get angry at you, the benefactor, and you can only vent your anger on the security guards.

Approaching Shen Mingyu, I don't know why there is an inexplicable feeling of travel and dust. Ling Ling feels strange, isn't it just driving from his house, why does it seem like he has been running for a long, long distance?

His face was obviously tired, but his eyes were staring at him, and his hands were still touching his belly: "I'm so hungry, some people are so cruel, they don't even keep the soup."

Lingling looked at him speechlessly, but her tone softened somehow: "Let's go, let's go eat with you."

He felt that he and Shen Mingyu hadn't met much, and their relationship was just that of ordinary party A and Party B. How could they be so close?Going out for supper together in the middle of the weekend?

After thinking about it, I can only blame Shen Mingyu for being too good at "rubbing". This person is not only thick-skinned, but also has a talent, a talent that can accurately detect whether the other party will reject him.

If you weren't my party A, Lingling thought angrily, the ghost would indulge you like this.

Shen Mingyu drives a silver Ferrari, not the ordinary car he sent Ling Ling home last time, the color is not high-profile, but when parked at the gate of this community, even in the middle of the night, passers-by still turn heads very often.

For some reason, Lingling thought of the expensive sports car that this person had crashed. Now this silver Ferrari is much more low-key than the former Porsche 918.

Lingling walked into the car with him, feeling a little uncomfortable. The community he rented was mostly apartments, and there were many Internet celebrities. Usually, the luxury cars parked at the gate of this community would pick up pretty girls. Lingling felt inexplicably I also became one of them.

"Why do you drive such a ostentatious car?" Lingling asked.

"This is fast." Shen Mingyu took it for granted: "I'm hungry, I'm in a hurry to see you."

After getting in the car, she urged Shen Mingyu to leave, and Shen Mingyu turned around and asked him, "Where are you going?"

Lingling looked puzzled: "Didn't you say you want to eat? Where do you want to eat? I'll accompany you."

Shen Mingyu started the car, but didn't drive: "I'm afraid you will find it troublesome to go too far, so let's find a place near here? But I'm not familiar with this area."

No trouble, you dragged me out of bed in the middle of the night, it would be hypocritical, Lingling has already figured out this person's routine, how rascal he is, how tyrannical he is when we don't see each other He is tyrannical, but as soon as he met, he immediately assumed the attitude of a submissive little animal, tsk, Ling Ling thought about this clearly, and didn't even bother to complain.

He thought for a while, then pointed forward: "Let's go, go there."

Shen Mingyu didn't ask any questions, and drove in the direction Lingling pointed.

The area where Ling Ling lives is newly developed, but a large area next to it is still an old area. It has been designated for demolition but has not yet started demolition. A large number of old houses remain here in their original form. Ling Ling refers to this area.

After turning two streets, Shen Mingyu's supercar drove into the alley in the dense old house. The ground here is uneven, and the low chassis of the sports car is particularly obvious. Shen Mingyu asked hesitantly: "Did you go wrong?"

"That's right, it's here." Lingling said, "Don't you want to eat late at night? The shops here are all kept by me, and I don't bring ordinary people here."

For him, the food in a five-star hotel is no match for a fly restaurant in a narrow alley.

Shen Mingyu continued to drive forward, and in front of him was an alley that was so narrow that it could barely accommodate a car, and the lights were still dimly on inside. Just as Shen Mingyu was about to drive in, Lingling called him: "This is it, stop the alley." Come on, let's go over there."

The two got out of the car, and Ling Ling walked ahead. It was so dark that there were no street lights, but Ling Ling knew the way very well. Shen Mingyu turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to show him the way. After walking less than 100 meters, there was indeed a house in front of him. The front of the shop is so small that if you don’t come here at night or during the day, you won’t notice it at all. The door is wide open, and there are only three tables crowded inside. Lingling turned around and asked Shen Mingyu: “You can see what you eat. .”

In fact, there was no choice at all. There were three shabby dish names on the small blackboard, green pepper shredded pork noodle soup, green pepper shredded pork powder, and green pepper shredded pork dry noodles. Shen Mingyu asked Ling Ling, "Which one do you like to eat?"

Lingling said casually, "Anything is fine, I'm not hungry, so I won't eat."

Shen Mingyu was still ordering troops, Lingling said to the proprietress: "Give him a bowl of noodle soup."

Then Shen Mingyu sat down opposite Ling Ling. In the middle of the night, the two of them were the only guests. The small tabletop was wiped clean, and there was no trace of oil stains that are common in fly restaurants. The dishes and chopsticks were also taken out of the disinfection cabinet. Shen Mingyu looked at it For a while, I was relieved.

"Why, have you ever eaten at such a place?" Lingling said.

"Well, oh no, it doesn't count. When I was abroad, I went to everywhere, and I wandered everywhere."

Lingling remembered Zhuo Pai showing him the ugly party photos of Shen Mingyu when she was studying abroad, and thought that you must have gone crazy playing outside a few years ago, even if you go to those corners, you are still looking for novelty, what I told you is not the same thing .

But he didn't say anything, turned around and took two cans of iced Coke from the freezer, and handed Shen Mingyu a can.

Shen Mingyu was startled by the sound of a fire cooking oil behind him, turned around and saw the light of the fire jumping high from the stove, was startled again, and said to Lingling, "Why is there such a big noise when cooking noodles?"

"That's why it's delicious." Lingling's face was reddened by the flames, like a sunset glow, and he said: "Their ingredients are all freshly stir-fried, and the quantity is sufficient, and the noodles are also hand-rolled. Just eat and you will know."

When it was served, the toppings of the noodles were piled up on top of a hill, and a burst of burnt aroma rushed to the face. Shen Mingyu couldn't wait to pick a big mouthful and put it into his mouth. The green peppers and shredded pork were still hot. Hissed again and again, followed by his eyes widening: "Fuck, it's delicious!"

Lingling took a sip of Coca-Cola, feeling a little complacent, Shen Mingyu said while eating, "I thought you like light food, but this one is quite heavy, and you actually like it too."

"It's delicious, but it's easy to get fat." Lingling said: "Heavy oil and heavy ingredients, don't eat too much."

Shen Mingyu froze there, the chopsticks stopped in mid-air, Ling Ling remembered the last time in his office, this man said that he was very afraid of getting fat, and he didn't even eat the supper he brought, he smiled and pushed him: "Eat it all , I’ll regret it when I’m full.”

Shen Mingyu snorted and continued to snort. Lingling had already bought the bill in advance.

On the way back, Shen Mingyu hiccupped and said "I'm sorry" to Lingling. Lingling deliberately teased him: "Is it delicious? Don't dream about eating noodles tonight."

Shen Mingyu shook her head: "That can't be, it's delicious, it's far worse than your soup."

How do you still remember it!Lingling choked back: "You know my soup is delicious even if you haven't even tasted it?"

Shen Mingyu was very unreasonable, and said angrily: "I only miss it if I haven't drunk it, and I will always miss it if I can't get it."

After finishing speaking, he approached shamelessly and asked, "Mr. Ling, do you think I will get it?"

"I can't get it." Lingling said no mercy.

Shen Mingyu's face was elongated, and she babbled endlessly like chanting sutras: "Why are you so cruel? This is what you hooked me and owed me..."

What is it all about... Lingling let out an irritable "Aiya", "I'll make you a drink after the project is over, okay?"

Shen Mingyu achieved her goal, smiled, and felt a little regretful: "It will take so long."

Lingling propped her elbows on the car window, suffering from a headache, Shen Mingyu's car drove to the gate of the community, Lingling lifted her leg to get off, when she heard a shameless voice behind her: "I don't think it's too long, I'll wait as long as I want."

The author says:

there tomorrow