shut up you bitch

"Tell me, do you and Huang Xin know each other?" Xu Jiashu crossed his legs, folded his hands, resting his chin, and put on a questioning look.

It's still a familiar barbecue restaurant, and it's still a familiar recipe.

The shop owner walked in from the door, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and yelled in a smoky voice: "Handsome guy! Sorry! That's all the chili noodles! Just give it a try!"

Xu Jiashu glanced at the chili noodles that were as high as a mountain, and waved his hands generously: "Okay, enough, eating too spicy is not good for your health."

Jiang Ye silently looked at the "volcano" in front of him: "..."

The store owner was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, and then raised his eyebrows suddenly, showing three forehead lines: "Hey, this handsome guy is quite good at talking, and what he said made me feel a little bit embarrassed .”

The boss speaks a bit of Sichuan dialect, and his voice is loud and clear, so he naturally has a funny charm.

Even an unsmiling person like Mr. Jiang wanted to laugh a little.

"You're laughing!" Xu Jiashu saw through Jiang Ye's calm pretense at a glance, "I'm asking you something!"

Jiang Ye still didn't look up: "What did you ask?"

"Hey! Are you still pretending to be stupid!" Xu Jiashu said in his heart that it's a pity that the uncle doesn't like this now, "I ask if you know that Huang Xin!"

"Oh." Jiang Ye replied lightly.

He took a pair of chopsticks from the side, and walked around the edge of the volcano. He didn't know if it was because of his lack of strength. Anyway, he poked the pile of chili noodles into pieces, and scattered them all over the table.

Xu Jiashu: "..."

Xu Jiashu: "I'm asking you fucking questions, but you're performing acrobatics for me?"

Jiang Ye looked at the wild "a piece of red" for a while, then slowly put down his chopsticks, and replied very carelessly: "Ah."

"..."

"You bastard." Xu Jiashu had quick eyes and quick hands, and while Big Boss Jiang said "Ah", he stuffed a piece of red streaked pork belly into his mouth, "Can you answer my question well? Basic courtesy."

Jiang Ye: "..."

He really didn't know that a guy who delivered dark food to his mouth with one chopstick...had any qualifications to talk about politeness.

And Mr. Jiang is not very good at eating spicy food, so his eyes turned red immediately.

However, even so, the big boss is still the big boss, and the face project still has to be done enough.

Therefore, even though Jiang Ye's throat and stomach seemed to have been roasted by fire, the surface was still calm.

Xu Jiashu couldn't bear to see it: "Would you like to drink some water?"

Jiang Ye disdained his charity, and answered the previous question with great backbone: "Yes, he is that person."

"Who is it? Don't you fucking answer a question and act like peeling an onion, asking me to layer by layer..."

Jiang Ye interrupted the man's nonsensical remarks in time: "My ex is at the same table."

"Huh?" Wait, this rhetoric seems a little familiar, as if at the beginning of school...

"The tablemate who was rumored to be seriously injured by me."

Oh!

The gaps in Xu Jiashu's memory were instantly connected.

It turned out to be that guy!

Xu Jiashu thought about it, and there was indeed such a stalk. At the time when he first arrived, he heard that the magic stick of Ziran Juan was pushing him for a long time, but...

"You, really beat him seriously?" If it was before, he still believed in this matter.

After all, Jiang Ye always had an official expression of "Don't mess with me, I'll beat you up if you mess with me".

But now...

Xu Jiashu weighed it up.

Now he was very sure that Jiang Ye was not the kind of person who would do nothing.