The cannon fodder in the book is sweet and soft, the educated youth is really fragrant

Wen Xiaomei patted his chest to reassure him, and at the same time gestured with her fingers: "I have minds!"

Huo Mao: "..."

is negative.

he knows.

It's a little pathetic.

For this reason, when the food was served, Zhou Yanqing specially gave his portion of meat to Wen Xiaomei to eat.

Because it is based on portion, there is not much sauce in a pot, and it is just right for two people to eat.

Wen Xiaomei asked in surprise: "Brother Huo, don't you want to eat?"

Huo Mao said: "If you like to eat, eat more, I'll just have some to taste."

Although the two of them bruised their lips and front teeth, it didn't hinder eating at all.

Especially Miss Wen.

Her taste buds may have improved, and the meal tasted even better, and sometimes she would continue cooking with a slap when the wound was scalded.

It's like a hungry ghost reincarnated.

The system hates it.

It was also stunned when it saw the value of the double arrows of her and the real man. It checked it a few times, and finally murmured that it shouldn't.

When Wen Xiaomei heard this, she mistakenly thought that it was questioning that she should not eat so big, and said angrily: [I can eat as much as I want!I can't get fat!So what if I'm fat! 】

The system ignored her.

At this moment, it was wondering if it had missed some important plot, so it hurriedly flipped through the book.

After looking for a long time, I couldn't find anything about it.

In the end, the system focused on Wen Xiaomei and Huo Mao, and asked her: [Host, are you upset now?Are you thinking about that unexpected kiss just now? 】

Wen Xiaomei responded: [Yes, how do you know?How else can you peep into my mind? 】

She asked herself if she didn't have the aura of a heroine.

I don't know if this kind of coincidental kiss will make her a fool.

system:【……】

Why would a host maintain such a stupid sober state in a brain world full of love?

Could it be because it was hit by a wall?
Wen Xiaomei carefully stuffed a piece of fish with chopsticks into her mouth, the meat was delicious.

One bad thing is that it has thorns.

She carefully spat out a fishbone, and asked the system: [Ah Tong, why are you silent again?Talking to you is boring, when do you think my mission will be completed?Wouldn't it take another ten years?or longer? 】

The system thinks this is possible.

Take another look at those double arrows.

Look at Homeo again.

He would take little sister Wen into consideration when he was eating, and he would leave the lean meat she liked to eat, and only pick the fat next to him.

Obviously didn't say a word.

It gives the system the feeling that he is the right man...

Doesn't that contradict the task!
But Wen Xiaomei was like a fool, she didn't notice at all, she was still worried about whether she would become a fool.

System: Can't move it!

Seeing Xiaomei Wen stuffing it into her mouth like a storm, she raised her voice: [Host, thank you so much, don't worry about eating by yourself! 】

Wen Xiaomei let out an oh, and suddenly followed the system's words, and said to Huo Mao: "Brother Huo, thank you."

system:【……】

The key is that Huo Mao hummed.

Then he put fermented bean curd in front of her and asked her to try it: "You have eaten this, and when you go back, you can look at the ones in the kitchen at home, and you will know if it is bad."

"I don't even remember." Miss Wen muttered.

Just because of a small piece of fermented bean curd, I was suspicious all day long.

She felt like she was shadowing it, and then clipped a little bit.

Yes, dinner.

In the end, the small half of fermented bean curd was eaten by the two of them.

Two bowls of rice, two meats, two vegetables and one soup, I ate everything.

When I greeted the boss and left, I didn't see the boss's wife and her thief nephew.

Wen Xiaomei murmured to Huo Mao in a low voice: "I don't know if the thief will obediently spit out the money he stole before."

Huo Mao glanced back: "If the boss still wants the business to prosper, he will do so."

There are a lot of customers today, and they all saw that the thief took out money, and everyone will know tomorrow.

Miss Wen thinks so too.

Now after seven o'clock in the evening, the sky was a little dark, and the two of them didn't bring flashlights. For safety's sake, Miss Wen stood with her hands on Huo Mao's shoulders.

Sitting on a bicycle to enjoy the speed of a battery car.

The cool wind brushed their faces.

Wen Xiaomei suddenly asked a question: "Brother Huo, does your mouth still hurt?"

Huo Mao almost lost his composure, and the speed of the car adjusted back after the front of the car deviated from the track. He said softly, "It doesn't hurt that much."

"I don't hurt either."

Then there was silence.

Only the wind howling could be heard.

But they didn't realize that little sister Wen was almost hanging on Huo Mao's body. His back was generous and he felt full of security.

Huo Mao's face was tense.

Huo Mao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw near the door of the house, and said to Xiaomei Wen: "Loosen your hand a little."

Wen Xiaomei let go of his hand obediently, grabbed his clothes instead, and sat down slowly.

He didn't realize that Huo Mao was tense at the moment, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his dry lips were slightly parted.

In the end, he didn't say a word.

When passing by the alley of the fat landlord, I suddenly heard a miserable scream, followed by a furious voice: "Are you sick?! Why are you standing beside my bed eating meat? Crazy!"

Wen Xiaomei immediately pulled the corner of La Huomao's clothes: "Brother Huo, slow down, let's listen to the gossip."

Huo Mao stopped like a robot being manipulated at will.

Little sister Wen felt embarrassed.

But when she saw that the windows of the neighbors on the left and right were open, she didn't feel any embarrassment.

I've lived here for so long, and I haven't gotten tired of eating melons. What's wrong with her being a newcomer!

I don't know what the fat landlord said.

The angry screams were like thunder, and they were kicking the door, making a loud noise: "You are so fat and virtuous, I'm not crazy! I don't like you! Get out of here! Otherwise, give me the money back, and I'll quit the rent!"

The man's voice was hoarse.

Wen Xiaomei felt miraculous.

The fat landlord obviously liked that scumbag before, but how can he be so disgusted by this man?
This kind of incomplete melon made little sister Wen uncomfortable, so she exchanged it for a sound amplifier from the mall.

The rough panting came to her ears immediately, but Miss Wen didn't take it seriously, she concentrated on listening.

Even at night, some people were still awake, and the sound of chaotic discussions was accompanied by them.

"She's so fat and flirtatious, does she think that a man should like her?"

"Nor looking in the mirror to see what you look like."

"I eat mine, and it doesn't prevent you from sleeping."

heard it!
Miss Wen covered her ears in advance.

Sure enough, the sound almost pierced the eardrums, the man probably couldn't hold back, and pushed him, cursing the fat landlord as a fat pig.

Fat landlords have challenged countless tenants.

She is also on fire.

There was a bang, and then the fat landlord yelled: "I'm giving you shame! A man like you is not worthy of living in my house, get out!"

The sound suddenly cut off.

When Miss Wen was wondering, Huo Mao stepped on the pedal and left. After a while, he heard a man begging for mercy: "Sister, I was wrong, let me go!"