Hot?
As hot as a teenager?
Shen Wanqing couldn't help thinking.
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Host, you can get out!
It seemed that 748 make complaints about himself, and Shen Wanqing immediately saw a cool look.
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748: [dogleg] Whatever you want.
Love is dripping, all right!
Nobody cares when the train goes to Lhasa!
Here, Shen Wanqing blinked and smiled sweetly on his white face. He couldn't see that he was driving with 748 secretly just now.
It's eight treasure porridge. There are a lot of materials in it. It looks good to drink.
Today, when I was at Shen's house, I didn't have dinner, and then I played with those gangsters. Shen was hungry early in the morning.
Pick up the spoon, scoop a spoon, blow, and put it in your mouth.
No sugar, but it's OK. After all, it's made by a teenager. Even if you don't put sugar, it tastes sweet~
"Do you want sugar?"
As Shen Wanqing murmured in her heart, the young man next to her seemed to have insight into her mind and asked gently.
When Shen Wanqing heard the speech, he immediately raised his head, "do you have it?"
Looking at the girl's eyes lit up with sugar, Lu Chenzhou's lip flap was shallow, his jaw nodded and said, "yes, in the kitchen, wait for me for a while."
With that, Lu Chenzhou got up and went into the kitchen.
When he came out, he held a small hexagonal glass jar in his hand.
He opened the small jar and put it in front of Shen Wanqing.
As he sat down, he said slowly, "there is a spoon in the jar. You can put as much sugar as you need."
"Well, OK." Shen Wan nodded to hear.
Then he saw Shen Wanqing scooping two tablespoons of sugar into the porridge with a spoon.
Don't think about it. This bowl of porridge is supposed to be sweet and boring.
But Shen Wanqing was very satisfied with the sweetness.
Scooped a spoon of Babao porridge and put it into your mouth. The porridge is fragrant and waxy. With the sweet taste, it's delicious!
"At this time, if there is a can of wangzi milk, it is the most perfect match!"
Shen Wanqing narrowed his eyes and drank porridge. He couldn't help sighing.
Unfortunately, she did have wangzi milk on her, but she couldn't take it out in front of the boy.
Otherwise, if you scare the boy, what should you do?
Hearing the girl's sigh, Lu Chenzhou slightly turned his eyes, "I don't have wangzi milk, only coffee, do you want it?"
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing immediately shook his head, "no, no, coffee is too hard to drink."
It's bitter. There's no sweet wangzi milk to drink.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge, Shen Wanqing suddenly glanced at the calm and gentle man beside him, tilted his head in doubt and asked, "Zhouzhou, don't you drink porridge?"
"No."
"Why, lose weight?" the girl's eyes looked up and down at the young man's thin body.
Aware of the girl's gaze, Lu Chenzhou's dark pupil gathered a smile. He gently shook his head and said gently and coldly: "no, it's just a habit not to eat anything after nine o'clock."
Suddenly Shen Wanqing frowned. She remembered that today's teenager was on the evening shift.
"Zhouzhou is on the evening shift today, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Did the Zhouzhou have dinner?" Shen Wanqing raised his eyes and stared at the man's expression.
She saw the other party stunned. As expected, the other party shook her head honestly, "No."
Suddenly, Shen Wanqing rubbed and stood up. Without saying a word, he went into the kitchen and filled a bowl of porridge for the boy.