Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Yan Rongrong bought a lot of things with Xue Dongmei.

Originally, she was quite nervous at first, so she picked up a bag of potato chips and looked at Si Boheng, and seeing that he didn't stop her, she hurriedly put it in the shopping cart.

After that, he quietly took a pack of spicy sticks, and went to see Si Boheng cautiously.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken yet, Yan Rongrong put it in the shopping cart, and became more and more courageous after that.

No matter what fizzy drinks, ice cream, ice cream, whatever she likes, Si Boheng didn't stop her.

When it was time to check out, she realized that the things she bought had piled up a whole shopping cart, and the three big shopping bags were full.

Xue Dongmei was stunned. She looked at her half shopping bag full of food, and then at Yan Rongrong. She couldn't help being envious. She felt that it was nice to have a boyfriend. Someone would pay the bills, and she could buy whatever she wanted.

She thought in her heart that she finally tried her best to get into Changqing University, and now she can finally relax a little bit, so she also wants to find a boyfriend at school.

Along the way, Yan Rongrong looked at the three big shopping bags that Si Boheng helped to carry, his eyes filled with joy.

With so much food, she could eat it for several days. This time, she can finally let go of her stomach and enjoy eating, especially the spicy noodles. Since she was with Si Boheng, she has almost never eaten it, and she is almost hungry. .

After separating from Xue Dongmei, she went home with Si Boheng.

As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't wait to open the snacks, thinking about them while unpacking them.

"I'll eat some first and save some for tomorrow."

But Si Boheng avoided the hand she stretched out, and said in a deep voice.

"Sit on the couch and wait."

Yan Rongrong blinked her eyes, feeling a bad premonition.

"You...what are you going to do?"

While talking, he still stared at the big bags of snacks.

The two confinement sisters came out with the baby in their arms, but she didn't pick it up.

Usually when she comes home, she will wash her hands and change clothes first, and then come to hold the baby. Now that the baby is out, she doesn't hold it, as if she is still aggrieved.

Si Boheng raised his chin and motioned her to sit on the sofa.

Yan Rongrong pursed her lips, angry and aggrieved, she sat down obediently.

She casually picked up a pillow, hugged it in her arms and ravished it, looking at Si Boheng.

I saw him dump all the delicious food on the sofa, then pick two or three out of it and put them into one bag, and stuff the rest into the other two big bags.

Yan Rongrong rubbed her hands, looking forward to which of the two big bags was hers.

But Si Boheng walked up to her with the empty bag.

"These are yours, give the rest to your instructors to eat."

Yan Rongrong stared blankly at the three bags of snacks in her bag. The smallest bag was a bag of candy. She took it out and touched it. There were three in total.

Instead, he left a bag of potato chips for her, but it was also a small bag, Yan Rongrong felt that he would be gone after a few bites.

Si Boheng sat down beside her, put his arm around her shoulder and said softly.

"I know you can zip, so Aunt Wen has already prepared something for you to eat this morning."

Yan Rongrong still looked unhappy, she was going to die of anger, that is to say, she really wouldn't get angry with Si Boheng, otherwise she would be cursing right now.

She does not speak, to express her dissatisfaction.

Si Boheng came over and kissed her on the cheek.

"Don't worry, Aunt Wen has prepared snacks for you."

As if to confirm his words, as soon as he finished speaking, Aunt Wen walked over from the kitchen carrying two trays.

"Here comes your snack."

There are several kinds of snacks on her tray, including Shaqima, cat ears, snow cakes, fried chicken legs, and spicy strips. "

Yan Rongrong looked up at Aunt Wen blankly.

"This... all of these are made?"

Aunt Wen smiled.

"Not only that, but also, wait..."

After speaking, he returned to the kitchen, and quickly brought out a small gift box.

"Look, there are all kinds of pastries and biscuits, as well as sandwiches and egg tarts. Make these tomorrow morning, otherwise they will not be fresh now."