The rumored Chen Qianqian side story

"Ahem--"

Papa Ye didn't drink or eat food, he coughed suddenly and looked over.

Ms. and Ms. received the signal, nodded slightly, took the initiative to stop talking nonsense with her daughter, coughed twice, took a sip of wine, and changed the topic:

"How's that true love kiss at your coffee shop going?"

Ye Cuican, who was suddenly interrupted from thinking, didn't feel that there was anything abrupt, or didn't bother to correct it when he noticed it, anyway, he replied very smoothly:

"It's pretty good. There are more guests than before on Saturday. When the word of mouth spreads, it should attract more people to come and participate."

Although most of the acquaintances cheered last week, everything was difficult at the beginning. With the leading role in the front, Ye Cuican believes that things will gradually get smoother in the future.

Moreover, the opening of the door is double red, although I haven't figured out the clue yet, but at least it is a good sign, and the completion of the target must be just around the corner.

"Why did you suddenly think of doing this?" Ms. He looked puzzled.

She didn't know about it until Qiu Tian mentioned it. The last time Ye Cuican went to her, he only talked about opening a pet shop, and didn't mention it at all.

on purpose?Something is wrong?

You don't need to think about it to know that Ms. He is worrying about the bottom line again, Ye Cuican shrugged, with a calm expression on her face, and said calmly:

"Why else, it's a marketing gimmick"

After speaking, he glanced at Qu Chenyi out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he was listening seriously, so he raised his voice a few times, "In addition, I recently made a topic about true love, and I want to verify it."

Well, like that book, it's an act with a program of action.

It's not messing around.

Ms. He was a little puzzled by her daughter's sudden voice pulling, and she looked at Ye Cuichan suspiciously. Of course she understands the marketing gimmick, but is it really the subject of verification? ... She subconsciously retorted with a stern mouth:

"You may not be able to feel true love with your heart. You are a subject and a verification. If you make it so formalized, you will definitely not find it."

Besides, how do you verify?

And find what you want to do?

What does it mean to find one according to the gourd painting?

This is probably not feasible.

Ms. He, who was full of opposing views, glanced at the only outsider present calmly, held back, and didn't ask--

Her own daughter was so angry that she vomited blood because she used Jia crooked building's ability when she had a debate, and she was really embarrassed to sacrifice it in front of outsiders.

"..."

Ye Cuican gritted her teeth in her heart, thinking that if it wasn't for her mother's birthday, she would have fallen in love with her today!

She can't help it!

After finally coming up with an idea, it's really annoying to be poured cold water on him without knowing it like this.

She was originally a person who spent three days fishing and two days drying the net, but she finally set a goal and wanted to implement it firmly. What should I do if the small flame is extinguished before it ignites? !

Is it better to blame the flames, or to blame the watering?

Not wanting to face such a problem, she made a stop gesture to the lady, "I beg you to be merciful! This time, I want to be persistent and not argue about right and wrong, thank you!"

And it's not that I didn't gain anything, and I opened two orders a day, which is much better than getting nothing in the previous half a year, and I have to implement everything I say.

Besides, what's wrong with the form, don't they all say that life needs a sense of ritual?Ritual is not also a form.

What is true.

Tired.

I can't spit it out, and the lady panicked. After thinking about it, I just rolled my eyes and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Outsiders are saving face for you.

Yes, your daughter, what I want this time is to be free...Ye Cuican, who won a round, turned around proudly, took the little mung bean off his shoulder and handed it to Papa Ye, "Daddy, don't drink, help me see Come on, is there something wrong with my baby?"

Papa Ye looked over in puzzlement, saw that she was holding a limp little thing in her hand, and was stunned:

"I'm not a veterinarian"

Ye Cuican was very courageous when he was a child, and he especially liked to catch small bugs and butterflies and bring him back for treatment. He said that the benevolent doctors, the angels in white, should save lives and heal the wounded regardless of race.

Later, when she grew bolder and became smaller again, she didn't dare to catch bugs and butterflies anymore, so Papa Ye, a cardiovascular surgeon, was able to return to a full-time job instead of a part-time veterinarian.

"Not a veterinarian can see"

Ye Cuican got up and leaned over, tugging on Little Mung Dou's short legs, "It's usually fine, but then its legs become weak for no reason, you can see if it's congenital leg weakness"

"Unexplainably weak legs?"

Papa Ye put on the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and leaned over to look carefully. After looking for a while, he didn't see why, so he took it and touched it, "It's strange, it looks like a young and strong bird with legs and feet. It's normal, why are your legs weak at such a young age?"

"Is it right?"

Ye Cuican showed an expression that I thought so too, and explained:

"It's very energetic when flying, but it tends to weaken its legs after standing for a while, so I wonder if its leg function has degenerated."

Thinking of how such a fragile guy flew 3000 kilometers to Yunzang to chase her back then, Ye Cuichan felt inconceivable. Could it be that the smell of bird droppings on her body is so attractive?

Yes, the birds in Ye Cuican's coffee shop were not attracted by the smell of coffee, but by the smell of bird droppings on her body.

At the beginning, she was happy to catch bird droppings, and after adding the shielding function and bird droppings fragrance function, these guys have come to rely on her.

Thinking that they would not follow because there was no signal, Ye Cuican felt that the reason for the fragrance of flowers was more convincing.

Speaking of her bird droppings scent, it's also strange... Except for herself, and that weird An Changyue, no one has mentioned the scent to her.

I told my father about it at the beginning, but my father took her directly to the throat, nose and throat department for a full set of examinations. The conclusion was that she had mild rhinitis and a little nasal hyperplasia, which had side effects that affected the sense of smell.

Ye Cuican couldn't bear to see his father's anxiety that he couldn't give a reasonable explanation with what he had learned in his life, so he didn't mention it again after that.

It's not a bad thing anyway.

She enjoys soaking in all kinds of wonderful fragrances every day.

Every night before she falls asleep, she can't help but guess, what fragrance will it be tomorrow?

This sense of anticipation at least makes the boring life not too boring.

She even Meimei wondered if she would be a flower fairy, reincarnated...well, reincarnated to experience life.

"It's possible." Father Ye, who didn't know that his daughter was thinking about it, nodded, "Go to the veterinary hospital some other day and take a picture of it to see if there is any degenerative tendency."

Anyway, don't look for me.

"Oh"

Ye Cuican carefully took the little mung bean, put it in front of her eyes, and gently slid it on its forehead with her index finger, "I need to practice walking more in the future, don't keep flying around, weak legs are not a good sign."

Seeing that little mung bean continued to lie on the palm of his hand with an unlovable expression, leaving only the small eyes that kept rolling, Ye Cuichan sighed slightly, and put it back into the straw hat, "Don't wash it today, just go to sleep."

She thinks that little mung bean doesn't like to take a bath, and every time she asks it to take a bath, she is reluctant. When she sees her taking off her clothes and going to take a bath, she immediately hides away, as if she is afraid of bringing him in with her.

She always waits for her to get dressed before daring to enter the bedroom. Ye Cuican sometimes thinks that this little guy is a thief, and knows how to act according to circumstances.

It's a smart bird.

...

After eating the last skewer and seeing off his parents, Ye Cuican turned around and waved to Qu Chenyi who was helping to clean up, "Don't clean it up, it's getting late, let's put it away, I'll wake up tomorrow and come back to make troubles."

She, Ye Cuican, didn't have the awareness that today's affairs are over today. Anyway, in her own territory, she can procrastinate as long as she wants, and she is reluctant to condemn herself.

Hearing that Qu Chenyi hesitated for two seconds, thinking that it was indeed getting late, he put down the wine bottle in his hand with a hum, and went downstairs with Ye Cuican.

Ye Cuican returned home with the little mung bean, changed it to a special bird's nest, gave it a good night kiss, and went back to the room.

The next day.

Ye Cuican didn't get up until almost noon. She ate too much yesterday and now not only has no appetite, but also feels that her stomach is stuffed up. So she opened the refrigerator and took out sparkling water. She lay on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling, yelling :

"Little mung bean, are you full too?"

"Strange, why is there no sound?" She looked back at the bird's nest and found it was empty. She snorted, "Where did you go again?"

At this time, the doorbell rang again, and when she opened the door, she saw the red light, Ye Cuican was stunned, she didn't order food!

She blinked her eyes and did not speak, she stared fixedly at Infrared, waiting for him to take the initiative to explain.

Infrared gasped, adjusted the arc of his smile, and handed the bag in his hand to Ye Cuican, "This is the bird's nest rice wine newly produced by our shop. It has the effect of appetizing and digestion. I would like to invite you to taste it."

"...Ah", Ye Cuican reached out to take it, holding back his suspicions, and said with a smile:

"Thank you so much, I happened to have a bad appetite yesterday after eating too much, you have a heart"

Infrared handsomely stroked the messy hair on his forehead, and returned a more professional smile, "It is my greatest honor to satisfy VIP customers."

"Heh...heh", Ye Cuican laughed awkwardly, was about to close the door, thought for a while and stopped, stretched out his hand, "Bring it here"

"Huh?" Infrared was puzzled.

Ye Cuican shook her finger, "Xiaoben, how about giving you six stars today?" After she finished speaking, she winked playfully and said meaningfully:

"Remember, you, the handsome red guy...deserves better!"

After covering the chapter, Ye Cuichan waved her hand, "Goodbye"

"Hey", Infrared called to stop her, "Today's special service--"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Cuican's sincere and polite voice, "No need, no need, I didn't order food today, let's order and serve later in the evening, it's a hot day, don't bother."

"no!"

Infrared looked persistent and resolute, "It must be now"

what?

Ye Cuican was overwhelmed by the righteousness on his face and was stunned for a few seconds before asking:

"Will this affect your performance?"

"Ok!"

Infrared nodded again and again.

"OK then"

Ye Cuican didn't hesitate, she opened the door and made a gesture of please.

Unexpectedly, Red pointed to the upstairs, "It can't be used here, let's go upstairs to the garden."

"No, no, no," Ye Cuican hurriedly waved his hands, "There was a party up there yesterday, it's a mess."

Who would have thought that Red's eyes would light up when he heard this sentence, and he snapped his fingers cheerfully, "This is easy to handle, I'll clean it up for you first!"

After speaking, he went up the stairs in two or three steps, and under Ye Cuican's dumbfounded gaze, he tidied up the garden in a short period of time with quick movements of shaking phantoms.

Ye Cuican looked at the garbage that was neatly sorted and packed, reached out to touch the polished tables, chairs and oven, and stroked the spotless green plants that reflected the sunlight, mouth shut for a long time.

She took a breath with difficulty, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva with even more difficulty, and turned to look at the handsome red guy.

I saw the handsome red guy crossing his arms, looking around with a proud expression on his face, he didn't know what he saw, he stopped suddenly, quickly took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped it on the side of the table...

Ye Cuican leaned over to take a look, and found that it was the seat where Xiao Miaohan sat yesterday, with a little bit of cake on the side.

She nodded knowingly, stood up and clapped a few extremely resounding palms behind the red, admiring from the bottom of her heart:

"Talent, talent, talent!"

This neatness, this carefulness, this sense of service... At this moment, Ye Cuican really wants to give him 300 stars!

She struggled a bit, gritted her teeth and grabbed Infrared's arm, "Talent, don't you really need a better boss? Really, you deserve a better one!"