Iceberg Chef Chasing His Wife GL

The phone continued to vibrate, and Ji Manli's hand became more and more forceful, as if trying to crush the screen.Staring at the word Bo Sheng, he finally threw the phone aside as if venting his anger. The machine fell into the soft bedding, and after a few seconds, it became quiet.

Ji Manli remained still in the sudden silence, maintaining the posture of reaching out and throwing out her hand like a statue.

But within a few seconds, the phone rang again like a demon.Ji Manli strode forward to grab it, and shut it down without stopping.

Sitting on the bed with her mobile phone in her hand, she stretched out into a big font, as if she could feel the unhappiness in her heart by stretching her limbs.

After lying in this position for a long time, he finally fell into a deep sleep.

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"Do you know where Ji Manli's house is?" Bai Sheng's slender fingers held the phone and car keys tightly, and anxiously sent a message to the group of old friends.

"I know, I've been there before," Shao Lu popped up immediately: "But I've only been there once, and my impression is very vague, and I don't know the address."

Bai Sheng, who was served as a driver by several foreign friends, walked out of the hotel where Lucas and the others were, and directly called Shao Lu.

"Tell me, where is it? I'm going now."

"What are you doing, it's so late at night, huh!?" Shao Lu gasped: "No way, why didn't you talk about it when your relationship has reached this point!"

"No..." Bo Sheng's voice was low, barely audible through the sound of the rain: "I sent her and her friend to the station, and an hour later I sent a text message asking her if she was home, but she didn't respond. Not long ago, I called her again, but she didn't answer."

"Eh...? So you are worried about where she is now."

"Yes," Bai Sheng got into his car: "So tell me quickly."

"it is good…"

Half an hour later, Bo Sheng stopped in front of the bungalow close to the suburbs, staring at the light shining through the window.

In that sweet, sour and bitter mood again, Bai Sheng held the steering wheel, wondering if he should get out of the car and knock on the door to confirm.

After struggling for a long time, I finally turned back to the front of the car.

Why do I suddenly have the illusion that I am an idiot?She licked her dry lips.

It's night, and it's getting late, so let's go back earlier.

Feeling depressed like the temperature, Bai Sheng looked through the windshield wipers and looked directly at the road ahead.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, at a turn before entering the house, she turned around and drove to another place.Half an hour later, the car stopped at a public parking lot near the night market. Bai Sheng got out of the car with an umbrella and made a call to Shao Lu who lived nearby.

"Come out to eat noodles?"

This invitation made Shao Lu's heart skip a beat, thinking what happened to Bai Sheng and Ji Manli?

This has been the case since high school. Bo Sheng, who pays great attention to his own diet, will go to a cheap steak shop to eat a cheap steak when he is depressed, and let his taste buds be fooled by the obviously salty and completely unhealthy sauce. paralysis.

Shao Lu sighed heavily, stood up from the computer desk, put on a windproof jacket, and walked downstairs with an umbrella and bicycle keys.

The resident night market is full of people, and the smell of oily smoke is particularly strong. Although there are not many people walking on the street in the rainy weather, the seats in the store are full.

After Bai Sheng entered the store, she put away the umbrella, and the rain dripped on the gray tiles. She found a table and sat down, with her hands on her lap, quietly waiting for Shao Lu.

About 5 minutes later, Shao Lu appeared, holding an order from the counter outside, glanced at his old friend, and asked, "Same as usual?"

"Well," Bai Sheng saw Shao Lu coming, took out a tissue and wiped the knife and fork beside him: "Remember to ask for black pepper sauce."

"I know." Shao Lu drew a [-] on the frame of the chicken drumstick, then handed the order back to the counter, and his father took the bill by the way.When he came back, he saw that Bo Sheng was about to take out his wallet, so he waved his hand.

"Isn't it enough to eat what you eat? Is it to make me tired of selling myself?"

Bo Sheng raised the corners of his mouth and put the wallet back into his pocket.

Shao Lu came back with a bowl of thick soup, and sprinkled a lot of pepper on it. While drinking, she stared at Bai Sheng and said, "Okay, we can talk, so what?"

Bo Sheng lowered his head, and after a while he said quietly: "I'm a little tired."

"What!" Shao Lu said in disbelief: "You finally think about it and don't like it? I told you a few years ago, okay?"

"It's not that I don't like it..." Bai Sheng sighed softly: "I just want to know what I haven't done enough, why..." Why didn't she show any sign of liking me at all.

"It's not enough," Shao Lu frowned, and pushed the empty bowl to the side: "You are simply the best example of secret love, what the hell, after so many years she still doesn't know, this is her problem All right?"

"I…"

"Let me tell you where the sticking point is," Shao Lu rolled her eyes: "Confess, you'll know if she likes you or not, otherwise you've been struggling here for 100 years and it's useless."

"What if... is rejected?"

"...You guys are so innocent, you'll just see you again if you're rejected." Shao Lu twitched his lips: "What's more, if you're afraid of being rejected and don't confess, you're not a crush at all."

"No," Bai Sheng's eyes revealed tenderness: "This is secret love..."

Secret love will never be broken in love, I am happy for many days when you smile, and I can remember a word of yours for years.

"That's strange." Shao Lu took the two chicken drumsticks brought by the clerk, pushed one of them in front of Bai Sheng, and deftly used a fork to turn over the freshly beaten egg to cook: "What is that sentence called?" Oh, I saw it on the Internet before. Any secret love turns into a narcissism in the end. The person you like is actually thought of by yourself, not to mention you like it for a long time once you like it. In the end, I found that I don't like her at all, and there are a lot of people, okay..." Shao Lu sighed at this point: "For example, me."

Bo Sheng stopped talking, and used a fork to roll up the long noodles covered in sauce and put them into his mouth.The salty, sweet and spicy taste made her frown, but she took the pepper pot beside her and sprinkled a lot of black peppercorns on it.

Seeing that she was depressed, Shao Lu stopped talking.

It's just that even Bai Sheng couldn't deny that what Shao Lu said was true.

Maybe the initial touch is gone, and what is left now is all my persistence.

She didn't understand why she didn't know how to give up and was so persistent.

But after getting used to one thing for several years, can you really change it just by saying it?

If it's that easy, if it's really that easy, won't it be so uncomfortable in the future?

嗏

But she thought in her heart, Ji Manli, I still like you, I like you now.

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It rained all night, the soil in the roadside flower garden was splashed by the rain, the folded branches and leaves were spread out lifelessly, the fallen buds were soaked by the rain for a long time, the white petals were like soaked toilet paper .Ji Manli, who had slept for a full ten hours, only felt sore all over her body when she woke up, and her head was groggy.Yesterday I was curled up into a fetal shape, but today my spine is almost unable to straighten.

Hungry, she gritted her teeth, endured the pain and slowly stretched her body.

After being paralyzed on the bed for a while, she barely supported herself with her hands, and walked into the bathroom with difficulty.

Feeling better after combing, Ji Manli changed out of her pajamas and walked to the empty refrigerator.

So hungry.

Apart from a few boxes of microwave food and snacks in the freezer at home, Ji Manli couldn't find any other food.Now when she sees microwaved food, she can't swallow it.Putting on a coat and carrying an umbrella, Ji Manli put some change in her pocket, and decided to go to the small stall at the entrance of the alley to eat some scallion pancakes and soy milk.

After arriving at the destination within 2 minutes, Ji Manli chose an empty plastic table and sat down.Various smells are mixed in the small stalls, the sweetness of soybean milk and rice milk, the oily smell of fried dumplings, fried scallion pancakes and fritters, and even the smell of green grass mixed with moisture left in the air after the rain.

Ji Manli put the umbrella on the table, and went to the oil pan. The narrow table was full of food, and it was also full of oil stains.She took a large plastic plate and a tong, holding some fried dumplings, a scallion pancake, a leek box, and a deep-fried dough stick.When I brought it to the boss to check out, I ordered a bowl of hot soy milk with eggs, and carefully carried it back to my seat to eat.

Just soaking the soy milk in the soy milk, the once familiar voice made her tremble and she couldn't help herself.

"Or come here to eat soy milk fritters?"

A low voice came from her front left, Ji Manli didn't even want to raise her head, and just ignored the person in front of her.

"Little Man..."

I thought I could really turn a blind eye and eat my own breakfast, but just such a sound made Ji Manli put down the iron chopsticks in his hand with a snap, making a heavy sound on the plate.

"You don't have the right to call me that," she took a deep breath: "Ye Yazhu, can you stay away from me?"

The man scratched his short hair, pulled out the chair and sat down in front of Ji Manli.Ji Manli couldn't see any joy or anger on her face, as if she really didn't want to talk to her, she picked up her plate and walked to the counter to hand it to the boss.

"Boss, pack it for me, thank you."

In less than 30 seconds, Ji Manli took a plastic bag from the boss's flour-stained hand, which contained a paper lunch box, which was warm.

Quickly walking towards her home, Ji Manli tried her best to ignore the footsteps behind her.

With her right hand, she quickly called Yu Xun, and with her left hand, she searched for her house key in her pocket.

Seeing Ye Yazhu standing next to her with a smile out of the corner of her eye, Ji Manli took a deep breath, opened the door and said at the same time: "Don't you believe me to call the police? Please leave, thank you."

Yu Xun connected the phone at this time, Ji Manli closed the door firmly after entering the door, and said to the phone: "Xun, she's back."

"What...?" Yu Xun was a little confused by the sudden words: "What did I not understand?"

"I said," Ji Manli gritted her teeth, and said word by word: "That guy Ye Yazhu is back."