I bent after frying CP with my nemesis

After this sleep, she fell asleep until the next afternoon. Kong Xia woke up in a daze. The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly. She turned on her mobile phone and realized that she had slept for so long.

She was the only one left on the bed, and the temperature of the place where Cheng Langqiu had been lying had already dissipated. If it weren't for the folds on the bed sheet, there would be almost no evidence that she was lying here overnight.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, Cheng Langqiu should be taking a bath.

Kong Xia sat up, the mess thrown by two people on the ground last night was gone, replaced by the dirty clothes basket by the bed full of races, Kong Xia blushed for a while, she was really too slutty last night.

Did she really grab Cheng Langqiu's neck and kiss him?

Kong Xia's clothes were all dirty, so she had no choice but to get out of bed wrapped in a quilt, and opened the closet in the guest room, trying to find a piece of clothes that could be worn.

The bath towel had been dropped last night. Fortunately, there was still a nightgown in the closet, which was loosely worn on her body and tied tightly with a belt around her waist. Kong Xia turned around in the mirror and felt that her waist was quite thin .

Cheng Langqiu came out of the bathroom, filled with steaming steam, Kong Xia subconsciously asked, "Have you finished washing?"

Cheng Langqiu raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'll wash it first, and we'll make an appointment next time."

Kong Xia blushed: "I didn't mean that!"

She finally discovered that Cheng Langqiu was not at all the same as her appearance, on the surface he looked bright, but inside he was a big bastard!

Kong Xia angrily went to take a shower to wash away the sticky feeling left on her body. Cheng Langqiu prepared new underwear for her to change into. After taking a shower, Kong Xia fell silent looking at the underwear that was just the right size.

This Cheng Langqiu really had the face of a gentleman.

Now Kong Xia is wearing the clothes prepared by Cheng Langqiu from inside to outside. When she comes out, she always feels that Cheng Langqiu's gaze on her seems to have a deep meaning, and she always feels that she is holding back and wants to brush up some hooligans.

Cheng Langqiu brought a bowl of porridge to Kong Xia, and there were two refreshing side dishes on the table.

Kong Xia was greatly shocked: "If I remember correctly, this year is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so this is what I eat?"

Kong Xia glanced at the bowl of porridge in distaste, hating iron for being weak and saying: "We Chinese people won't be so shabby during Chinese New Year, ok?"

Cheng Langqiu took a sip of porridge on his own, and after swallowing, he said slowly: "Of course I know, I just studied abroad for a few years, and I'm not a foreigner."

"Eat something to cushion your stomach first, and I will take you out to eat delicious food later." Cheng Langqiu said.

Suspiciously, Kong Xia pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Cheng Langqiu, with distrust written all over his face, "Is there any other business for Chinese New Year's Eve?"

"There is a family." Cheng Langqiu smiled, with a little longing on his face.

"I liked it when I was young. It doesn't taste that way when I eat outside. I want to take you to try it." Cheng Langqiu's voice softened when he mentioned that shop.

Kong Xia immediately got what Cheng Langqiu meant, just like the deep-fried dough sticks downstairs where she grew up as a snack. The owner almost watched her grow up, and that mouthful of fried dough sticks almost became Kong Xia's. A part of the memory of my hometown, those old neighbors, were originally like family members.

When you like someone, you want to introduce her to your whole world. Kong Xia understands this feeling very well.

So after simply drinking some porridge to warm up, Kong Xia happily followed Cheng Langqiu out the door. Kong Xia thought it was a far away place, but unexpectedly, Cheng Langqiu drove down the mountain and turned into it. A small road stopped after a short while.

This seems to be a residential area, and the houses are quite old, but it can be seen that great efforts were made when it was built back then. However, with the changes in urban development planning, young people are rushing into the city center to work hard. These old houses are gone.

Kong Xia obediently followed behind Cheng Langqiu, nimbly walking through the alleys, and after turning around a dusty red brick wall, Kong Xia couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him.

A thriving small restaurant was busily open, and there was even a long queue at the door, and the yawning aborigines in pajamas were queuing up outside the door with pots in their hands, talking to each other about things that Kong Xia didn’t quite understand. dialect.

There was some old grease accumulated on the outer wall of the small restaurant, half of the words on the door were missing, and a bamboo pole was used to pick up a cover for the door, and there were several big characters written on it: "Zhizhu Lamb Belly Pot".

"How long will this queue be?" Kong Xia was a little uncertain.

The porridge he drank before going out was about to be digested soon, and Kong Xia's stomach growled almost instantly when he smelled the delicious smell of mutton belly.

"Come, follow me." Cheng Langqiu took Kong Xia's hand and walked mysteriously to the back door of the small restaurant.

Kong Xia watched Cheng Langqiu open the back door and walked in with dumbfounded eyes. She never thought in her life that Cheng Langqiu would do such a thing as blatantly jumping in line!

"Not too good, I'll be discovered!" Kong Xia tugged at Cheng Langqiu's sleeve, seeing the old man who had been busy in the back kitchen looking over, Kong Xia wanted to run away in shame.

But instead of running away, Cheng Langqiu even brought Kong Xia to meet him.

She stood still in front of the old man and pulled off the mask on her face. The old man squinted his eyes for a long time to identify, and then carefully confirmed: "Is it Xiaoqiu?"

"It's me. I'll take my friend home to have a look." Cheng Langqiu replied in a clear voice.

The old man raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Cheng Langqiu's face, but when he suddenly saw the oil on his hand, he shrank back in embarrassment, and he just muttered over and over again: "It's great, you've grown so big, very nice."

"I heard you're a big star now?" The old man hunched over and needed to raise his head to see Cheng Langqiu's face. Cheng Langqiu also noticed this, so she squatted down a little so that the old man could see clearly What she looks like now.

The old man looked at it seriously for a long time, then raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes.

"You haven't been here for many years." He said softly.

Cheng Langqiu pursed his lips, remained silent for a long time, then forced a smile, and said to him, "I went out to school, didn't I come back?"

"It's good to go to school, good to go to school." The old man repeated these words and nodded repeatedly.

"This is... your friend?" His gaze turned to Kong Xia.

Cheng Langqiu pushed Kong Xia forward and said, "Yes, this is my best friend now."

Kong Xia also pulled off the mask, and the old man looked Kong Xia up and down, chanting some praises that the elders often chanted.

"Is my seat still available?" Cheng Langqiu asked ghostly.

"It's empty! I'll keep it for you! You used to come to accompany me at this time every year, and I keep it for you every year! It's still the same?" The old man waved his hands excitedly, and walked in with Cheng Langqiu .

The location Cheng Langqiu mentioned was in the back of the shop, almost next to the back kitchen, and he could talk to the old man who was busy in the back kitchen just by looking up.

Cheng Langqiu and Kong Xia sat down, Cheng Langqiu poured a cup of tea for himself and Kong Xia, and holding the steaming cup, Cheng Langqiu stared expectantly at the window of the back kitchen.

"His family's lamb brisket stew with bamboo is a must, and it is especially warm to eat in winter." Cheng Langqiu introduced.

Soon, an old casserole was brought to the table. It was still simmering slightly. The fresh aroma of the mutton rushed to the face, and the soup was red and attractive. It looked like a big bowl of rice.

The rice that the old man served for them was very high, and when I poked it with chopsticks, I found that it was still pressed firmly. Kong Xia put a piece of fat and tender mutton on the rice, pressed it slightly with chopsticks, and the oily juice oozed out. It is absorbed by the rice in between.

Kong Xia ate it in one bite, with happiness written all over his face.

"It's really delicious!" Kong Xia exclaimed.

Being highly praised by Kong Xia, Cheng Langqiu also squinted her eyes with a smile. She prefers this kind of simple human fireworks, and luckily the person she loves also likes it.

After eating a meal for a long time, the casserole has a good heat preservation effect, and it is warm at the end of the meal.Kong Xia looked at the people coming and going in the store with his head up, and finally had time to think.

"Is this restaurant open at this time of year? Generally, those who open restaurants during the Chinese New Year also go home." Kong Xia asked.

Cheng Langqiu pursed his lips, "Uncle Li is busy in this shop alone. His wife passed away a long time ago. There is no one at home, so it doesn't matter whether he goes home or not."

"Look at the people who came to eat today, many of them are people who can't go home. Uncle Li's shop is open, so they can at least have a bite of hot food." Cheng Langqiu looked at the guests, the corners of his eyes were slightly swollen by the heat. red.

This was a common saying, but Kong Xia didn't like it very much. The old man said that Cheng Langqiu used to come every year at this time, and even reserved a seat for her.

Chinese New Year is a time for family reunion, but Cheng Langqiu has no way of reunion.

When Kong Xia secretly flew to find Cheng Langqiu last night, Kong Xia was still glad that there was no one in Cheng Langqiu's family, so they could let the two of them indulge freely, but this happiness couldn't bear to think about it. How should I live?

When she first walked through Langqiu's house, she saw only a mug on the coffee table in the living room. Did she just curl up on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee and staying alone in the empty and quiet ancestral house?

"Why don't your parents go home?" Kong Xia couldn't help asking.

It's right to keep the New Year's Eve in the ancestral home, but it's too wrong to have Cheng Langqiu alone.

Regardless of whether there is an aunt assistant or not, Cheng Langqiu can't keep others from giving them a holiday during the Chinese New Year. All the staff have gone home to reunite with their relatives. Where are Cheng Langqiu's relatives?

"They," Cheng Langqiu curled his lips, showing a slightly ironic smile, "Who knows where they are, they don't see each other, and they are happy."

Kong Xia suddenly realized that Cheng Langqiu seemed to seldom tell her about her family life, unlike Kong Xia who could talk endlessly about her proud mother and a lot of neighbors with different personalities.Before, Kong Xia thought that Cheng Langqiu was keeping a low profile and was unwilling to talk about her life as a rich man, but now it seems that the life of a rich man is not what she imagined.

If Cheng Langqiu didn't mention it, Kong Xia never asked about it. About Cheng Langqiu's life before meeting her, Kong Xia only knew about Amber.

Amber seems to be a friend she has known since she was a child. Later, they went abroad to study together. When Cheng Langqiu returned to China, Amber seemed to be still studying.

"I remember you mentioned that there were family members there when I went abroad." Kong Xia tried hard to recall.

"Yes, my mother is abroad, and there is her lover." Cheng Langqiu said quietly.