Stranger Bixiao

But happy time always flies by so fast, before Lin Yi could feel it well, Shen Bixiao pulled her out of the car.Shen Bixiao brought Lin Yi to a hotpot restaurant, and Shen Bixiao said to Lin Yi, "This is a hotpot restaurant in Chongqing. Let's try it first and see how it goes. We can also go there when we return to Chengdu." Chongqing eats, anyway, it’s very close.” For an authentic Sichuanese, if you don’t eat Chongqing hot pot once, you don’t count as eating hot pot.The two ordered the red pot directly, and what they asked for was special numbness.Chongqing's hot pot is famous for its spicy taste, which is quite different from Chengdu's hot pot, which is mainly fragrant and spicy.But both were delicious.

Shen Bixiao cooked dishes for Lin Yi from time to time, and the two of them regretted it halfway through the meal, it was too numb, but at the same time they felt very enjoyable, both painful and happy, spicy in the mouth and numb in the mouth.The more you eat, the more delicious it is, and with a glass of wine, it is simply too blissful.Sichuan people are very good at eating. They know how to enjoy life. In summer, they can move the table to the river, step on the water to play mahjong, and in winter, sit around the stove and heat the hot pot, which is very comfortable.

Lin Yima drank several glasses of water, raised her thumbs up, and praised loudly: "It's so delicious, next time I'm in Chengdu, I must go to eat the authentic Chongqing hotpot." Shen Bixiao felt his mouth was about to drop But I still want to eat: "It's really good. I checked it on the Internet, and they all said that this restaurant is good, so I brought you here." Hearing that he treated her so attentively, Lin Yi felt warm in her heart: " Your lord will reward you." Shen Bixiao stared at Lin Yi, held her hand in his own, secretly took out the bracelet she had already bought from her pocket, and put it on Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was helping to eat, and the coldness of her left hand made her look over. She looked at the bracelet on her hand, which was green, with some white spots, crystal clear and beautiful, she opened her mouth wide, in disbelief: "This is Give me something to eat?" Shen Bixiao felt so cute when she saw her stupid appearance, women are not cute because they are beautiful, but beautiful because they are cute. : "To Mr. Lin Yi from Shen Bixiao's family, please accept it with a smile." Lin Yi repeatedly touched the bracelet on his hand, and his eyes turned red instantly: "Thank you for making me feel so happy. I am the happiest woman in the world now." A happy woman, the person you love also happens to like you, how difficult it is, thank you, Bi Xiao, I love you." Seeing Lin Yi's expression, Shen Bixiao felt that her money was worth it, When I return to Sichuan in the future and I have money, he will definitely give her a better gift, and he will treat her well: "You don't need to thank you, you don't need to thank you for pampering you, you are my queen." Lin Yi hugged her with tears in her eyes. Living in Shen Bixiao, she never thought that she would be able to touch him one day, let alone imagine that he would actually buy a gift for her.

Whether happiness came too heavy for her to react for a while.Lin Yi didn't react until she walked downstairs, Shen Bixiao looked at the simple man: "Go up." Lin Yi nodded, stood on tiptoe, kissed Shen Bixiao's lips lightly, and ran away. Opened, rushed up to the 4th floor, opened the door, walked in and leaned behind the door, she kissed Shen Bixiao, her first kiss was given to Shen Bixiao, his lips were soft and red, I don’t know how deep he was What kind of kiss is it? Thinking of this, Lin Yi was made very shy by his own thoughts, what was he thinking?

He didn't smile until Lin Yi disappeared into the darkness, this little girl, but he seemed quite happy.He has really come out, and that period of gray years has not had any ill effects on him.He can start his own life now, his own love, his own marriage, his own, which belongs only to him, and will never have any connection with Jiang He again.

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