That 1 his waist protruded

40

Su Hefeng: "I think I can write an autobiography, and it's called "Su Hefeng's Blind Date."

"I think it's okay." I thought about it carefully, "Your rich experience covers blind dates from women to men, with various family backgrounds, living standards, and different occupations. It's amazing."

Su Hefeng laughed, "Then you must be anonymous and give them a thick code, otherwise some weirdos will come to my door to settle accounts with me."

"Then don't worry, there are definitely more people who take the initiative to book seats than you think."

Su Hefeng looked at me with accusing eyes: "Don't worry about it."

I replied confidently: "Don't worry about no one watching, you will definitely be popular, and many people will start the war for you."

Su Hefeng puffed his cheeks: "Don't try to lie to me, it's not a good thing."

"You are so smart, how can I lie to you."

This conversation happened after he had another blind date, and sure enough, the standard of this blind date was lower than last time.

Su Hefeng spread his hands: "How can there be so many chief sons who happen to be gay and can accept being arranged for a blind date by their family."

I nodded, "Okay, let's write your blind date."

Su Hefeng cheated: "I'm not really writing."

"It is said that the plots of domestic dating shows are ahead of romance novels. A bunch of people who can't be without a partner come to the show to go on a blind date. They manipulate their own characters and create various plots that the masses love. Not only middle-aged and elderly women like it. Watching this excitement, many young people will regard it as a meal show."

"To sum up," I made my concluding remarks: "I think your autobiography on a blind date will be popular. Write it!"

Su Hefeng: "..."

41

At the "Family Gathering", Su Hefeng accused me yesterday of saying that his biography of a blind date would become popular.

"I think Deng Deng is jealous and I can't say it directly, so I can only mock me like this." Su Hefeng said, fished a beef ball from the pot, and put it on my plate.

Zhang Qiushu glanced at him: "You even have such a special way of showing affection."

Little Poe covered his mouth and let out a snort.

"I don't care, Deng Deng definitely loves me anyway."

I looked at Ayu, and signaled him to say something to end the drama of Su Su He Feng.

Ayu looked at me for three seconds, put down his chopsticks, and said to Su Hefeng solemnly: "Tsundere makes people suffer."

Su Hefeng freezes in place like a tape reel or a CD card.Then he wiped his face, and said nonchalantly, "Deng Deng, here you are."

No one can beat a dramatist, just as no one can wake a pretending sleeper.

Last year I complained about wanting hot pot, and finally got my wish this time.Ayu's new hot pot can be used to cook mandarin duck pot. He made two kinds of soup bases, spicy pot and bone broth.

I don't know why, but when I think of names like hot pot pot or jelly powder that have serious reasons and happen to overlap, I feel that the name is maliciously trying to be cute.

This must be Su Hefeng's fault.

However, this guy was happily rinsing his hairy belly, unaware that I was unreasonably venting my anger in my heart.

Seeing me looking at him, Su Hefeng blinked, "Deng Deng, do you want to eat too? Ah—" He just fed it.

I glanced at his dipping dish, "I don't like the taste of vinegar in the dipping sauce."

"It's actually quite delicious." Su Hefeng stood up, "Don't you want to try it?"

"I eat hot pot, it's not wrong."

Su Hefeng paused, "Pun?"

I chuckled, "What do you think?"

Su Hefeng whispered: "Then your rebuttal is a bit far away."

42

I tried to change the subject: "When is Poe bringing your one over to play?"

Poe thought for a while, "When is the right time? I haven't asked him if he wants to come."

"Normal people would not refuse such a thing." Su Hefeng said with confidence, "After all, we are from the natal family, and it is very important to have a good relationship with the natal family."

Poe hesitated, "Because you are very important to me, so this matter must be taken seriously."

"Afraid that we don't like him? Or that he doesn't like us?"

Poe: "Not for that reason, I just think it marks the level of intimacy in the relationship."

Su Hefeng complained: "Isn't the way to measure intimacy first base, second base and third base?"

Poe countered: "Do you dare to say that anyone you have slept with is an intimate relationship?"

"The theory of separation of soul and body." Ayu made a summary, "There are often people who have experienced 419 or are in a relationship with someone who looks good to them, so there is such an argument."

Su Hefeng and Poe fell silent.

Ayu touched his nose, "It's over, the silence is over."

Poe smiled wryly: "Actually, I have often regretted my past choices recently. Even though Yan Chaoling said he accepted me, he also accepted my past experience."

"Generally speaking, when people say to accept your past, I think it's a beautiful scene." I thought for a while, and added, "But it takes time to see people's hearts."

"I don't think it's necessary to hate my past self for this reason." Zhang Qiushu changed the starting point, "Sexual experience is not a shameful thing, at least not dirty. If there is anything to pay attention to, it is also an infectious disease The problem."

"It's not worth it if you regret it too much, or even hate yourself, for this kind of thing."

Poe nodded, paused thoughtfully for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Brother, you are suddenly willing to talk to me. I have reason to suspect that you are willing to enlighten me so that my relationship will progress smoothly and reduce the probability of me coming to Ayu. "

Ayu pursed his lips and smiled.

At that moment, I felt that I was connected to Ayu's brainwaves - this person who can taste some sweetness from it at any time is really hopeless!

Su Hefeng secretly fished the meat that Ayu had just ordered and smuggled it to me, and I felt like eating dog food.My brain may be broken, so that I jumped the wrong channel.

Su Hefeng took his own bowl and went to the kitchen to adjust the dipping sauce, and when he came back, he asked me, "Do you want to try mine?"

I tried to refuse with reason: "Not to mention the major differences between the sesame sauce party and the sesame oil party. I prefer sweet and spicy to sour and spicy. I also know that it is obviously not suitable for hot pot."

Of course, the above is not the main reason for my rejection of him.It is true that Su Hefeng has a unique talent in seasoning, and he is a rising star in the dark cuisine world.

Although this kind of performance is not stable, it is enough to make me vigilant, especially when he repeatedly asks me to try it.

Soup was added to the hot pot, and it took a while to boil again, bubbling and bubbling.I suddenly had a feeling of happiness.

Sure enough, fireworks in the world are the most comforting.